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For man, at some point it is more torturous than death.

For example, now, Ling Zifeng could only hold on to the soul devouring and gritted his teeth to watch the blood floating in the sky, countless lives fell here, the soul was scattered, and the bones were gone.

Blood filled the sky, bones filled the valley, and the world seemed to have lost all its color except the crimson sea of blood.

Vomit!

Ling Zifeng bent down and lowered his head, this kind of Shura killing field, which was even more tragic than purgatory, made his stomach turn over for a while, and he almost vomited out all the bile, even Luo Tianzun, these old monsters who had lived for endless years, couldn't help but close their eyes.

For the people of the rivers and lakes, killing people may not be a fearful thing, and even like Ling Zifeng, the lives of people who died under his hands were not 20,000 but 10,000, and they were murderous demons who escaped alive.

But

It's one thing to kill someone, it's another thing to watch someone else kill someone.

When you are in purgatory, the bones around you are piled up, when you watch the blood flowing like a river, the white organs rolling on the ground, and the brains of people floating like a fountain, you will understand what cruelty is and what is unbearable.

It's just that he couldn't bear it, Ling Zifeng could only keep his eyes open and watch quietly. He had nothing to do but watch them die and watch them seriously. Because these are hatreds, when he sets foot on the battlefield, he will definitely get it back a thousand times and a hundred times.

Gather sentient beings, do not extinguish the will, condense my heart, do not extinguish the will...

The strong words that regard death as home are still endless, and the ambition of not retreating from death is still being staged.

Above the void,

On the blood-soaked pagoda, a red light appeared, swirling around it, and the broken walls, mottled doorways, and broken tiles were quickly disappearing.

Buzz!

The Soul Devouring Sword in Ling Zifeng's hand trembled with a crisp hissing sound, and a black mist lingered on the crimson blade.

"Strange, isn't the evil qi in this sword sealed by the Heavenly Heart Monument?" Ling Zifeng looked down at the Soul Devouring Sword, muttering to himself with some confusion.

But the Soul Eater Sword seemed to be alive at this time, and he actually wanted to break free from his control, and the black mist actually had some kind of strange connection with the Zuta in the void, summoning the Soul Eater Sword to return.

While Yue Tianzun and the others were sacrificing the ancestral tower with blood, the cyclops side still did not stop their deeds, and the red light on the altar under the Fulong Slope burst into the sky again, completely activating the whirlpool in that void.

Roar!

In that terrifying whirlpool, there was a peerless murderer roaring, and a terrifying black flame hand pierced through the void and grabbed towards Yi Jianzong, who was killing frantically.

"Not good!"

Yi Jianzong screamed secretly, kicked out with both feet in a row, and kicked all the cyclops on the side into the whirlpool, and the long sword in his hand turned into three thousand six hundred sword gangs, protecting the whole body impenetrable, dodging and retreating quickly, this series of movements was like a cloud of water flowing in the same direction, dazzling to see.

But that black flame hand didn't seem to have the intention of letting Yi Jianzong go, those cyclops who were kicked by Yi Jianzong turned into ashes in an instant when they touched it, and they couldn't stop him from taking half a step at all, and they quickly grabbed Yi Jianzong's head.

"It's too much to deceive people, I'm really afraid that you won't succeed!"

Seeing that this big hand was entangled, Yi Jianzong was also aroused by the anger in his heart, he had been in Kyushu for endless years, when had he suffered this kind of escape for his life.

Shout!

Yi Jianzong's face was gloomy, the sword momentum in his hand changed, and all the sword gangs instantly merged into one, condensing a huge sword gang, and the sword qi that killed the sharp edge almost pierced the void.

"Ten thousand swords are free, I am immortal, heaven and man are one, and the heavenly sword is decisive. ”

I saw Yi Jianzong roar angrily, and the whole person merged into the huge sword gang, and the endless thunder dragon lightning swirled around the sword gang, turning into the sound of wind and thunder, shooting out the edge that pierced the heavens and the earth, and rushed towards the black flame hand that shrouded it.

Rumble!

The sharp sword gang collided violently with the black flame hand, and I saw that within a hundred zhang of the surrounding area, the energy was surging and rolling, and the space was squeezed and shattered.

