However, under such a momentum, Wang Hao didn't think so, and snorted disdainfully: "A group of crooked melons and cracked dates, just because you want me to die?"

These people were seriously injured before they came in, except for a few people who came in and recovered on the spot, the rest of them could be said to be waiting in anxiety and suffering, and they didn't even have time to clean up their injuries.

To put it bluntly, although these guys seem to have a large number of people, they have been suppressed by this tomb, and now they are still seriously injured, Wang Hao naturally will not take them seriously.

Even, now Wang Hao has absolute certainty that he can kill all these guys, even if there is a trace of malpractice in the end, he can also collect the corpses of the demon god and completely cause the collapse of the entire tomb, and these people will definitely die.

Compared to Wang Hao's composure, the faces of the monks of the Seventh Desolation around him became extremely difficult to look at.

To be honest, the vast majority of them don't want to fight Wang Hao.

After all, Wang Hao had the way to get out in his hands, and they could think of it, and even let Wang Hao escape on their behalf.

However, the current situation is that the two sides are facing each other, and there is no room for maneuver at all, and the only way is to die or die.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, the faces of the men of the Zhang family changed.

Their original purpose was to force Wang Hao to hand over the method, and then leave this place in troubled waters.

But now?

The situation turned out exactly the opposite of what they had imagined.

Seeing that the war was about to break out, a man from the Zhang family said with some unwillingness: "Wang Chen, you really want to fight with us, you can't live to the death!"

Hearing this, Wang Hao glanced at the man, and then sneered: "Wrong, it is you who die, we live, and anyone who stands in my way must die!"

At the moment when he finished speaking, Wang Hao's heart moved, and the sword of time and space in his hand moved, and in an instant, there was a buzzing sound.

I saw that countless laws of time and space converged in the entire hall, and Wang Hao forcibly pinched those laws of time and space into a long sword with the simulacrum creation technique.

In an instant, tens of thousands of long swords of the Cold Light Suo Suo appeared in the main hall, and a terrifying power swept out.

This is not the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, but he has seen Wang Chen perform it before, but Wang Hao can also do it with the false, at least much stronger than the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect that Wang Chen cast.

With tens of thousands of long swords condensed and formed in mid-air, the exclamations in the field suddenly rang out:

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

"Damn, Wang Chen, you really have mastered the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect!"

"It's not good, under the return of ten thousand swords to the sect, even the emperor has to be hated, although Wang Chen's cultivation has been suppressed, but we are the same, escape, quickly escape from this place!"

“……”

In the next second, those who originally wanted to deal with Wang Hao with the same hatred were just agitated, and one by one they didn't even have the idea of resisting, they just wanted to escape, and even, they would rather face the endless fierce beasts in the outside world than face this powerful Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect!

Seeing this scene, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth outlined a trace of arc, and he secretly said in his heart: "I've taken the bait!"

He had thought of using this trick to break up the opponent's joint forces, but he didn't expect the effect to be much better than he expected, which showed how strong the prestige of this Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect was in the Seventh Flood Desolation.

This also made Wang Hao look forward to it even more, if he was stationed in the Seventh Flood Wilderness, was it possible to master the real Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect? What kind of power did the real Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect have.

However, these thoughts were quickly suppressed by Wang Hao, and he glanced at the figure that was frantically surging towards the outside world, and waved his hand: "Kill!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of long swords pierced the sky, and the sound of swords in the entire hall was huohuo, and in the cold light, countless blood bloomed for it, and the screams resounded, and one after another corpses fell to the ground and died with unwillingness and horror.

However, in just a quarter of an hour, dozens of figures were all dead, and as far as the eye could see, the entire hall was full of blood and blood, corpses were everywhere, and countless stumps and broken arms pierced people's eyes and nerves.

At this point, the entire hall fell into a dead silence.

Li Wuji and Chen Nan looked at the corpses on the ground, their eyes flashing with a thick look of horror.

They can imagine that if they hadn't taken the initiative to find Wang Hao before, then they would probably also be part of the corpse on the ground.

The most important thing is that they have always heard that Wang Chen has mastered the Wang family's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, but they have always been reluctant to believe it, if nothing else, Wang Chen's cultivation is not too high, and they naturally do not believe that the latter can master such power.

But now looking at the tens of thousands of long swords that slowly dispersed, the horror in the eyes of the two of them became more and more intense, and he said secretly: "What a terrifying Wang Chen, no wonder he has no fear, no wonder he dares to slaughter Zhang Yun without saying a word, it turns out that he really has the power to slaughter everything." ”

After doing all this, Wang Hao came back to his senses, glanced at the corpse on the ground, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said secretly: "Fortunately, it was successful!"

Just now, if these guys united to resist, he would definitely not be able to achieve such an effect by casting a fake Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, but unfortunately, these guys were panicked at this moment, and they didn't think about resisting at all, so they were all killed by him easily.

Roar!

Roar!

……

At this moment, the roars of beasts resounded continuously.

Immediately afterwards, I saw countless fierce beasts break through the gate, and like a tide, they rushed into the main hall and devoured the corpses on the ground.

At this point, Li Wuji and Chen Nan completely came back to their senses, glanced at each other, and couldn't care about the shock in their hearts that Wang Hao had displayed a fake Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, and subconsciously leaned over to Wang Hao's side and said, "Brother Wang Chen, let's go!"

Hearing this, Wang Hao nodded, and with a thought, he flew directly towards the corpse of the demon god.

Seeing this, Li Wou-Ki and Chen Nan did not hesitate, and flew over immediately afterwards.

After arriving, Wang Hao directly opened the Middle Thousand World to include the corpse of the demon god.

Without the existence of the corpse of the demon god, the entire hall began to collapse, and endless spatial cracks emerged, and it could be clearly seen that countless fierce beasts did not even have any power to react.

Within that spatial rift, Wang Hao controlled the pear hairpin with one hand, and a force of time and space enveloped the three of them.

Looking at the collapsed scene, Li Wuji and Chen Nan couldn't help but swallow their saliva and said, "It's so dangerous!"

"What a terrifying power!"

After a long while, the two came back to their senses, looked at Wang Hao beside them and said, "Brother Wang Chen, what should we do next?"

(End of chapter)