Although Xunleil was confused, Jiang Wenming dared to confirm something:

They are serious!

"Meng Sheng is attacking the portal, what are you doing?" Master Yan frowned.

"Attack the portal? Didn't it mean that the portal is invincible?" Jiang Wenming was stunned.

"That's because our attacks are not good. Who is Meng Sheng? That's one of the ten strongest people in our humanity!"

"His special performance makes all his attacks become real damage. Even the portal can't stand it. Although it can't destroy the soul cave even this way, it can chaotic the space inside and force the living creature inside to come out!"

Master Yan looked back at the man who was covered in golden light and stood firmly in front of the portal with his hands in his arms, with a sigh.

Jiang Wenming immediately read the message of this sentence.

Can Meng Zhen force out everyone in the soul cave?

No wonder the people of Xunle let him go, after all, they seemed to have to stay in that dark space for some reason.

Once they are forced out, they should no longer be able to use that strange spatial separation, and outside, humans can make full use of the number of people!

Although there are only more than 500 humans outside, which seems not many, those who can survive are the elites. With the cooperation of the fire, the chances of winning are very high.

So, should I not report my own letter?

Thinking of the slightly familiar figure of the Soul Emperor, and Xunleil, and Su Ling inexplicably released water several times, Jiang Wenming suddenly sighed.

"Just report a letter, and the decision is not in my hands. I will withdraw directly when the time comes! Who do I love!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming rushed to Mengsheng.

Meng Sheng is not like Diao Feiyang, with a bunch of bodyguards around him.

At this moment, he was alone in front of his chest with his hands closed and stood in front of the portal.

The dazzling golden light on his body shone around. The closer Jiang Wenming got, the more he felt that he had difficulty breathing, just like a growing mountain pressing on his shoulders.

"No wonder no one wants to get close to him..."

Seeing the black fog that appeared on his body again slowing down the pressure, Jiang Wenming came to five meters in front of Meng Zhen's body.

"that……"

"You're here?"

Meng Zhen didn't open his eyes or look back, and suddenly said something without thinking.

But just this sentence made Jiang Wenming feel that the huge pressure surged again.

This time the mountain pressed directly on his chest. He had to work hard every time he took a breath, and the heavy pressure would be even greater, as if he wanted to flatten the air in his lungs and his whole body!

“So strong!”

Jiang Wenming narrowed his eyes and the black mist on his body surged again.

Compared with the golden mist with a range of nearly 100 meters on Meng Zhen's body, his black mist, which was only ten meters, was simply a child, but Jiang Wenming's black mist became more and more solid under the pressure of the other party, compressing frantically.

In the end, it shrank into a small black mist half a meter square, just covering Jiang Wenming.

At this moment, Jiang Wenming felt that the pressure from Meng Zhen suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to plunge into the hot spring, isolating the whole world in the warmth!

"A good Taoist robe, although it is very weak, it is very resilient. You should be very dedicated to nourishing it, right?" Meng Zheng turned around with his eyes closed and faced Jiang Wenming.

"Daoyi? Are you talking about this?" Jiang Wenming widened his eyes and pointed at the black mist condensed on his body.

The black fog at this moment can no longer be described as fog. It should be more like a ball of oil. The oil of oil wrapped Jiang Wenming, but he felt no discomfort at all.

On the contrary, he was quite comfortable.

However, the man covered in golden mist could see the black mist, which means he must have some understanding of it. Jiang Wenming was about to ask about some more, but Meng Zhen shook his head.

"No need to ask, I won't say it, you have to find the answers yourself."

Cut! Pretend to be mysterious!

Another day, I must ask Kelly if she can help him get some real medicine and stuff it into you!

Jiang Wenming curled his lips, but the other side obviously didn't want to continue on this issue, and he wouldn't make things boring, so he said what Xunleil wanted him to convey.

"That's what he said?"

Meng Zhen turned around with her eyes closed.

"Well, the words have been brought to you, I'll leave the rest! My stomach hurts a little and I left first..."

As soon as Jiang Wenming finished speaking, he purred his stomach.

Grass!

My bad mouth really can't joke about myself!

Bah bah bah bah bah!

Pressing his lower abdomen, Jiang Wenming bowed his hand and was about to leave, but when he shouted, a guard with golden light on his body suddenly flashed and blocked him.

"Your excuse is too outdated, you shouldn't miss this scene."

"What's outdated? I really hurt. Do you want me to pull it in my pants before believing it?" Jiang Wenming said with a dark face.

Whether it was really painful or fake, his unlucky intuition told him that he had to leave, otherwise something bad would really happen.

But before he could finish his words, five people suddenly appeared beside him.

Xu Maitreya!

Fan Yan!

Of course, there are Hua Zhong, Diao Feiyang and an uncle with a faceless face.

The five people bowed to Meng Zhen, and only Hua Zhong nodded to Jiang Wenming.

"You guys have all rested?"

Meng Zhen still closed his eyes, but Jiang Wenming found that his golden mist avoided the five people. Seeing the flexible manipulation, Jiang Wenming frowned.

This guy just did it on purpose!

"Yes, you can fight at any time!" the five people said in unison.

"That's good. I will force them out later. You are responsible for restraining the apostles. I will kill the Soul Emperor."

What?

Jiang Wenming's hand, which was pressing his stomach, froze slightly. Is this Meng really not going to listen to the Soul Emperor's opinion?

But it can be understood even if you think about it.

A force that has slaughtered humans for hundreds or thousands of years, a small leader suddenly said, "Don't kill me, I'll help you solve his boss, and then give him a piece of land to create the country."

Who would believe this? Who would agree?

More importantly, as we all know, the existence of the soul cave is to exterminate humans, and such enemies have no room for peace.

As if he knew what Jiang Wenming was thinking, Meng Zhen suddenly spoke to the five people:

"If you are not my race, your heart will be different. The opponent's strength is not an ordinary cave master, and he is even more good at cunning attacking the heart. No matter what they say later, you don't have to pay attention to it. Just kill it directly. Alright, get ready!"

"Rong Quan! Giant Spirit Guard!"

After saying that, the golden light on Meng Zhen's body lit up two points again, and the body of the guard who was at the portal of the fierce hammer immediately began to expand, and suddenly turned into two golden giants as high as twenty meters!

They punched the portal as thin as paper, and with a click, a shallow crack actually broke out on it!

"Silly humans! Do you really want to die so much?!"

With a roar, then, an old man with a green face with a pillar flashed out of the teleportation array...
Chapter completed!