Chapter 18: Swallowing the World (3)

The body was shocked and killed under the divine power of swallowing heaven and earth, and then it was raised high, and the powerful shock wave surged in all directions, completely collapsing the Sun Hall above, the boulder fell, the golden pillar lay horizontally, and the Sun Hall that had stood majestically for thousands of years instantly collapsed and turned into a ruin.

The rumbling explosion shook the whole city violently, and when they saw the Sun Hall collapse, everyone exclaimed, and their faces turned into pig liver color, and they were frightened, is this still human power?

In addition to being frightened, everyone who felt that the surrounding people had returned to calm immediately came to their senses, and hurriedly ran towards the direction of the main hall.

Before coming to the main hall, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva one by one, so shocked that they couldn't say a word, just now they were shocked when they saw it from a distance, and now they walked closer to see it, and their hearts were more like being hit by a hammer, which was beyond words.

The tall Sun Hall was torn apart like a toy, all kinds of building components were thrown everywhere, and the stone roof of the underground palace below was also completely destroyed, revealing the wolf below, none of the golden centaurs were intact, they were smashed into a human shape, there were vertical and horizontal cracks everywhere, and the big pits that were blown up, and none of the ground was intact.

Then, people saw several shamans and red witches who were being crushed, the corpses of witches who fell to the ground, and the shaman witch king who was dressed in a golden robe.

The shaman king leaned against a ruined wall of the dungeon, his eyes bulging wide, and his expression of astonishment hinted at the terrifying scene he had witnessed before he died, and the golden robe seemed to have been shattered by a huge force, like powder, and was scattered lightly by the wind.

Chahanhere jumped down first, boldly probing the shaman's veins and body, and was silent.

"Patriarch Chahan, is he dead?" Turanmoto hurriedly asked.

Chahan Helei smiled bitterly: "Dead, and it was shocked to death!"

"What?" everyone exclaimed in unison, if he was cut off his head, or stabbed to death, it was easy to accept, but this shock to death meant that Fang Ling's cultivation had reached such a terrifying realm, and looking at the expression of the Shaman Witch King, I don't know what terrifying power he saw before he died.

At this moment, a mink suddenly came into everyone's sight, and Song Ying'er was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Little mink, where is Your Highness?"

The little mink made a gurgling sound, turned around and jumped towards the depths of the ruins, although everyone didn't know how this little mink would appear here, but when they heard Song Ying'er ask, they knew that this thing might know Fang Ling's whereabouts, and they jumped up and followed.

When everyone came to the end of the ruins, they finally found Fang Ling's traces, he fell to the ground in a large shape, his body was stained with blood, and the Kun heavy knife and the invincible golden knife fell not far away.

"Your Highness!" Song Ying'er exclaimed, hurriedly jumped over, stretched out her hand to probe Fang Ling's veins, and said happily: "Your Highness is still alive!"

Tulan Motuo and the others immediately cheered, and Chahan Helei took out a pill and handed it over: "Miss Song, this is the healing secret medicine that our Chahan clan has passed down from generation to generation, and if you take one, it will be enough to protect Your Highness's life." ”