After being reminded by Zhong Wen, Taoist Wuhen no longer chatted with Huo Ming Wang and others, and directly waved the long sword in his hand, shouted loudly, and issued an attack order.
Billions of golden spiritual swords poured down like a violent storm, hitting the masters of Wanjue Valley on their heads. They were all over the sky and the fields, and the number of sands in the Ganges River was denser than a meteor shower, leaving no room for the enemy to dodge.
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The spiritual skills of the Holy Spirit level, when used in the hands of a saint, are naturally extraordinary and far beyond the reach of a spiritual master.
Every spiritual sword is brilliant and brilliant, and all of it contains a terrifying aura that can destroy the world. Wherever it passes, even the space begins to twist and deform. The momentum is so majestic that it is not far behind the white light that destroys the world.
Give more.
Damn it, heartless!
Do you understand the rules?
There is simply no sense of martial ethics!
Big bosses at the level of Fire Worshiper King and Chakravartin King, before fighting, are usually used to chatting, making harsh words, and then summoning Dharma figures to intimidate each other. The foreplay is often longer than the actual fight.
How many of them have never seen someone like this, who just met, throw out their ultimate moves without saying a word? Their expressions changed drastically, and they threw out their magic skills in a panic, trying to counterattack.
However, the power of Holy Spirit-level spiritual skills is still far beyond the imagination of everyone in Wanjue Valley.
What's more, the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" was performed by hundreds of powerful saints at the same time, including top bosses like Wuhen Taoist and Cang Youxian.
This is like a group of big countries using nuclear weapons to bomb the same country indiscriminately. Of course, the results can be imagined.
Before the Lord Worshiping Fire Ming and others had time to put up much resistance, they were completely engulfed by the overwhelming golden sword light. The saints with weaker cultivation behind him didn't even have time to scream, and were cut into pieces by countless sword lights, and their corpses were cut into pieces.
No existence.
Your Lord is right.
Human beings are indeed an existence that goes against the laws of heaven!
This was the last thought of Fire Worshiping King before he lost consciousness.
Among the four masters of Wanjue Valley, the Phantom God King suffered the most miserable fate.
If it's a one-on-one confrontation, his unpredictable fighting style will definitely make him one of the most difficult saints to deal with in the world. However, when faced with such a large-scale, indiscriminate and uninterrupted attack, he is the nemesis of the illusion.
No matter how you change or how you create illusions, I don't even look at you. I just throw magic skills wildly in one direction. No matter how superb the illusion is, it has no use.
Without the advantage of illusion, the fate of the Phantom God King was almost the same as that of the ordinary saints behind him. He was directly sliced, divided, and shattered into slag by billions of sword lights, leaving not even a single intact bone.
Among the four, Chakravartin has the strongest defense. Thousands of Dharma Wheels of various colors are stacked up, and even Alibuda's "human and bird unity" cannot be easily broken. However, under the overwhelming golden sword light,
However, after all, he was outnumbered, but after holding on for more than ten breaths, he followed the footsteps of the other three people and burped without any trace of his body.
Seeing the four former colleagues, the once famous top masters, die so lightly, Dark Flame Dragon God couldn't help but feel a hint of awe and fear in his eyes when he looked at Zhong Wen.
The person who caused this overwhelming situation was none other than this young boy who looked to be under twenty years old.
The mysterious and unpredictable method of transmitting power made him extremely envious.
After this battle is over, I must make good friends with this young man. It would be best if he can use his methods to teach my three children some secrets of the Holy Spirit.
Now he does not belong to any strength, so he has no plans to take Zhong Wen under his command. He is just thinking about how to have a good relationship with this magical boy and provide some benefits for his descendants.
Little did he know that in Zhong Wen's mind, he had already been given the negative label of "the source of all evil". Not to mention being a good friend, if he got the chance one day, Bao Buqi would stab him in the back to vent his hatred.
"Senior Wuhen, be careful!"
Zhong Wen reminded loudly, "Don't get too close to the Chaos Clock!"
Seeing that all the enemies outside were killed, Taoist Wuhen, Ali Buda and others who were about to rush into the valley were slightly startled and hesitated for a moment.
