Now they would rather face Lin Chaojian in his heyday than face Li Peicheng, who is crazy like a madman, and once he calms down, he is more insidious than the most insidious killer. [Full text reading]

As soon as the roars of the old man with scar and Lin San sounded, one by one the masters of the merging period shrouded in a gorgeous body protection shroud, swarmed together, and then sacrificed the magic weapon and slammed towards one place.

Seventy or eighty Merge Stage monks attacked together with all their strength towards a place to sacrifice the magic weapon, and the momentum was indeed extremely powerful, and the brilliance soared into the sky, boundless.

In the darkness, Li Peicheng's eyes flashed with a look of pity, and then they were immediately replaced by a cold glow.

He won't let these people succeed so easily, he still wants them to pay a heavy price, and he wants to kill a few more people while the formation is not broken and everyone is panicking!

The dark red light lit up unscrupulously for the first time in the darkness, and then struck the crowd at incredible speed.

Although these people panicked, they all went all out to sacrifice treasures, but after all, they were all masters of the merger period, and they were also the people who were really licking blood at the edge of the knife among the monks in the merger period, as soon as Li Peicheng appeared, half of them immediately turned around and turned around to meet Li Peicheng's attack head-on, while the rest of the people still broke the formation with all their might.

A cruel sneer escaped from the corner of Li Peicheng's lips, is he still the same as before, and is they still the same as before?

No, because the heavens and the earth have changed, because Li Peicheng killed ten people in succession!

Now Li Peicheng urgently needs to break out and vent, but what about them? They are relatively weak in this heaven and earth, and they have been greatly restricted, just like a weak old man, slow in his movements and slow in his reactions.

When they turned the magic weapon, when the magic weapon flew through the air with great effort, Li Peicheng had already slashed into them like a fierce beast, opened his sharp fangs, and began to kill wildly.

The fire cloud spear waved wildly in the crowd, like a fire dragon dancing wildly, stirring up the turmoil of the heavens and the earth, and making people tremble.

The blood scattered in the sky reflected a strange red under the dazzling glow, so red that it made people's pores terrifying, so red that the whole world seemed to have become a hell on earth.

Li Peicheng didn't know how many people he had killed, his eyes were full of only killing!

No matter what swords, guns and halberds were killed, Li Peicheng assassinated him hard, except for the monks in the late stage of the merger, no one could block Li Peicheng's shot that broke out with all his strength.

Now Li Peicheng no longer dares to absorb the true essence of others, he just kills people!

Kill to the fullest, kill crazy!

The dark red spear lit up in front of Luo Long, reflecting Luo Long's narrow and gloomy face, and also reflecting Li Peicheng's blood-stained fierce face.

When his life was about to be taken away by the rapidly approaching red mang, Luo Long suddenly blessed his soul and recognized Li Peicheng, who had changed his face beyond his face and could not still live in the world.

"It's you!" Luo Long's pupils dilated in horror, and he exclaimed.

"It's me!" the cold words spat out of Li Peicheng's mouth, and then his Fire Cloud Gun took Luo Long's surname, just like his answer.

Rumble!

A dazzling brilliance exploded in the air, and Lang Lang finally reappeared.

The nose breathed a different kind of air, the eyes saw the bright sky, and the earth-shattering sound of the heavenly tribulation was heard in the ears.

A joy of rebirth surged into the hearts of those murderous people, and the whole person seemed to have a wonderful feeling of liberation.

The second primordial god in the sky, holding the broken Locking Heaven Flag, retracted into Li Peicheng's body.

Lin Wenxiao and the others' eyes lit up suddenly, full of incredulity and surprise.

They saw Li Peicheng again, although his clothes were so torn that he could not cover his sturdy and majestic body, and although his flesh and blood were blurred so that his face could not be seen clearly, he was still alive, and he was able to survive the siege of more than 80 people.

It's a miracle!

But then their eyes of surprise turned to horror, for they saw that there were only sixty of the more than eighty people left.

In this battle, not only did he not die, but he also killed more than 20 people!

This can no longer be described as a miracle, and as for what it is, no one knows.

Although Lin San and the others who lived for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe had fear in their hearts, they were even more humiliated and carried away by anger.

Ever there was only the enemy who fled in terror in front of them, and only they had the share of killing others, but now, nearly a hundred of them were hunted down and killed by a monk who seemed to be only in the early stage of the union, and only after paying more than twenty living surnames did they escape.

It's a shame, it's a shame that can't be washed away for life!

They had never wanted to kill more than they did at this moment, and all of them had red eyes, like beasts that wanted to eat people.

"Kill!"

I don't know who shouted out first, and then there was the earth-shattering killing sound, the monstrous murderous aura stirred up the space and shook the ground, and the ground grinned.

Now these monks from different forces have completely become one, and the killing, bloodthirsty, and brutality in the depths of their souls have finally been completely ignited by Li Peicheng.

