The fire of killing finally started, and many saints who had not obtained the Nether Fruit began to besiege the people around them. The power of creation strangled each other in the air, blood was spilled, and heads were separated. Many saints had to rush to take out the fruit, but they had not yet taken it.
He was besieged by dozens of people, and countless magic weapons penetrated the body, causing red and green blood to flow all over the ground.
At this time, the Holy Son of the super powerful sect showed his absolute strength. After killing nearly a hundred people who blocked his way, he flew into the spring. The gap between the three disasters and creation is difficult to overcome. After reaching the realm of the three disasters, after each disaster is passed, the soul
The will will increase infinitely, and any movement of a finger will have the power to oppress the people. The brutal civil war ended half an hour later. The Holy Son who did not get the Nether Fruit or was still in the civil war was all swallowed up by the waves. Amidst the slight screams, there was no residue.
remain.
Xiaoyu took the lead to enter the spring. On the flat and dry ground, there were countless forks and hundreds of cave entrances dotted on the stone wall in front. Each cave was exactly the same size, as if it was letting people choose.
After scanning the many cave entrances, Xiaoyu randomly selected one of them and entered it.
Afterwards, many saints arrived around the entrance of the cave, and the light of law in the sky marks swayed down again, blessing everyone. This time the blessing was even stronger, with more than a million. Amidst countless howls of pain, all the saints
The realm began to seriously deteriorate, and the light of creation in the body was oppressed and sealed, turning into pure mana. Not only that, the elemental power in the body also began to unify, seeming to have returned to the same starting point.
"Soul condensation." Everyone roared, what does this mean? Make everyone the same?
All the saints have become the soul-condensing state, especially the three-disaster saints of the super sect. They are all shocked. After the state has regressed, all the advantages are gone. Now everyone is in the same state, even Yuan Yuan.
Their strength is equal to each other. If they try to fight one against a hundred, they will probably be blown to pieces in an instant.
"This is the law of immortals! It is absolutely the law of immortals, otherwise it would be impossible to reverse the power of the sealed disaster. It seems that there once was an immortal in the immortal world here." A saint son shouted.
"Haha! God is really helping me, Lu Zhengyang. You destroyed the Zhenwo Zizi Sect lineage a hundred years ago, and I escaped with my life from the sect. Today, God helps me and kills you." Suddenly, among many saint sons,
, someone finally started to attack and wanted to kill the super sect’s holy son.
After the man roared, his murderous intent was no longer concealed, and his artistic conception was accompanied by a blow of magic power. From the ring, many earth treasure weapons and hundreds of weapons flew out, killing Lu Zhengyang.
Lu Zheng's eyes filled with evil anger, the Holy Son of the Xiaopai actually dared to say that he would behead himself. The rhythm of the sky rose with the sound of the heaven and the earth. In just one stroke, the free magic power was broken. He grabbed it hard with his palm, and thousands of phoenix sounds shook the earth treasure apart.
Capture the Holy Son.
"Senior brothers, please help me. These super sects don't treat us as human beings at all. They exploit and pay tribute every year. As long as these saint sons are killed, their sects will definitely be in decline. By then, many of our sects will be able to take the opportunity to rise." That saint
The boy resisted and began to roar.
The eyes of the other saints all flickered. Above the waves, these super sects had already caused dissatisfaction by snatching many Nether Fruits. Now that they are in the same realm, who is afraid of whom? Moreover, each of these saints has countless luck and opportunities. Kill them.
, snatched it, it was so pleasant.
Countless magic lights, together with many magic weapons, earthly artifacts, and heavenly treasures, were squeezed out and pointed directly at the super sect's saint son and saint. At this moment, the eternal resentment between other sects against the super sect was completely ignited and detonated.
Many of the orthodox traditions that were destroyed, the characters' eyes were red, and their magic power was brewing, and they besieged the Holy Son of the super powerful sect.
The Four Saints of Dusk, Hongluan, Mu Zixuan, and the Saints of the Twelve Families were all besieged by the Saints of the other sects. The soul-condensing realm was unable to exert the power of the Tianbao in their hands. In case of an emergency, after resisting for a while, all the Saints of the super sect were injured.
