"Hmph, they're courting death."
Seeing this situation.
Zhang Yuhe couldn't help but snort coldly.
He quickly made hand seals.
A massive millstone suddenly appeared in mid-air.
The enormous millstone blotted out the sky.
As the millstone rotates.
The entire city of Jianglin seemed to have fallen into stillness.
Countless cultivators were instantly turned into blood mist under the divine power of the millstone.
Even the dozen or so Void God cultivators from the Wang family couldn't last even half a breath.
Under the crushing force of the millstone, it turned directly into ash.
"Ahhh..."
"Master, save me!"
A terrifying divine power descended, instantly immobilizing Wang Jiangyuan, rendering him completely unable to move.
He was only at the second level of the True God Realm.
Faced with the divine might of the primordial chaos, how could there be any power to resist?
It was as if I had sensed the call of death.
Wang Jiangyuan could no longer care about anything else.
He shouted loudly into the distance, hoping that the all-powerful hall master could save his life.
However, at this very moment...
Endless sword light swept across.
In an instant, the entire Jianglin City was razed to the ground.
The sword light, carrying a slight ripple, swiftly sliced through Wang Jiangyuan's body.
They simply sliced him into a ash-like piece.
A gentle breeze swept by.
He was one of the three true gods of the Tianfeng Continent and the ancestor of the Wang clan.
Wang Jiangyuan vanished from this world without a trace.
Zhang Yuhe stood in mid-air.
He gazed indifferently into the distance.
After the invisible sword energy swept past.
By this time, the city had become a dead zone.
All the cultivators in the open were swept away by the sword light.
Whether it was the Wang family cultivators or anyone else, not a single person was left alive.
When a powerful force intervenes, there is no place for ants to survive.
Boom...
At that very moment.
A deafening explosion rang out from a manor in the north of the city.
A gigantic fist-shaped shadow, carrying a terrifying aura, shot straight up from the ground into the sky.
The enormous fist shadow seemed to come from hell, instantly shattering the millstone that shrouded the air in mid-air.
Wu Wei's current form, along with a dozen or so figures around him, rose into the air.
She followed closely behind him.
As the smoke and dust dissipated.
A vast underground palace slowly revealed a corner of itself.
Puffs of blood mist continuously exploded within the palace.
Under the cover of the Nine Heavens Primordial Sword Formation.
Sword energy is everywhere.
Those true god monks of the Bolin sect were under Wu Wei's protection.
They can barely survive.
As for those followers who are under the true God, they are not so lucky.
As the sword light swept across...
They died instantly, completely.
In just a moment.
Wu Wei's painstakingly built Bolin Donghua branch has been reduced to only a dozen or so staff members.
Seeing this situation.
Wu Wei clenched his fists, and a violent aura swept through the air.
He roared coldly.
"Zhang Yuhe, how dare you!"
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