"No need to go in, the magical skills taught by the little guy can come in handy!"
Yan Jin smiled slightly, pulled out a strangely shaped fiery red sword from somewhere, pointed at the Wan Jue Valley in the distance, and shouted softly, "The stars are falling!"
A super meteorite that covered the sky fell from the sky and quickly hit the direction pointed by Yan Jing's long sword. Its size was almost dozens of times that of Zhong Wen when he used this spiritual skill. It was like a small planet.
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The surface of the meteorite was shrouded in violent flames. The thickness of the flame wings could be described as "exaggerated", making the stone appear larger and larger. The scorching breath swept across the sky and the earth. Countless birds in the sky were affected by the disaster and were inexplicably wiped out.
Not even a feather was left behind.
Under the strong pressure of this flaming meteorite, even the saints from the surrounding sects had to disperse to avoid being affected.
I go!
This is what "Stars Falling" should look like!
Compared with him, I can only call it a "stone falling to the ground"!
Looking at the horrifying scene in front of him, which was like a meteor hitting the earth, Zhong Wen was dumbfounded. For the first time, he deeply felt that the ability of the five great sages to dominate the most glorious era in the world of cultivation was not in vain.
When this "Star Fall" was unleashed in the hands of a top boss like the leader of the Fire Emperor Sect, its majestic momentum and domineering power completely exceeded the limits of his imagination.
If hit by such a magical skill, not to mention a valley, or even half a country, will be reduced to rubble.
In the hands of Yan Jin, he already has such power. If he were replaced by the sword god Dugu Xingchen, wouldn't he be able to kill an empire easily?
As he imagined the scene of the sword god displaying this peerless sword skill in his mind, Zhong Wen couldn't help but feel distant and longing for it.
"The stars are falling!"
Voices sounded from all directions, followed closely by countless huge meteorites falling from the sky.
There are about a hundred saints who have accepted this "Star Fall", so in the sky, more than a hundred flaming meteorites of different shapes appeared in an instant. Even the smallest one was larger than Zhong Wen's.
More than ten times the size, the size of the Dark Flame Dragon God is almost the same as the embers, and its surface is covered with blazing black flames, which is truly terrifying.
Many giant meteorites appeared in the sky at the same time, swarming away in the same direction. The spectacle and momentum were so spectacular that it would be impossible to imagine it without seeing it with one's own eyes, and it would be difficult to describe it with words and words.
In the center of the Wanjue Valley, Lin Beizheng stood upright in the "Slaying the World and Destroying the World", with the Chaos Bell hanging behind his back and holding the Divine Machine Stick in his right hand, ready to strike at any time with the long stick to hit the innate spiritual treasure behind him.
Attack the enemy who breaks into the valley first.
With his level of cultivation, it was naturally impossible for him not to be able to sense the situation outside the valley.
Although he was surprised that King Huo Ming and others were defeated so quickly and did not delay the situation at all, his heart did not fluctuate much.
After all, the gap in numbers was there, and he didn't expect these subordinates to be able to turn things around and defeat the many with less.
Sure enough, you have to rely on yourself for everything!
With a faint smile on his lips, he tightened the magic stick in his right hand, raised his head and looked at the sky, without any hesitation in his eyes.
The next moment, his smile suddenly solidified, and the expression on his face was no longer calm.
Meteorite!
Meteorites all over the sky!
A huge meteorite filled with flames and smoke!
As if they possess spirituality, they are united as one, and they all face the hundreds of meteorites that are thrown at them!
"Dugu Xingchen!"
Lin Bei's eyes shone with extreme surprise, and he blurted out unconsciously.
There are no more than six people in the world who can make him fearful, and the Sword God Dugu Xingchen is undoubtedly one of them, and even the one that gives him the most headache.
No, that's not right!
It is impossible for Dugu Xingchen to produce so many meteorites in one go!
There must be hundreds of Dugu stars in this, right?
Could it be that I have been busy setting up formations recently and am overtired and have hallucinations?
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
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Just when Lin Bei was stunned and confused, more than a hundred flaming meteorites had crashed down mercilessly, triggering a series of terrifying impact sounds that resounded throughout the world. The violent flames spread in all directions, instantly covering the entire valley.