In the name of light, burn the darkness.

"Holy Sword, Evil Curse!"

Yan Xing's palm was weak, and from the palm of his left hand, he slowly pulled out a long sword condensed by the brilliance of the great sun, and the blazing heat reached a terrifying one million degrees Celsius, and the surrounding void was twisted and trembling with it.

"Kill—"

Yan Xing jumped forward, and under the impetus of the gravitational field, he turned into an afterimage, and the light blade in his hand tore out a bright thin line, which was imprinted in the void and could not be dissipated for a long time.

"Hairy boy, in a hurry to find death?"

Below, on top of the thick ancient tree, there were standing figures, they sensed the breath of Yan Xing but the dust realm, and suddenly felt angry in their hearts, this kind of cultivation didn't run for their lives honestly, but dared to take the initiative to jump out?

"Die!"

"Hehe, a bunch of weak chickens."

Yan Xing laughed in his heart, but his face was extremely indifferent, and the powerful realm containing more than a dozen laws unfolded in an instant, directly tearing apart the field force field that the other party was stacked together.

"What!?"

Bang bang bang!

Yan Xing's figure never stopped, and everywhere he passed, the figures were one after another, like fireworks, regardless of men, women, and children, all of them exploded into a blood mist.

In an instant, hundreds of people were killed in seconds.

It's just a group of spirit swirls and little minions in the Dust Realm, who have lost the protection of the realm, how can they resist his terrifying gravitational field?

Gravitational mastery talent can exert gravity five times the strength of the physical body.

It's a killer weapon that goes hand in hand with hellfire.

"Kill the enemy, be clean and neat, go all out!"

This is what Zang Wu often says, Yan Xing thinks it is true, if he can kill with one move, he will definitely not shoot a second time, the efficiency of killing will be improved, and the harvest can be expanded.

"Not bad, not bad."

With a smile on his face, Yan Xing threw all the storage magic weapons that had been brought back by gravity into the Hell Dimension, and his speed did not decrease, rushing towards the place where the crowd on the ground gathered.

Formation?

He didn't care, not to mention, with Xian Qiuming's big move, the surrounding realm had already been turned upside down, which was a fatal blow to the formation, and it was estimated that only some small formations with a narrow coverage area could be saved.

"This man is eccentric! Be careful!

”

The picture of Yan Xing's slaughter of 100 people was seen by many people, and they all frowned and shouted warnings.

"Battle!"

Buzzing!

Some of the earth and stones that had been lifted by the vines were huge, and the small formations inscribed on them were still intact, and wherever the monks were urged, they all erupted with divine light, spewing out countless chains, intertwined into a large net, and shrouded the fleeing Yan torture group.

Whoa—

The dense chains turned into a ball of light, locking Yan Xing and shrinking continuously, but the moment it touched the surface of the body, the [Absolute Freedom] was passively activated.

Yan Xing's figure seemed to be a phantom, with no substance, and the chain light ball passed directly through it, without the slightest sense of condensation.

It's funny, there's no way to stop him, let alone this kind of gadget.

"This, this ......"

The black-robed, red-robed and gray-robed, from all forces, and the crowd mixed together, were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene, but they quickly came back to their senses and expanded the law realm at the same time.

Laws, this world has endless laws, they have a thousand strange powers, in their opinion, the law ability controlled by Yan Xing is estimated to be related to "material virtualization", "immune blockade" and the like, so although shocked, it is not unacceptable.

The transcendent beings in this world have a strong ability to accept them, which comes from being surprised by the power of various laws.

But one thing is always true, in the face of absolute power, all bells and whistles are shit!

"Realm stacking! Chiju—"

Thundered!

The void appeared violently distorted, thousands of law realms, extremely rough overlapping together, the target was locked onto Yan Xing, and the violent abnormal force field collapsed madly.

Why does this kind of ambush bring so many minions? The reason lies in the realm of law.

The law realm possessed by every transcendent creature gives the low-level cultivators of this realm a meaning of existence, and a certain number of realms are superimposed, which will make the strong feel a headache.

But it is not without shortcomings, the law realm of low-level monks has a limited range, even if it is superimposed, it can only increase the power, but cannot increase the range, and it is difficult to really threaten the high-level monks.

I can hit you, but you can't hit me, you can come as soon as you want to go, the realm of low-level monks is superimposed, it is more suitable for defense, and it is a little unsatisfactory in terms of chasing the enemy.

But in any case, the existence of the law realm makes the little minions no longer like ants, and has a certain role in the war. Otherwise, it would be good to let the high-ranking monks fight to the death, and the low-level monks would stay at home and pray, anyway, they would be cut by the strong when they stepped into the battlefield.

For example, right now, the realm of thousands of people was superimposed, and it was easy to crush the realm of Yan Xing, and force his gravitational field to three feet above his body.