Breaking through the siege, they each flew into the cave entrance.
"Chase and never let them escape!"
"Killing these monsters, do you really think you represent the way of heaven?"
"Kill, kill them."
Amidst the shouts, countless saints began to seize the opportunity in front of them, chasing down those super sect saints who escaped into the cave.
Xiaoyu had been in the cave for a long time, and the cave was cool and fresh. The further he flew inside, the bigger he became, but the surroundings were surrounded by gloomy air, and many decayed bones were scattered everywhere along the way.
During the flight, Xiaoyu stopped three times. He always felt that there was a pair of ferocious eyes staring at him in the dark place. However, he stopped and checked three times and found nothing. He had no doubt about his feeling. He had
After the power of origin, you can always feel that many people cannot detect things.
After a while, Xiaoyu stopped again: "Who is this sneaky person? Come out."
There was silence all around, words were heard far away in the cave, and a fierce light appeared in Xiaoyu's eyes. This feeling of being watched made him feel chills all over his body. If he couldn't find the other party, he would completely collapse the entrance to the cave behind.
Just when his patience ran out, a stream of light came from behind and seemed to be escaping quickly. Seeing the sky in front of him blocking the way, he shouted coldly: "Get out of here."
Xiaoyu was in a bad mood. When he heard the curse, he raised his hand and struck out with the Divine Fist of the Times. The aura of the times overflowed with primitive light, bringing forth a glorious blow from the avenue. The terrifying fluctuations were so rapid that no one could defend himself.
The man's face was frightened, and he used the Tianbao Magic Mirror to resist the Divine Fist of the Times. However, the distance between the two parties was too close, only about two feet away. At such a close distance, the light of the Divine Fist of the Times was even more terrifying, and then the "touch"
With one sound, the man was pushed back a hundred feet away, and the strong aura of the times began to weather the Tianbao Mirror. My body was shattered by the shock of the divine fist, and countless pieces of blood spewed out of my mouth.
Xiaoyu flew over indifferently and stepped on the boy with one foot: "Tell me to get lost? Do you really think that I am an invincible creature? Are you just arrogant because of a soul condensation, are you looking for death?"
The man yelled: "You bastard, you know I am...ah!"
Xiaoyu stepped directly on the man's face with his big foot: "I want face, now I ask questions and you answer them. If you want to die, just start cursing and I will step on your head."
The body of the Holy Son of the Long family was about to explode in humiliation. He was in the three-disaster realm and bound by the law, but was actually stepped on by a big ant in the face. This kind of insult has almost made his Taoist heart collapse, and he may become a demon at any time.
Xiaoyu saw the Holy Son on the ground with blood-red eyes and countless blood clots spurting out of his mouth. He knew that it was impossible for him to cooperate, so he might as well stomp him to death.
"Stop, hand this person over." Just as he was about to trample the opponent to death, seven Dharma lights approached quickly. Before the person arrived, the sound of Dharma roared out.
Xiaoyu sneered, and stepped hard with his big foot. The man's head was directly exploded by the foot. The sound of sonic boom on the ground resounded, and the whole cave shook and floated.
The head of the Holy Son of the Long Family was trampled and exploded into pieces. Countless ink-like shadows flew out from the headless corpse, tens of thousands in total. These shadows broke the skymark space and escaped.
The seven people came closer and saw Xiaoyu trampling their prey to death. They roared and howled: "You damn bastard, you actually let all his soul and thoughts escape. Do you know who the other person is? After he recovers, we will
Everyone is going to die!"
"You want to die? You don't need to wait for him to recover, you have to die now." Xiaoyu didn't talk nonsense to this group of people at all. He condensed all three thousand yuan of souls and killed effortlessly. Two moves from the primitive era and the stone age were superimposed.
Overflowing terrifying power rushed over, and before the fist light arrived, the person was already cold.
"No, quickly resist." The terrifying fist light has arrived, and the seven saints howled in anger, and countless magic lights began to resist frantically, in an attempt to defend the light of this fist. (To be continued)