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The Killing Realm cultivator looked at the black hole and inexplicably felt fear......

The Demon King of the Thousand Layer Pagoda was all killed, and was killed by a young man in golden armor. So now many demon soldiers and demons will retreat step by step.

The young man didn't take a step forward, they took a step back. No one was going to fight him, and no one wanted to die on their own.

The flesh Zhang Haoran and the Mighty Bear King followed behind, shocked by Zhang Haoran's strength and knew that the distance between them and Zhang Haoran was getting farther and farther away, maybe it was difficult for them to see Zhang Haoran again after this incident.

The huge disparity in strength cannot be made up for by endless years of cultivation alone. There are blessings here, and there is also great luck.

"Where are the people of the Demon Fox Clan imprisoned?" Zhang Haoran said when he came to the thousand-layer tower in front of him and landed with his feet.

The sound rolled away like thunder, and the ground shattered and exploded. Even the demon soldiers and demon generals who were watching around felt the shaking, and their heads were buzzing and dizzy.

With a bang, millions of people retreated again and again, bursting back 100 meters away.

But with the sound of the voice, they can already kill them in seconds, this kind of power is incredible.

It's just that there is no reaction in the thousand-layer tower, this is the most powerful place in the demon world, and no one dares to come out to fight.

In it, there is a great power that is not weaker than that of the immortal soldiers, but I don't know why I don't fight.

"What should I do?" The demon soldiers and demon generals watched from afar, this person killed all their kings, so at this moment they were leaderless, they didn't dare to come forward to fight, and they didn't know how to retreat.

"Withdraw. Here we will be killed sooner or later. The other demon general spoke up with an idea, and the man had already begun to move slowly and withdrew.

This kind of combat occasion is not something they can mix.

At the same time, the original millions of monks also began to retreat one after another, and Zhang Haoran in front of him was neither his own nor an enemy, and there was no point in them staying at all. Fight again, kill yourself!

Zhang Haoran closed his eyes slightly and looked at the Thousand Layer Tower, but no one answered inside. This made her angry, and she opened her mouth to inhale, like a dragon sucking and whirring, causing the trees around her to shake, and the stones and sand to fly.

The strength is strong enough to be described as chaotic and secret, and at this moment, the surrounding spaces are crumbling. At this time, there was a figure on the thousand-story tower that disappeared, and rushed directly towards Zhang Haoran.

"Bold monk, look for death!" The people who came were two old men, with a mysterious aura around their bodies, and a trace of black qi appeared with fangs and claws, and the sound was terrifying.

"Huh, human souls?" The strength of these two old men is not very strong, and they are only at the peak of the ninth level of the Killing Realm. Originally, Zhang Haoran could kill them with one shot, but the inexplicable Zhang Haoran actually felt fear.

This fear made his strength drop inexplicably, as if his heart was trembling, and his fighting spirit was greatly dissipated. This had never happened before, especially since the fear seemed to be that he had heard countless terrible cries.

There are old people, there are children, there are women......

It's all human voices, dying voices.

This kind of voice is the real sound of death, and there are even bloody scenes in front of his eyes, digging out his heart and begging for his liver, and sacrificing him alive.

In the world of blood, what the eye can see is a terrifying and primitive scene, like a slaughterhouse. Man-made meat, chopping with a knife!

"You, you actually ......" Zhang Haoran's fear was because these two skinny old men like devils actually sacrificed their lives, using the most terrible screams they made before they died as a move for Nie people's souls. The enemy was frightened by the screams of his kind in his heart, and at the same time his combat effectiveness decreased, and then when he lost his mind and was in a trance, he was taken advantage of by the old man in front of him!

"Die!" The two old men had already come to Zhang Haoran's side, each with their hands facing their chests, their hands like sharp claws, sharp and dark with light.

And even blood!

"Damn!" In a trance and shock, Zhang Haoran retreated, flashed the attack, and looked at the two again. They still have blood on their hands, blood......

"You killed people just now?" Zhang Haoran knew that their killing was the scene he saw when he was in a trance, so they killed people and dug out their hearts and livers, which was extremely cruel.

"Yes. When I killed, I cut my stomach with my fingernails, and listened to their screams, which broke my heart and lungs, and my flesh and blood splattered...... That feeling is so subtle, so refreshing. ”

An old man grinned with his eyes slightly closed, his teeth like a beast were open and bloody, making Zhang Haoran look at these people as if they were thousands of kilometers apart.

"Not good, the sound of confusion. Gathering his mind, Zhang Haoran first felt that he also had a sense of danger after becoming an immortal.

This feeling did not come from the two old men in front of them, but from what seemed to be moving inside the thousand-story tower.

"Do you feel it? For you, everyone in our Myevenous Pagoda is opening the killing ring, disemboweling all the unarmed humans, completing the blood sacrifice, and summoning our Demon Emperor to come out and kill you!"

The two old men said gloomily, and after speaking, they looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, as hideous as demons.

"What?, life sacrifice?" Hearing this voice, Zhang Haoran's whole body was exposed. The meaning of the living sacrifice is to use the living person as a kind of formation, and the sacrifice is made to produce great power!

