Chapter 1060: The Fall of the False Saint
"The ant also wants to rebel against the sky, just because you also want to protect him, do you think it is possible?"
The Monarch of Destruction stood in the heavenly vault, and with one palm, the world was darkened, the heavenly vault collapsed, and countless people were slapped to the earth, or turned into a mass of broken flesh, or the sky was covered with blood and water, and a piece of the earth was dyed red.
"Kill!"
Countless people, endlessly rushing to destroy the monarch, no matter what realm, emperor, celestial, supreme, no matter what power there once was, what kind of person it was, now they have only one identity, the human race!
For the sake of the human world, for the continuation of the human race, desperately protect Lin Xuan, this is their only choice, Lin Xuan is the son of life, carrying the fate of the human world, is the hope of the human world, and cannot die.
Even if the earth dies and the world falls, Lin Xuan must live, as long as he lives, there is hope.
On the earth, the demonic qi around Lin Xuan was rolling, spreading across the earth, greedily devouring the flesh and blood around him, the injuries on Lin Xuan's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his aura was getting stronger and stronger.
A trace of holy intent overflowed from Lin Xuan's body, mixed with the rolling demonic intent, Lin Xuan seemed to have turned into a god and demon, although he hadn't woken up yet, he had already brewed a terrifying aura, making the world tremble.
"It's ......"
An old man looked at Lin Xuan with a trembling expression, revealing disbelief, and his body was trembling.
"It's ...... The sign of sanctification, he is going to be sanctified, how is this possible, hasn't the holy road been sealed?"
In addition to him, there were other people who also found out, revealing a look of shock, the void trembled, the earth was still, the holy intent was pervasive, the demonic intent was soaring to the sky, and all the visions indicated that Lin Xuan was about to become holy.
"No, it's close, he's devouring flesh, but that's not enough, he needs more. ”
A person said, as if reminding the people around him, the people around him glanced at each other, their expressions froze, and without the slightest hesitation, they rushed to the land where Lin Xuan was.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
With a cracking sound, they were committing suicide, burning their souls, turning themselves into a piece of flesh and blood, sprinkling them on Lin Xuan, destroying their own souls, and letting Lin Xuan devour their bodies.
"Wudao, sanctify!"
"Become the first saint of heaven and earth, completely destroy this destructive monarch, and protect the incense of our human race, and never stop. ”
"Boom!"
......
In a shocking scene, countless people rushed towards Lin Xuan, like moths to a fire, committing suicide in front of Lin Xuan, turning themselves into flesh and blood for Lin Xuan to devour, at this moment, the demon's ability to devour living beings is no longer the power that makes the world fearful, but their hope.
"This ......"
Ye Youming, Bing Wuxue, Su Chuan and the others looked at this scene, their expressions trembled, revealing a look of shock.
"The world protects each other, all living beings feed the demons with flesh and blood, and to help the demons ascend to the holy realm, it turns out that the protector is not one, but all sentient beings. Bing Wuxue looked at this scene, her expression trembled, and she said.
"Terran, this is Terran, maybe we are not that strong, all hearts are one, we would rather die than give in, this is our most powerful strength, this is no race can compare. ”
Ye Youming said, looking at the scene on the earth, her expression trembled, her body trembled, she had lived for more than 100,000 years, for the first time, she felt that her heart was rippling, as if she couldn't stop.
No matter how strong the destruction clan is, with such a human race, why worry about destroying the clan not being destroyed?
"Crazy, are you all crazy?" the Monarch of Destruction also saw the scene and roared, as if he was also stunned.
"He is a demon, not a human race, what is the use of you protecting him, feeding demons with flesh and blood, you are bringing about your own destruction. ”
The Destruction Sovereign's gaze fell to the earth, sensing the aura on Lin Xuan's body, and it seemed that he was also frightened, the Destruction Black Hole devoured a piece of the sky, killing hundreds of thousands of people in an instant, and rushed towards Lin Xuan.
The Holy Road was sealed, and although he didn't know how Lin Xuan became holy, he must not let this happen.
"Stop him, you can't let him interrupt Wudao, Wudao is the last hope, and you must not die. ”
In a piece of magma, the black-faced man rushed out, holding a knife, slashing the sky, the sky was cut off, and the Destruction Monarch pressed down with a palm, the black-faced Lord's body shattered, and only the soul remained, and the Destruction Monarch snorted coldly, and took a step into the void to shatter the soul of the black-faced man.
"Frost World!"
A voice sounded, it came from Bing Wuxue, a word fell, the sky was full of frost and snow, freezing the sky, with the Divine Fire Holy Land as the center, and the surrounding hundreds of thousands of miles of land were turned into ice domains.
In the center of the ice domain, the Monarch of Destruction was frozen into an ice sculpture, looking at this scene, everyone was overjoyed, and just as they were about to speak, the ice sculpture in front of them suddenly burst, and a terrifying force swept the heavens and the earth, and the shadows swept the sky, and a hand inserted into Bing Wuxue's body, shattering Bing Wuxue's body and soul.
Bing Wuxue, a pseudo-saint, has slept for endless years in the polar ice field, the strongest man at the peak of the human world, falls!
"No snow or ice!"
Meng Qiangu was startled, his body turned into a floating light, so that time stood still, to save Bing Wuxue, but it was too late, and when he looked at it again, the Monarch of Destruction had already killed him, and there was a black hole of destruction in his hand, covering him.
"The years are eternal!"
Meng Qiangu snorted, in front of him, a void was still, even the Destruction Monarch was still, but this was an instant, and the Destruction Monarch rushed towards him at a faster speed.
"Nether waters come from the sky, extinguish!"
As soon as the piano sounded, a river appeared above the heavenly dome, and the river was dead and dark, this was the river of the Netherworld, and the river of the Netherworld fell down, covering the Monarch of Destruction.
"Snort~"
As if it was a corrosive sound, a piece of the world turned into a hollow, but only the Destruction Monarch seemed to have no feeling, and the Black Hole of Destruction covered Meng Qiangu, and Meng Qiangu's body disappeared in an instant.
A drop of demonic blood flew out and flew into the sky with Meng Qiangu's soul, and disappeared in just an instant.
"Whose blood is this, it can resist the destruction of the black hole, and it has been dead for endless years, how can it still have such a strong force?"
The Monarch of Destruction said, looking at the sky, his tone was full of solemnity, only for a moment, the solemnity dissipated, turned his head, and looked at Ye Youming, who was playing the piano in a sky, full of dead silence, and rushed towards Ye Youming.
"Netherworld!"
The sound of the piano stopped, Ye Nether let out a low shout, and the Netherworld Qin emitted a terrifying Netherworld light, rushing towards the Monarch of Destruction.
"Boom!"
The Netherqin blew itself up, making the world tremble, and one side of the world was annihilated, this is a holy weapon, the power of self-explosion destroys the world and destroys the earth, and the Monarch of Destruction is at the center of the self-explosion, looking at this scene, everyone is shocked, looking at the sky, as if looking forward to something.
"Saints can't destroy me, do you want to destroy me with just a holy weapon?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, making the hearts of countless people tense up again for a moment, he was not dead yet.
(End of chapter)