The Wanku Mountain Valley covered with black air, a faint layer of five-color light was scattered.

As the light flowed, gusts of strong winds hit, and the Five Spirits God-killing Formation, which catered to the principles of the five elements of heaven and earth, and was mutually restrained and reborn. This time, Mo Ran moved the Formation to allow Meng Lei, Yan Ping and others to come in calmly. At the same time, Mo Ran changed the Formation again.

Whether the five spirits kill the gods or the five spirits kill the gods, but once the direction of the five spirit array is changed, the scene has changed.

Flying into the continent, a group of dozens of high-level gods stopped suddenly.

The formation is controlled by Mo Ran's strength. Apart from the difficulty of understanding the trapping formation, the power it contains is not enough to instantly erase this true high-level god powerhouse.

As symbolic leaders, Meng Lei and Yan Ping stood at the front of the team. As soon as they entered, everyone frowned.

There were dense and disgusting heart-eating beetles everywhere in the formation. Some of them had entered the purple palace of the powerful gods, while others were wandering in the formation, searching for the next target.

Seeing a newcomer joining, the Heart-Eating Beetle squeaked and was very happy. In an instant, millions of Heart-Eating Beetles instantly turned into red lights like needles and shot at Meng Lei and others.

"Hmph~, mere Zerg, dare to be arrogant."

After all, he was a powerful high-level god, and his methods were indeed not comparable to those of the mid-level gods. When he saw the millions of heart-eating beetles flying towards him, Meng Lei snorted coldly, then picked up the Thousand-Toothed Pestle, and waved it violently. At that time, a thick and long aura ray gushed out from the Thousand-Toothed Pestle full of sharp blades.

"Bang~"

The dull collision sounded, and as the air shone out, millions of heart-eating beetles were shattered. Around Meng Lei, a group of high-level gods took out their weapons and joined the battle group.

The white light unique to the realm of the gods seemed heavy and thick on these dozens of people. Even the primordial power, which should be foggy, was slightly thicker because of the extraordinary strength of the strong.

More than a dozen high-level gods have taken action, and their momentum is astonishing as the power is so powerful that millions of heart-devouring beetles are different from Lianxiang, and they do not have the intelligence. How can they fight against this good player with rich fighting experience?

In an instant, countless heart-eating beetles were shattered, and the meat foam and blood mixed together, emitting an unpleasant fishy smell.

"Moran, you coward, come out for me."

Meng Lei people, as their name is, hold a thousand-toothed pestle in their hands, like the god of war coming to the world. Whenever the pestle is smashed, the mountains will shake the earth.

Meng Lei knew that the disappearance of the two brothers was inseparable from Mo Ran, and he, who was so thoughtful, used the method of provocation while fighting.

In fact, Mo Ran is not far away from Meng Lei, but because of the large formation, Meng Lei did not discover Mo Ran's existence at all. As for Mo Ran, he is not a reckless person. Facing the middle-level god powerhouse, he holds the heavenly artifact in his hand, and the confusion of the large formation, he can reap countless lives without restraint. But if it were replaced by the powerful people on the list such as Meng Lei, Mo Ran would be more careful.

After observing for a while, Mo Ran also realized that none of the more than ten people were good characters. Only one of them, if you want to kill them all, you can only separate them.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran smiled slightly and said to Lianxiang beside him: "Lixiang, if you are sure of letting one of them."

Lianxiang frowned and thought for a moment, saying, "60%."

"Okay." Mo Ran smiled coldly, leaned forward, and whispered in Lianxiang's ear.

Lianxiang giggled and said, "Master is such a good plan."

Mo Ran nodded and smiled, "Go, be careful and seize the opportunity."

"Affect the order."

With a smirk, Lianxiang flew away from the center of the formation.

At the same time, Mo Ran's mind changed rapidly, and the Five Spirits God-killing Formation changed directions again. Now, more than a dozen high-level god-powered men who were supposed to be gathering together were immediately separated by the formation.

"What's going on? What about Meng Lei and Yan Ping?"

The strong wind swept through, and the misty breath floated by, and the scene in front of the powerful changed again. Now, someone began to panic.

"Fang Hai, where are they?" A tall and thin man screamed in surprise, but when he looked at Fang Hai, he found that Fang Hai was staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes, and murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

"Fang Hai, what are you doing?"

The man panicked and stabbed the sword in his hand without saying a word. But when his sword easily passed through Fang Hai's body, the man did not feel any sign of force.

"No." Seeing this, the man was shocked and turned around suddenly, preparing to defend. He never thought that just as he turned his head, a white sword light suddenly slashed from the air and attacked directly at his head.

"Hmph, Moran, it turns out you are here."

When the man saw the sword light, he immediately reported that Mo Ran had taken action. When the divine power in his body surged, he raised his sword to block it.

"Clang~"

The swords collided, and tens of golden lights were shining. The man's deep energy made him not suffer any damage at all. He immediately looked down on Mo Ranlai: "A mere first-level god, who dares to fight with me, you are looking for death~"

As soon as the word "death" was spoken, the man suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right. When he was about to turn around, a red light suddenly flashed and magnified in his eyes.

"No, ah~"

The red light is nothing else, it is the mother insect Picky Xiang, infinitely close to the level of the divine general. It not only gives him intelligent intelligence, but also makes his body big or small, and after turning into the heart-eating beetle body like a needle, Picky Xiang naturally easily breaks through the man's defense with Purple Mansion's small world.