Now they have only one purpose in mind, to kill the man in front of them, the man who almost killed his surname!

Deeply trapped in the monstrous murderous aura, Li Peicheng's Gujing Bubo's state of mind rippled slightly, and then immediately returned to calm.

The face hidden behind the blood revealed a solemnity that had never been seen before.

A group of people is not terrible, what is terrible is that a group of people are not dead and only have one heart.

The gun pointed steadily at the front, his face as cold as ice, and his eyes stared at his sixty people coldly.

These 60 people survived, and all of them were the best among the original nearly 100 people.

Rumble!

A loud bang sounded in everyone's ears, and a thunderbolt slammed down on Lin Chaojian.

This is already the seventy-first Heavenly Thunder, and there are still ten left.

But Lin Chaojian already felt that the ten heavenly thunders were out of reach, the originally radiant Zhanlu Giant Sword was already dim at this time, and Lin Chaojian's hair was messy at this time, and his snow-white beard was full of bright red blood, and the bright red blood was still dripping down drop by drop.

His piercing eyes had now become dim and dilate, and his erect body had become stiff and weak.

Now he has become a veritable old man.

How nice it would be if the Fengyun Tianluo umbrella was still there!Lin Chaojian raised his Zhanlu giant sword, and his thoughts couldn't help but think of the Fengyun Tianluo umbrella that had been scrapped in advance because he couldn't hold his mind for a while.

Rumble!

The thunder slammed into the Zhan Lu giant sword, the light on the giant sword dimmed a little, and Lin Chaojian's body became more and more rickety.

Bang dang!

The giant sword finally fell to the ground, and the heavenly thunder, which was weakened by most of its power, then fell fiercely on Lin Chaojian's body.

The body protection shield released a dazzling light and withstood this heavenly thunder, but Lin Chaojian sat on the ground with his butt slumped, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

There are nine more!

Lin Chaojian secretly pondered, then struggled to stand up, the dried meridians desperately squeezed out the last bit of true yuan, and then formed a brilliant body shield around the body.

Boom! Another thunderbolt slashed down with groundbreaking might.

Lin Chaojian roared angrily and raised his fist towards the thunder.

The huge fist pierced through the air, forming a circle of dazzling light around the fist that bulged forward, and the strength of the fist sent a hurricane.

Rumble!

The fist strength of the true yuan power and the power of the flesh finally collided head-on with the thunder, and Lin Chaojian's pale face swelled with a drunken red tide, his brows tightly locked, revealing a painful expression, and his legs were shaking constantly.

Poof! Blood finally spurted out of his mouth again, and the blood stained the earth red, and it was so dazzling under the dazzling light of the thunder!

Rumble!

The thunder was finally struck back, and Lin Chaojian sat down on the ground again, his arms trembling and drooping weakly, and the brilliant body protection cover finally disappeared without a trace, no matter how hard Lin Chaojian tried, he could only form a thin layer of qi on its surface.

There are still eight paths, Lin Chaojian meditated, his godless eyes finally revealed despair, and now the only thing he can rely on is his physical body and the pitiful amount of true yuan power.

Even if he could take the next Heavenly Thunder, I am afraid that he would no longer be able to stand up to meet the remaining seven Heavenly Thunders.

Am I going to die like this? Lin Chaojian thought sadly, glanced back at his grandson who was guarding him, and then turned his gaze to Li Peicheng, who was raising his gun and pointing at everyone from afar, with a fierce face and an unstoppable arrogance.

Maybe it's better to die like this, and he won't have to be dragged down by me. With his ability, he should be able to retreat with Wen Xiao and them!

Lin Chaojian thought bitterly, and then raised his head to look at the sky covered with clouds, dazzling lightning rolled and flickered in the clouds, a huge whirlpool was forming, and a vast and majestic coercion was being released from that whirlpool, firmly covering him.

Lin Chaojian stood up again, his face was calm and resolute, and the muscles in his body were knotted together, like the roots of an old tree.

Even if he knows that he is going to die, he will fight to the end, and he will not cowardly choose to close his eyes and wait for death!

Because he is strong, proud of the strong!

Rumble!

The seventy-third thunderbolt finally struck down from that huge whirlpool.

A dark red light brightened sharply in the air, and Li Peicheng finally shot out, and he once again entered the crowd.

Where the gun passed, there were severed limbs and arms, flesh and blood flying, and screams everywhere.

But the rain of blood, the chaotic stumps, and the terrible screams only aroused the most primitive murderous side in the depths of everyone's souls, and everyone was red-eyed, and their minds were full of killing, and everyone was now in a state of selfless madness.

Perhaps only in this way can they completely forget the powerful oppression and terrible fear that Li Peicheng brought them.

There was only a fierce battle of dozens of people, but the killing filled the whole world, making people think that it was thousands of troops and horses fighting fiercely, with rivers of blood, mountains of heads, and corpses all over the field!

This place has become a slaughterhouse, an eighteen layers of hell!

(To be continued)