A thousand Dao San, plus the Si Tianyue, all turned into a rain of blood.
Blood rain fell from the sky.
What a slap!
It's simply beyond their comprehension.
This is not an ordinary person, but a thousand Dao San!
But with just such a slap, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and there were no magical powers, and the person was just gone.
There wasn't even a chance to say a word.
It was as if he was facing all the gods and Buddhas in the sky and disappeared into thin air with a slap.
It really disappeared into smoke.
The world returned to light, the sun shone down, and there was nothing left except the rain of blood that continued to fall.
There is no evidence to prove that these people have ever been here, and there is no evidence to prove that there were a thousand Taoist masters here just now.
Yaoshan held up an umbrella and stood beside Luo Chen to prevent blood rain from falling on him.
Luo Chen was not surprised. These people had only improved their level, and there was something wrong with the way they improved. Their actual combat power was simply not up to the level it should be.
It would be strange if he couldn't be beaten to death with just one slap.
"Senior, if you kill them like this, I'm afraid more will come!"
"Just let them come!"
"Senior, what are your plans?" Yaoshan was horrified.
"Destroy them, exterminate the clan!" Luo Chen said softly.
Chapter completed!