The red-haired giant palm waved rapidly, and its fingers were like divine pillars, and a large number of spiritual cultivators died every time it was photographed.

Seeing that these scattered cultivators were rapidly falling, the four major forces also quickly ordered their subordinates to evacuate, wanting to avoid this place far away.

But something desperate happened, the body of the Killing King flickered, and four identical clones appeared, but their breath was much weaker, and they were not as powerful as the main body.

"This is a forbidden technique, there is a supreme mystery, and according to legend, it has long been lost!" someone shouted, unable to believe his eyes.

At this point, people have already felt a deep powerlessness, one red-haired monster is enough to defy the sky, and it can easily slaughter everyone, and now there are four more, how to resist.

The four clones chased towards the four major forces, and the speed was extremely fast, like lightning.

At this time, the main body of the Killing King had already killed half of the scattered cultivators, and most of them were swallowed by him, and they died extremely aggrieved.

Everyone tried their best to resist, but the difference in strength was too far, and all the attacks hit the monster like scratching the boots, and they couldn't do any damage.

When the giant palm that covered the sky pressed down again, it just shrouded Yang Ling, and in an instant, his cold hair exploded, and he felt extremely dangerous.

Even though the strength of his physical body was far beyond that of people in the same realm, it still crackled, and he was about to turn into flesh.

At this moment of life and death, the Soul Shattering Spear in his dantian kept trembling, and the last remnant of 'Wusheng' was about to burst out.

The crazy Killing King seemed to have sensed something, and the giant palm quickly retracted, and then stared at Yang Ling in the crowd, casting a cold breath, which was enough to freeze the world.

He seemed to be scared, and roared, "Human, when I recover, I will definitely come to kill you!"

With that, he turned and departed.

Yang Ling and all the spiritual cultivators around him were pardoned, and the others didn't know who the red-haired monster was talking to.

"It seems that he is not in good shape, I don't know what happened in ancient times, to make such a powerful monster injured, after countless years without recovery. ”

The scattered cultivators who were lucky enough to survive were all in shock, and they didn't want to find out who the monster was afraid of, but they scattered in a hurry and quickly left the long plain.

Yang Ling's eyes flickered, and he didn't leave immediately, but stood on a high place and watched the battle between the Killing King and the four major forces.

He looked at the past from afar, and in a short moment, the four major forces had already suffered heavy casualties, and their army was almost half killed or wounded, and they had no power to resist under the surging attack of this behemoth.

On the other hand, the loss on the Black Cliff side was the smallest, because Hong Yuze was strong enough to lead all the spiritual cultivators under his command to resist.

I saw that it was dark and the air flow was disordered, Hong Yuze held a big knife in his hand and raised his head to the sky and roared, and each knife burst out with the strongest power.

He stepped on the golden eye, extremely flexible, and kept rotating around the clone of the killing king, and the swords in the sky were chaotic and misty, shining brightly, and the swords were urging people's lives.

The whole body was full of qi and blood, rushing into the sky, the whole person seemed to be burning, as if urging the secret method, and his strength soared rapidly.

The shadow of the knife is heavy, every knife is smooth, flawless, every time the red-haired monster's attack is intercepted by his knife net, although every interception is like being struck by lightning, and his whole body is in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, without giving up.

This is the heart of the strong, in the confrontation with the enemy, we must move forward bravely, put the death and then live, so that we can make progress, otherwise we will not be able to reach the top for the rest of our lives.

And the clone of the Killing King was even more terrifying, the big foot was trampled, the space trembled, and the light in the giant palm was bright, as if holding stars, extremely brilliant, and each palm made Hong Yuze difficult to parry.

The two collided quickly, Hong Yuze snorted, and under tremendous pressure, the skin on his body was open and his bones were broken.

Unsteady on his feet, he fell from the golden-eyed eagle, which could no longer withstand the huge impact and was scattered to the ground as minced flesh.

But before he could fall to the ground, another golden-eyed eagle quickly flew up and dragged him up and continued to fight.

In other battlefields, the situation was even more unbearable, the other three major forces had already collapsed, the spiritual cultivators had suffered heavy casualties, and the army of warriors had more than half of them killed or wounded, for them, this was simply more terrible than the doomsday catastrophe.

At this moment, everywhere Yang Ling's eyes could be seen was already stained red with blood, and there were corpses everywhere, it was simply purgatory on earth.

The main body of the Killing King did not attack, but looked into the distance from above, not knowing what he was searching for.

At this moment, the piercing sound of breaking the sky came from the distant sky, and I saw a tower shadow appear in the sky in the east, and the three-legged tripod in the west, a large seal in the south, and a heavenly spear in the north.

These four virtual images have some kind of special connection, resonate with each other, and fly extremely fast, appearing around the main body of the Killing King in the blink of an eye.

There are countless mysterious lines flickering in the shadow of the tower, the shadow of the ding, the shadow, the shadow, and the shadow of the spear, as if communicating something.

"How is it possible that such a filthy world has ancient relics that have been blessed by sacrifices?"

Yang Ling could see that the huge tower shadow was the same as the Tower of Babel in Babel City, and when he saw this familiar tower shadow, his heart was excited and he felt very cordial.

But a moment later, the Killing King sneered in a low voice, "It turned out to be just an imitation!"