Being shot into the purple palace by the Heart-Eating Beetle, no one can compete with the Heart-Eating Beetle clan, which specializes in sucking the soul and improving its strength.

In a moment, Lianxiang swallowed the soul of a high-level god-powered man, and Lianxiang, who had such powerful energy, immediately felt that his strength soared again.

"Peng~"

In the man's purple palace, the tiny figure of Lianxiang's needle-like rays suddenly became bigger, and directly pushed the man to explode and died.

A high-level god-powered man disappeared.

"What's going on?"

"Someone is dead." In the formation, Meng Lei and Yan Ping stood back to back. Around them, there was nothing else except the incomparable Nine Nether Fire.

Hearing the roar of the explosive body, the pupils of the two eyes suddenly closed and they took a breath.

"What a fast speed. Who died?" Yan Ping said in surprise.

Meng Lei glanced around with caution, and secretly hated: "I don't know, damn, we still underestimated him. This formation can actually change as much as we want."

Mo Ran was traveling calmly in the formation, without any fear of the appearance of a high-level god-powered man beside him. It can be said that in the Five Spirits God-killing Formation, he is a god, a real god.

Not far from Meng Lei and Yan Ping, Mo Ran smiled coldly with the cover of the formation and said in a voice: "Two, don't worry, I haven't had enough fun yet, wait, it's your turn soon."

"Moran, you bastard, have you grown up~"

Hearing the sound, Meng Lei and Yan Ping were furious, and at the same time they slashed in the direction where the sound came, but at this time, Mo Ran had already left his original position.

"Come out? Haha~, I will, don't worry, haha~"

He laughed wildly, and Mo Ran returned to Lianxiang's side again with his familiarity with the formation.

"Lixiang, how are you doing?"

Lianxiang's face was flushed. She thought that she had just absorbed the soul of a high-level god and had abundant energy. She smiled and said, "Master, I'm about to go. If you need the souls of five high-level gods, you can achieve the realm of a divine general."

"It's so good." Mo Ran was overjoyed when he heard this. What he was most anxious about now was to improve Lianxiang's strength, because maybe in a while, he still needed Lianxiang to help him resist powerful enemies.

"Follow me."

He nodded and shouted, Mo Ran pulled over Lianxiang's white wrist and ran out.

The formation was replaced, the strong wind swept, and the heavy rainstorm and thunder were crisscrossed.

Mo Ran quickly came and went to the Five Spirits God-killing Formation with Pity, as if he had entered a state of no one.

At present, no matter how many heart-eating beetles there are, it is impossible to shake those high-level gods. The middle-level gods with low strength have almost been swallowed by the heart-eating beetles.

The tyrannical aura was still echoing in the formation, but the terrifying wailing gradually disappeared.

quiet.

All the high-level gods and powerful men guarded their souls one by one, and were careful to prevent Mo Ran from suddenly killing with his familiarity with the formation.

However, just as everyone was careful to prevent it, Mo Ran and Lian Xiang seemed to have disappeared into the formation and disappeared again.

Meng Lei and Yan Ping stood side by side, winked each other, and then slowly moved to the left.

"Be careful, this kid's body is weird and he is ruthless. He may not be sure when it will appear." Yan Ping said.

"Yeah." Meng Lei nodded. In fact, Yan Ping didn't need to remind him that he knew Mo Ran's horror. Now, not to mention Yan Ping, who had just stepped into the high-level gods on the Heavenly List, no longer underestimated Mo Ran.

For a group of high-level gods, Mo Ran is now a demon, a strange, despicable demon who can achieve his goal without any means.

"Yan Duwei~"

Just as the two were moving step by step, suddenly, a scream sounded not far away. Meng Lei and Yan Ping returned and saw that they were middle-aged.

This person is named Li Liang. He is not strong and does not occupy the position on the Tianlist, but Meng Lei and Yan Ping are still familiar with each other.

"Li Liang, come here quickly and don't disperse again."

One more helper will have more hope of living. As long as everyone is found, it will be even more difficult for Mo Ran to attack again. So, at the same time as he saw Li Liang, Yan Ping immediately called out.

Li Liang heard the sound and ran over quickly, but ~

"Swish~"

"careful."

Li Liang, who was rushing towards him, had a happy expression just now, but when he got closer, he stabbed him with a sword without saying a word.

Yan Ping reacted so quickly. Seeing this scene, the former immediately became furious, and a white light flashed under his feet, and he kicked him hard.

"Peng~"

"Sir Yan, you~"

He kicked Li Liang away, Yan Ping glared at him and was stunned.

Just now, Li Liang ran towards him with a long sword in his hand, but he found that Li Liang was in a bad mood. After kicking him out, he realized that there was no long sword in Li Liang's hand.

“This ~”

Yan Ping was confused. At this moment, Yan Ping saw with his own eyes that Mo Ran appeared behind Li Liang with a wicked smile. The black flame knife in his hand had been handed to Li Liang's neck.

"Puff~"

The blood was sprinkled, and Li Liang died in the blink of an eye.

Mo Ran then grabbed Li Liang's soul, hugged Yan Ping and said, "Sir Yan, thank you, haha~"

After saying that, Mo Ran's figure disappeared from Yan Ping's sight again.
Chapter completed!