Although the power is strong and summoning, it also means that it requires countless blood sacrifices to be made. And because of this......

"Die!" Zhang Haoran was angry, murderous. The golden gun in his hand flashed and disappeared. When the two old men couldn't even dodge, they took their lives.

No matter how much the Ghost Demon was no match for him, he had to go inside to stop the killing. How many people will the other party kill!

The figure flashed and rushed towards the thousand-layer tower.

But at this time, more than ten black shadows flashed in the thousand-story tower again, and more than a dozen bloody old men appeared. It's the same as the two old men before.

"Die!"

The golden gun in Zhang Haoran's hand passed by, and the strong light flashed and directly killed more than ten old men. It's blazing fast!

"Woo Woo ......"

The Thousand Layer Tower once again bounced more than a hundred figures, and each of them was actually a ninth level of the Killing Realm!

These people did not pose the slightest threat to Zhang Haoran, except for the demonic magic that was similar to confusion. But the advantage is that there are many of them, and now Zhang Haoran is being forced to be a little anxious.

The smell of blood inside became stronger and stronger, which forced him to quickly speed up and break into the thousand-story tower, preparing to stop the continued killing.

But there are so many people at this time......

"Boom!"

Suddenly, just when Zhang Haoran was still thinking about how to quickly enter the Thousand Layer Tower, a powerful attack came from behind, which made him have to dodge, and at the same time looked behind him in horror.

Tens of thousands of silver-armored immortal soldiers appeared in the sky, each of them was covered in silver armor, and the immortal weapons in their hands were dazzling.

These are the Immortal Class disciples of the major sects!

"Are you going to stop me? There's a blood sacrifice inside!" Zhang Haoran could kill these Xianban disciples who were looking for revenge, but now he still had to stop what was happening inside.

Zhang Haoran didn't know how powerful the Demon Emperor was, but the tragic killing alone had made Zhang Haoran desperate to go in and kill these hateful demon cultivators!

"If you kill my sect disciples, damn it!" These immortal class disciples are here to kill Zhang Haoran, even if he is an immortal monarch, but this is not his step-by-step cultivation, it is just a great opportunity.

So now that they are all out, they will definitely be able to kill him!

"Do you want to watch the big slaughter unfold inside?" "It's okay to kill monks, kill those unarmed ordinary people, and also ask for blood sacrifices, which Zhang Haoran disagrees with.

There is the hatred of Ahri first, and now there is the hatred of blood sacrifice. How could he endure this kind of thing?

"Kill!"

These immortal class disciples didn't listen to Zhang Haoran's words at all, they only had one intention when they received the master, kill!

This person cannot exist in the immortal realm because he has that person's breath in him.

As for who it was, their Immortal Class disciples had no right to know. But they had to hear the word of the Lord.

More than 10,000 immortal soldiers sacrificed their weapons, and for a while, thousands of lights flashed in the sky, and some weapons directly transformed into human figures or beast shadows and pounced on Zhang Haoran.

"Look for death!" The Mighty Bear King was afraid, but how could he stand by and watch as many immortal soldiers attacked Zhang Haoran alone?

At the same time, there was also the physical body Zhang Haoran, and now at this time, seeing so many people attacking him, how could he not see it?

At that moment, twelve flags appeared around the body, and the defense was immediately formed. Before, it was fully open on all sides, but now it is fully open on all twelve sides and killed the immortal soldiers.

The demon soldiers and demon generals of the Mighty Bear King were also in a roar, rushing all over the sky.

"Don't!" Zhang Haoran was immediately frightened when he saw this scene. The strength of the immortal class disciples is at the immortal level, and they only have to find death in the past!

If you don't break through to become an immortal, you don't know this kind of power at all, but ......

As he spoke, Phantom Niang, Wukong, and Su Feisheng appeared in silver armor, turned into three shadows, and killed many immortal soldiers.

"Boom!"

The first to die were countless demon soldiers and demon generals, whose strength could be ignored in front of the immortal level, so every immortal soldier who issued a move would inevitably take the lives of thousands of demon soldiers and demon generals.

This attack is powerful and powders everything.

During the flickering period, the demon soldier will die without leaving a corpse, and the powder is nothing.

"Die!" The body of the Mighty Bear King changed from walking to running, and his body suddenly turned into a powerful Bear King, beating his chest and looking up to the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.

But when an immortal soldier appeared in front of him, he directly slapped him thousands of kilometers away with one palm, and finally smashed to the ground without a sound.

"Qi Qi!" Zhang Haoran, the flesh body, attacked strongly, and the twelve light masks were outside to resist the attack of an immortal soldier, and he immediately ordered Qi Qi to attack.

In terms of strength, Qi Qi is a little stronger than him, so now he is trying his best to attack, using himself as a defense, and Qi Qi attacking sideways.

Click......

At this moment, the defense formed by the twelve flags that had just been attacked and defended by an immortal soldier actually made a clicking explosion......

"What's wrong?" Zhang Haoran, the physical body, was frightened, wondering in his heart if it should be......

"Peng!"

The defensive cover suddenly shattered, and Zhang Haoran looked at himself in horror when he had won a hundred battles and had a strong defense......

With a thump of his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

(Enlightenment Book Network)