Although his tone was contemptuous, he was still fully guarded, and his body shrank to the size of ten zhang, but the momentum that erupted from his body was stronger.

The next moment, a great battle broke out, and I saw that the four phantoms were connected by countless lights, instantly forming a cage of heaven and earth, trapping the Killing King inside.

Then there were endless attacks from the four phantoms to kill, for a moment. The energy in the sky was raging, and the brilliance was brilliant, like the explosion of countless big stars.

In other places, the battle continued, Hong Yuze was already covered in injuries and his breath was weak, but after taking a spiritual object, his state reached its peak again.

His sword technique is natural, and one move is like a heavenly river flowing backwards, his body is full of dazzling light, and his body is like a heavenly dragon flying up and down.

However, the opponent is too strong, even if the main body is under attack, it will not affect the combat effectiveness of the four clones in the slightest.

'Boom~'

The knife and the fist collided with the sky, Hong Yuze vomited blood, and the big knife in his hand could no longer bear it, and it was divided into two.

"Knives are coming!" he kept swallowing the healing elixir, then shouted angrily.

I saw countless big knives flying up from the hands of the black armor army, turning into a rain of swords and killing the opponent.

Such a scene was luxurious and spectacular, and everyone held their breath and watched carefully, hoping that the red-haired monster would be hacked to death.

However, they were still disappointed, even though the rain of knives was magnificent, but it hit the opponent as if it was hitting the iron stone, and it made a crisp sound of 'clanging'.

And Hong Yuze was hit by the punch that came out of nowhere, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, flying into the distance.

By this time, the three of them had already been killed and wounded, and their spiritual cultivators had completely abandoned their army of warriors and fled for their lives.

The lord of Heming Valley asked the sky, Wu Heng, the lord of Wujiabao Fort, and Gui Yuanying, the main person of the non-return mountain, were all seriously injured, and if it were not for the healing medicine to save their lives, they might have fallen.

Seeing that Hong Yuze was about to die, some of his black-armored armies even formed a humanoid city wall desperately, hoping to resist the attack of the Killing King.

However, they were so weak that they died and were injured before they could even hold up ten breaths.

All this was so tragic that even Yang Ling, who was standing from a distance and watching, couldn't bear it, and wanted to release the last remnant of the Soul Shattering Spear to deal with the Killing King.

But he still held back, because he was not completely sure that he would win, and even if he did, he might not be able to leave alive.

Hong Yuze was covered in blood, sitting in the sea of corpses and blood, he kept swallowing spiritual objects, and his body was rapidly transforming.

Suddenly, the space around him shook violently, and the aura of the whole person skyrocketed, and even the clone of the Killing King couldn't help but look sideways.

Yang Ling knew that Hong Yuze had broken through, and he was able to make a breakthrough in such a desperate place, so you can imagine how rebellious this person's perseverance and qualifications were.

Seeing that the battle between them was about to continue, there was a change in the sky.

Originally, the main body of the Killing King was trapped and killed by four treasures, but it was still able to gain the upper hand.

But just now, three more Babel Phantoms flew quickly from the east, and then the other three Treasure Phantoms also appeared one by one.

In the blink of an eye, these phantoms covered with mysterious patterns joined the team that trapped the red-haired monster.

At this time, the Killing King was finally in a predicament, he kept roaring, his mouth spewed fire, his eyes were thunder and lightning, and the red hair on his whole body was like a group of demons dancing and whipping.

And the four clones no longer continued to hunt down the four forces, but quickly returned and merged with his main body.

In an instant, the momentum of the Killing King skyrocketed, and his big hand pushed sideways, with the power to turn the tide, and slapped towards the three-legged phantom.

'Bang~'

The earth-shattering sound sounded, and the three-legged tripod phantom flew out upside down, and the lines on the tripod kept swaying.

And there was a great flaw in the cage of heaven and earth, and taking advantage of this rare opportunity, the killing king made a decisive impact and quickly left from that flaw.

"Humans, when I fully recover, I will slaughter you one by one!"

He was furious, roared loudly, hoarse and loud, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Finally, the crisis in the Long Plains was lifted, but only sadness and pain were left for people, and the mountains were full of corpses, which seemed to have turned into a battlefield of Shura, which made people can't help but chill and panic.

At this time, Yang Ling's heart was extremely tormented, because he knew that He Shuyao was in the Changping Plains, and now he didn't know what was going on, whether it was safe or not.

He was also worried about the safety of Liao Feng and Yin Hui, because those two were friends with him in life and death.

Seeing the black armor army on the side of the Black Cliff dead and wounded, he had mixed feelings in his heart, because some of them had sacrificed their lives to protect him, but they died at this time.

Hong Yuze's breakthrough was not good news for Yang Ling, but he was also grateful to the Killing King who had killed many of the Black Cliff spiritual cultivators, and also helped him remove some potential threats and obstacles in disguise.

After a slaughter of the Killing King, several major forces near the Long Plains were seriously damaged, and the original pattern was completely broken.

And this is extremely beneficial for Yang Ling, because heroes are born in troubled times, and he has every chance to rise in chaos.

"Yaoyao, where the hell are you?"

His face was full of sorrow, full of worry, and then he turned around and left, preparing to find He Keren, Feng Siyu and a few others.

After all, they have been separated for several months, and now there is chaos near the Long Plains, and several of them are ordinary people, and their lives are easily in danger.

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