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Chapter 195: The Great Tribulation Master - Emperor Baili
Two days later, the monks from the Zhang and Meng families gathered under the recovery platform. The leader was covered in a white robe and had a white mask on his face. He looked quite gentle.

He took a step forward, and between his movement and stillness, the space swayed, making the surrounding monks dizzy and dazed. Invisibly, he affected the souls of the monks around him, and their cultivation became disordered and turbulent.

"Humph!"

The old man next to the recovery platform snorted coldly, and there was no energy fluctuation, but a group of cultivators seemed like drowning people suddenly floating to the surface, recovering from a near-death state.

"Emperor Baili, this is not the place for you to show off your power!"

The old man's attitude was a bit stern, and it seemed that he did not take Bai Li, the powerful Tribulation Realm expert in front of him, seriously.

After the monks came out of that state, they gasped for breath and broke out in cold sweat.

They were terrified. Was this the mighty one who could be called an emperor in the Tribulation Realm? Such a strong man could easily build a powerful force comparable to a first-rate sect in the Jiuxiao Domain. If he went to the Lower Domain and unified the three middle domains, it would not be impossible for the three lower domains to create a multi-domain empire.

Emperor Baili didn't pay attention to the monks who followed him. He just looked at the old man. His eyes were dim under the mask. A hoarse voice came from behind the mask: "Old man, I'm here to get Meng Feiyan's coordinates. Her essence and blood remain here. It should be easy to find her location, right?"

The old man stood up and stretched out his hand to draw a few seals on the floor tiles on the recovery table.

"Buzz!"

The resurrection platform shook violently, dazzling golden runes lit up, and a pool of dark purple blood emerged in the center.

The old man moved his sword, cut out three drops of dark purple blood, and threw them in front of Emperor Baili.

Emperor Baili had a strange look on his face, his eyes flickered, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

The next moment, he collected the three drops of essence blood. At the same time, the purple blood on the resurrection platform exploded with a "bang", evaporated in an instant, and disappeared into thin air.

Emperor Baili looked at the old man deeply, tore open the space channel, and left with his men.

At this time, Meng Chen took the Golden-Winged Peng King and hid behind a mountain. On the other side of the mountain were his old friends, the disciples of the Nine Stars Sect and Xuanyuan Cave.

Meng Chen counted them and there were about seventeen people. He probably gathered a lot of them along the way.

Among them, the strongest is in the middle stage of Hedao, the same level as Meng Chen, and the rest are in the early stage of Hedao.

With the help of Meng Chen, the Golden-Winged Roc King made up for his own shortcomings, constructed a perfect path, and successfully raised his realm to the initial stage of He Dao.

After all, it has the pure bloodline of the Golden-winged Roc clan, so its strength is still very powerful, so Meng Chen plans to do this big thing.

The Golden Winged Peng King looked at Meng Chen beside him, feeling somewhat nervous: "Master, there are only two of us, isn't that a bit reckless?"

Meng Chen glanced at him with disdain: "If you don't dare to do it, go back!"

The Golden-winged Peng King was embarrassed and said quickly: "Master, I will do it if you tell me to!"

"Let's go." Meng Chen flew directly from behind the mountain.

The Golden-Winged Roc King hurriedly followed, and the man and the bird appeared in front of the disciples of Jiuxing Gate and Xuanyuan Cave.

The disciples of Xuanyuan Cave suddenly saw someone blocking the way ahead, and they all frowned, confused at first. After a moment, someone in the team recognized Meng Chen.

"Xujun!!"

The monk shouted, suddenly remembered something, and looked at Zhen Xujun in his team.

"No, your name is not Xu Jun. Who are you?" Xu Jun in the team had resentment in his eyes and stared at Meng Chen viciously.

"Qingxiao, I didn't expect you to dare to come here by yourself. Damn it!"

Meng Chen looked at them indifferently and sneered: "Everyone, you have been surrounded by me. If you know what's good for you, hand over the spiritual treasures and elixirs on you now, otherwise you will die without a burial place!"

The scene fell into silence, and after a moment there was thunderous laughter. The monks from the Jiuxing Sect and Xuanyuan Cave seemed to have heard some huge joke and were laughing so hard that they fell over.

The Golden Winged Peng King was furious and said, "You scoundrels, don't you know that your death is approaching? Why are you laughing?"

Xu Jun looked at him as if he were a fool: "You are only in the early and middle stages of the Hedao realm. For the seventeen of us, killing you is as easy as slaughtering pigs and dogs!"

While Xu Jun was speaking, they had already dispersed and surrounded Meng Chen and the Golden-Winged Peng King, apparently to prevent them from escaping.

The Nine Star Sect disciple said coldly: "Qing Xiao, you are still surrounding us, how arrogant!"

Meng Chen frowned slightly and said coldly: "Do it!"

After Meng Chen finished speaking, the true energy in his body rose, the thunder and lightning were fierce, condensed into armor, and the shining electric light reflected on everyone's faces, flickering.

Meng Chen's eyes were fierce. He had been holding a grudge against Meng Feiyan for a long time and had been looking for an enemy, ready to vent his anger!
"Come and fight!"

Meng Chen roared angrily, and golden thunder burst out. Bolts of lightning struck the monks surrounding him. The fierce lightning, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction, arrived in an instant.

These monks originally intended to use their force to overwhelm others, but they were not prepared at this moment. The thunder arrived in an instant and there was no way to avoid it.

"Crack!"

Thunder roared, falling equally on all the cultivators. Those in the early stage of Hedao were directly blasted by the lightning, their bodies were charred black, their hair stood on end, and they looked in a miserable state.

The cultivators in the middle stage of Hedao were able to resist and fought fiercely against the electric light, reaching a stalemate. The violent thunder and the nine cultivators in the middle stage of Hedao continued to bombard each other with brilliant divine light.

Xu Jun did not take action, because he knew how terrifying Qingxiao was. The fear he felt when he killed four of his fellow disciples was still fresh in his mind. Even when he met Qingxiao's murderous gaze, he trembled unconsciously.

The murderous intent in the eyes of the monks became more and more intense. Facing the thunder that was dragging them like a chain in front of them, their faces were full of anger.

There were nine of them! Even if they attacked together, they couldn't do anything to this arrogant guy. It was really abominable.

Looking at Meng Chen, he saw that the guy was in the center, with the runes of lightning armor on his body shining. On the thunder ring behind him, endless electric light was restrained in it, and wisps of faint green smoke emerged from time to time.

Although the light of the thunder ring was not as dazzling as the thunder chains, the energy contained in it far exceeded those thunder chains and was extremely terrifying.

On the other side, the Golden-Winged Roc King’s body was like a divine sword, and his golden feathers were shining with divine light, reflecting a dazzling luster.

Its target was very clear, it was those early Hedao cultivators who were knocked away by Meng Chen. They had all been injured by Meng Chen's thunder, and from time to time Meng Chen would send out a few thunders to hit those early Hedao cultivators.

"Rumble..."

Fierce lightning struck down, and two more cultivators in the early stage of Hedao were seriously injured. They fell to the ground, vomiting black blood from their mouths, and seemed to be dying.

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