The fields of both sides cancel each other out, and the gravitational field is also limited, making it impossible to harvest on a large scale.

"In the face of absolute superiority, these are meaningless."

Yan has more means of punishment, and if he has a broken arm, he can also crush these little minions.

"His realm is restricted, up, slaughter this kid!"

"Humph!"

A cold light flashed in Yan Xing's eyes, and he didn't dodge or dodge, facing the crowd and rushing forward!

The sword in the hand falls, the sword in the hand falls, the sword in the hand falls, it is completely to chop melons and vegetables, but whoever is killed by the holy sword will directly turn into a pile of coke.

Ding Lingchang!

There are many people, all kinds of magic weapons are dense like rain, and Yan Xing will naturally be hit, but he will not break the defense at all, his physical body is improved in all directions, and his defense is as terrifying as his strength.

The autumn wind chopped down the leaves, killing the heads of the people, killing the enemy in fear, and in a few moments, there were very few thousand-man charging troops.

Every time he kills someone, the superimposed realm will be weaker by one point, and Yan Xing's realm and gravitational field have long been restored, but he is addicted to chopping, and before he can remember to use the gravitational field, the opposite side will almost die.

"Monsters, Monsters......"

"He's a monster! Impossible, absolutely impossible, he is not a mote realm, he must be an old monster who hides his cultivation! ”

"Despicable and shameless!

”

The rest of the people were frightened, and there were words in their mouths, and a red-robed man looked dazed, turned his hand and took out a syringe, and inserted it into his heart.

"Kudos!

Supreme, Lord of the Earth! ”

"My Lord, I give you my heart, soul, and will......"

"Please give me strength!

”

The red-robed man looked feverish, and as the turbid liquid poured into his heart, the blood carried it to every corner of his body, and his flesh began to melt and twist, transforming into a deformed and strange painting style.

"Huh? This breath is ......"

Yan Xingmeng looked back, frowned, and flashed in front of the red-robed man, his left eye widened slightly, and pitch-black flames gushed out.

"Don't think!"

Boom –

The blazing high temperature, far exceeding the past, was infinitely close to the temperature of the core of the Great Sun, a full 20 million degrees Celsius, and in just an instant, the deformed monster in front of it turned into ashes, and harvested a cloud of turbid liquid.

"Are the bedbugs of the grave here too?"

On the battlefield, dangers are lurking, and no one knows what hole cards those little minions that are just at hand will hide, and they will capsize in the gutter if they are not careful.

The things in this syringe, if you change to the previous Yan punishment, may still be a little jealous, but now the strength has skyrocketed, even if the opponent's weak strength succeeds, he is not afraid, but he is not happy to see the enemy successfully use the hole cards.

Why?

It's not, there's nothing wrong with his brain, and he's not a villain, so a stupid fork will watch the other party magnify his moves and be indifferent.

"Make a small profit."

With a wave of his hand, Yan Xing obediently floated over with all kinds of storage magic weapons that he had specially retained, pouring into the hell dimension.

"What is this fluctuation!?"

Thousands of miles away, a golden figure that was fighting fiercely suddenly stagnated, forced the opponent back with a hard blow, looked back at Yan Xing, the divine light in his eyes flashed, and the Tong Kong composed of dense compound eyes shrank slightly.

"Pitch Black Flame! It's him—"

The anger in the eyes of the golden-robed ghost was rolling, and the enemies were extremely red when they met, although, compared to the current situation, the loss of a small stronghold at the beginning was nothing at all.

But on this battlefield, the other party is also an enemy, and he is still slaughtering his own monks, who is not killing to kill? New hatred and old hatred are added together, and the golden-robed ghost envoy naturally has a choice.

"Humph! Let's see how you run away this time! ”

The golden-robed ghost made the figure flicker, disappeared into the ground, got rid of the opponent's qi lock, and appeared in the depths of the canyon hundreds of miles away, with compound eyes, still far away locked in the void to frantically slash and mow the grass.

General to general, soldier to soldier, if he kills directly, there is a high probability of being blocked, and choosing a long-range attack is the best solution.

"It's cheaper for you to die like this."

The golden-robed ghost made a move of his mind and took out a strange weapon with a silver-white body, a foot long, and full of scientific and technological colors.

Barrels, carriages, butts......

If Yan Xing saw this thing, he would definitely laugh out loud and want to kill him with a sniper rifle? Or long-range sniping hundreds of miles away.

The golden-robed ghost envoy looked solemn, took out another iron box, opened it, and displayed five silver "bullets" the thickness of an arm.

"Individual thermokinetic weapons, nuclear sniper rifles, bullets are "particle fusion warheads", with a core temperature of 200 million degrees Celsius, a killing radius of 100 kilometers, and a billion tons of TNT equivalent.