"It's not you I want to kill."
But at this moment, the young voice sounded slightly jokingly.
boom!
The terrifying destructive sword energy of the Gods of War did not hit Lu Li at all, but directly hit several other disciples of the Galaxy Holy Land besides Lu Li.
"ah!"
The few Galaxy Holy Land disciples were watching the battle, but they didn't expect that murderous intent suddenly descended upon them.
Even though each of them is extremely powerful, the grief of the gods unleashed by the Heavenly Tribulation Sword is not simple.
Boom!!
The extremely terrifying storm of destructive sword energy suddenly swept through several other outer disciples of the Galaxy Holy Land.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Along with the sounds of flesh and blood being broken, the bodies of the disciples of the Galaxy Holy Land were shattered in an instant.
At this moment, Lu Li was the only person left on the field.
Just now, a group of disciples from the Galaxy Holy Land who had grand ambitions to become the gods of another weak world died before leaving the army, and they all fell into this small valley of weapons.
Whoosh!
At this time, from another direction in the sky, a young man in white clothes descended from the sky.
It's Ye Feng!
He was holding a light green long sword, which was the divine weapon of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.
The Sorrow of the Gods just now was a sneak attack that Ye Feng had been accumulating for a long time. Naturally, it caused huge damage to this group of Galaxy Holy Land disciples who had no time to defend themselves.
"No!!"
Lu Li saw this shocking scene on the field and suddenly shouted: "You! Who are you?"
Ye Feng smiled coldly, stared at him, and said: "We are the people in the weak universe you call us. Aren't you going to become the gods of our weak universe? Dominate everything? Then let me tell you, this is what you are greedy for.
The price! The price of blood!”
Chapter completed!