"What a powerful sword technique, is this the ending sword move of the Shushan Sword Sect!"

Ling Zifeng's face changed, as far as he knew, in terms of the strength of sword moves, Shushan was definitely among the best, Yi Jianzong was the master of a sect, immersed in the sword path for endless years, this move Heavenly Sword Duel, I am afraid that even the strong people of the Sun Realm may not dare to fight hard.

Burst!

Just as he looked up and sighed, the ten thousand zhang sword gang was suddenly crushed by a big hand.

Yi Jianzong, who was the unity of heaven and man, felt as if he had been hit by a boulder of tens of millions of catties, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the person was like a kite with a broken string, and was knocked out.

But those big hands grabbed it out relentlessly, and pinched Yi Jianzong in his hands.

"After countless years of soldiers, I can't imagine that you still haven't made any progress, which is really disappointing to the deity. ”

A low sigh came from the whirlpool, and a pair of huge feet stepped out of it.

It was an old giant, nearly ten zhang tall, with a fiery red head draped over his shoulders, a bloodthirsty light shot out from the huge lantern-like eyeholes, holding Yi Jianzong in his hand, his crimson tongue licking the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile.

Ho... Ho ho ......

Yi Jianzong gasped fiercely, but no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free from the control of that big hand.

"It's really boring, the deity Heavenly Dragon King, when you get to the Netherworld, you must remember who killed you. ”

The cyclops smiled coldly, and after saying that, he smashed Yi Jianzong's head with a slap, and the rest of the body was smashed down by him.

Hiss!

The fierce fighting below stopped, and they all looked at the battle situation in the void, just taking this scene into their eyes, and they couldn't help but gasp one by one.

Strong!

It's too strong!

Yi Jianzong was at the peak of Haoyue's combat power, and I am afraid that even the strongest person in the Solar Realm would not be able to defeat him so easily, let alone kill him with one move.

And this Heavenly Dragon King, he only used one move, not a single move to be exact, just a palm, and one palm made Yi Jianzong unable to resist.

The living Kyushu boy had a desperate look in his eyes, and the Heavenly Dragon King standing in the void exuded a fierce and monstrous aura.

This is a living true demon, when he makes a move, the entire Kyushu will be unstoppable, even if the Zuta has descended, I am afraid it will not be able to stop his pace of killing.

"This Heavenly Dragon King, how is it compared to your predecessors?"

The shock in Ling Zifeng's eyes had not faded, and there was a dryness in his throat, the strength of the Dragon King was definitely something he had seen in his life.

He had only seen such a powerful combat power once, and that was the ancient corner that he had glimpsed in the tomb of the Buddha in the Ten Thousand Miles of Heavenly Desolation.

Now that the tragedy is repeating itself, who else can stop the pace of these demons killing.

Alas!

Several old monsters beside him sighed with difficulty, and Ling Zifeng understood what they meant, if they made a move, the end would probably not be much better than that of Yi Jianzong.

"Humph!"

"The old man wants to see how strong the Dragon King is this day, whether he kills me or not only with one move. ”

Ming Tianzun, who stood in the shadows and rarely spoke, stepped out, and his dark eyes were full of cold anger.

As living fossils, they have long been not afraid of death, but the people present are all old brothers who have known each other for countless years, seeing Yi Jianzong die, but they can't do anything, and the sadness of the rabbit and the fox is unbearable.

The peak cultivation of the Solar Realm was completely aroused, and at this time, he was like a true god who had come out of the ancient era, and his body was shrouded in a looming transparent void light.

Protective Divine Light!

Ling Zifeng could see at a glance that this was the divine light protection body that only the peak powerhouses of the Sun Solar Realm possessed, as long as the divine light was not extinguished, their deity would be able to be inviolated, and nothing could be broken.

"Brother Shaoyou, don't be reckless, don't forget our mission!"

Luo Tianzun grabbed the emotional Ming Tianzun and shook his head heavily at him.

With the cultivation of the famous Tianzun and the name of Shaoyou, if he goes, it is just a death, even if he can kill the Heavenly Dragon King, but who knows what king will come out of the back.

There are only a few of the peak powerhouses present in the Kyushu forces who are alive, and the number of people on the other side is still unknown, so it is not worth such sacrifice.

(End of chapter)

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