GBP Chapter 777 The memory you don’t want to face
Chapter 777 The memory you don’t want to face
"Roar!"
"Kill that guy!"
The other side of the river of life.
Several figures took the lead in launching the charge.
first.
It is a burly figure.
The whole body is dark and hairy.
Just like a bear.
Although its head is ferocious, it still has a roughly human shape.
The blood tyrant from the vast demon kingdom!
Level [-] combat power! Bloodthirsty and powerful!
Not only the blood tyrant, but also more than ten demons with level [-] combat power charged with him.
Finally, there was a handsome young man with long hair.
He has a pair of blue wings on his back.
He did not charge in a hurry, but followed the demons with a slight frown on his face.
His eyes looked towards Surabaya Ping several times.
Compared to the blood tyrant, the ice tyrant is calmer and more vigilant.
"Butterfly, you guys should take action too."
Murong Zhang spoke softly, looking vaguely regretful.
"Leave it to us!"
Murong Earthen instantly disappeared into the distance.
A pair of dark red butterfly wings appeared behind Murong Die, somewhere between virtual and real.
She took another deep look at Murong Mandarin before he lifted into the air and headed straight for Li Mu.
All the eleventh-level martial saints from the Murong family also moved.
Only Murong Chang was still on the surface of Surabaya.
He picked up a yellowed reed head casually, and before he knew it, the reed was crushed into mustard powder.
Drifting away from his fingers in the wind.
Murong Zhang didn't even look at the battle situation at this moment.
Instead, he stared blankly at the reeds in front of him.
"You are different from them. Save me and I will repay you."
"Sorry, my surname is Murong too."
……
"It's you again... Haha, you have a fighting spirit, but it's a pity that it has been dusted. What a pity. I would rather you get the most benefit from me."
"I do not need."
"It will be difficult for you to enter the divine realm throughout your life, and you will be destroyed by Murong."
……
In the depths of my mind, memories that I once didn't want to recall surfaced uncontrollably.
Many people don't know that there is actually a big age gap between the nine sons of the Murong family.
Although they are all of the same generation, in a large family, it is normal for children of the same generation to be more than ten years apart, or even dozens of years apart.
Murong Mandarin is the eldest of the seventh generation of the Murong family.
When the two most shining twin stars of the seventh generation of the Murong family began to show their talents.
Murong Mandarin has long become one of the pillars of the family.
In the early years, before Murong Ant and Murong Beetle had grown up.
Before the Murong family digested those gains.
It was Murong Mandarin who was leading the Murong family in the battle.
It was he who blocked those coveting eyes.
But unfortunately, he was the only one among the nine who did not receive any harvest.
It’s not that others don’t want to share with him.
Compared to others, the former senior executives of the Murong family had the highest expectations for Murong Mandarin.
While other children of his generation were still growing up in the family's greenhouse, he was already fighting in the field.
At first, it was Murong Chang who refused to share the spoils.
Originally, he was the Murong family member who had the best chance of becoming a Martial God.
Murong ants and Murong beetles are just the most consistent with what they get.
The other five of the nine sons are also more suitable than the others.
That generation was a gluttonous feast for the Murong family.
There are hundreds or even thousands of winners.
And Murong Chang was the only one who didn't get anything.
Instead, he lost something.
It seems that there are nine geniuses and two super geniuses.
But in fact, the real genius is only Murong Mandarin.
in the following time.
Due to his age advantage, he was not left behind by the others.
He still relied on himself to stand firm among the Nine Sons.
Even the other children have respect for him.
Even that Murong Martial God respected Murong Mandarin extremely.
Everyone in the Murong family knows this.
They all owed Murong Mandarin.
Murong Chang was expected to step into the divine realm on his own.
But... it's not possible anymore.
After that incident, my mood was damaged and it was impossible to do it again.
Murong Chang had no complaints about this.
Back then, he also supported that matter.
At least the Murong family became as strong as he wished.
However, the guilt and uneasiness in my heart did not disappear or become weaker with the passage of time.
Just buried.
Buried deep in memory.
But today, at this moment, those things appeared in his mind one by one involuntarily.
"The so-called power..."
Murong Mandarin looked at the withered yellow reeds.
His eyes became more distant.
It seems that he has completely forgotten what is happening at this time.
……
Boom~!
Roar!
Roar! Thunder! Crash! Explosion!
Endless!
By the river of life.
A rare war is going on!
Four level [-] warriors! Nearly twenty eleventh-level combatants!
They all attack one person!
It took only a few minutes for the battle to begin.
From Li Mu's appearance, to the blood tyrant taking the lead, to this moment.
Li Mu was completely bruised.
There were hideous wounds all over his body.
Any injury would be a near-fatal injury to ordinary people.
Twelve grades!
The strongest person under the divine realm in the world!
The strength it possesses is absolutely unimaginable.
The power of the Martial Saint is called Kunpeng!
The power of a dragon elephant is one hundred tons!
One hundred dragons and elephants are one Kunpeng!
Ten thousand tons is the power of Kunpeng!
Of course, a Kunpeng is just the threshold for a tenth-level Martial Saint!
For a twelfth-level Martial Saint, it is usually at least the power of more than ten Kunpengs!
However, the real fear of the Martial Saint is that the power of the celestial phenomena is endless!
For any twelfth-level martial saint, moving mountains and cutting off rivers is just a piece of cake!
Li Mu has fought many level twelves.
But before that, it was all about fighting.
Even if I try my best, I can barely face one person.
After he broke his limit, he defeated two twelfth-level martial saints.
But that's all just one-on-one.
Although Murong Bee is accompanied by a crowd of bees.
But the crowd of bees is like a whole, and it does have a big increase for him.
But it cannot cause quantitative or qualitative changes.
And this moment.
Four twelfth-level combatants.
Nearly twenty eleven-level combatants.
Regardless of level [-], those four alone are definitely not something he can easily deal with.
At level [-], it is not easy to cooperate.
At this level, one more number is a qualitative change.
What's more, Li Mu needs to face four people at the same time!
God's eyes, thunder heart, thunder body, thunder catching hand, exert one's strength, move the nine states... and the undying fighting spirit.
He no longer held back any means at his disposal.
Behind him is the vast star field, and thunder is rising and dying between the stars.
However, it was still extremely difficult for him to deal with.
The Blood Tyrant Monarch's defense was so astonishing that the black fur on his body was unable to break through the fur when a bee sting landed on it.
Murong Die and Ice Tyrant assisted in the air attack, suppressing Li Mu and making it difficult for him to take off.
They seemed to know that Li Mu had some ability to summon terrifying divine thunder from high in the sky.
It just blocked Li Mu's escape route in advance!
There is also a ghost called Murong Earthworm who appears from time to time and inflicts severe wounds on Li Mu again and again.
And those eleven-level combatants only need to use their methods to influence one or two, and they will make Li Mu exhausted.