The next moment.
A human soul held a long sword unconsciously, in a daze, but looked at the human race who were fighting in the starry sky. His eyes gradually became cold, and in an instant, a three-foot green peak cut through the void.
Everything was destroyed, and the geniuses of the human race were covered in blood on the spot. The saint's body was even mutilated. They were shocked and angry, but when they saw that the sword-wielding saint had already become a puppet of others, they were terrified to the extreme.
“Who is it!!”
"It's the Samsara Saint of the Three-Eyed God Clan!"
"It's actually him!! Rumor has it that he can control the souls of the world!!"
"He inherited the lower laws of reincarnation?"
"A soul that falls into his hands will inevitably suffer untold tortures!!!"
“This is actually true!!!”
............
The strong men of the human race looked up at the boundless void and saw eight saints standing in front of them. They were all extremely powerful alien races and were devouring the flesh and blood of the sword-wielding saint. They were terrified to the extreme and looked at the void in disbelief. They couldn't even utter the last word, and their minds were full of fear.
They never expected it.
The legend from thousands of years ago turned out to be true.
The Three-Eyed God Clan actually has a saint who controls the lower laws of reincarnation.
Almost any event can be turned into a puppet.
As long as there is soul.
Then no matter how powerful the existence is, it will be under his control.
Such a strong man is invincible in the world.
At least at the saint level.
Almost unstoppable.
It is rumored that this person has extended his life by an unknown number of years.
Perhaps it has been tens of thousands of years.
He once witnessed the heyday of the human race.
He even hunted down a Heavenly Emperor of the human race.
Although I don’t know whether it was successful.
But this person has a great reputation.
If it hadn't suddenly disappeared three thousand years ago.
Perhaps this person has already led a large army to forcibly attack a place where the human holy king is stationed.
Now it is coming with great force.
Directly controlled a sword-wielding saint and another human saint who had died tragically earlier.
How should they fight?
They all smiled bitterly.
"Don't resist. Not long ago, I was hunting someone and had no time to pay attention to you humans. I never thought that in just a few thousand years, you humans would have so many geniuses. It's truly enviable. Although my Three-Eyed God Clan still has many beings with powerful bloodlines, they don't seem to be as strong as you. You are now attacking with the determination to die. You are really too fierce. It's a pity. After all, you are not Three-Eyed God Clan, you are our enemy, and you will die here."
The Saint of Samsara is a pale man with a white mark and a strange eyeball engraved on his forehead. A trace of the power of faith is born from it, and reincarnation emerges again.
There are also endless resentful souls, but during this period, this person stepped on thousands of laws, but he seemed immortal and carried three thousand worlds on his shoulders. When he said this, he was regretful but also a little arrogant. He took a step forward, and the soul of the sword-wielding saint once again controlled the ten thousand feet of sword energy. In an instant, hundreds of stars were destroyed.
A sharp sword directly chopped off the heads of countless powerful human beings. Among them, a saint tried to stop it, but his head was still broken and blood gushed out.
The soul wanted to escape, but he never expected that the Saint of Samsara would grab the saint's soul in the air and seize it on the spot. The other party's resistance was almost useless. He sneered a few times and used the soul as a puppet again. In an instant, two puppets appeared in the sky and fought with the human warriors in front.
Boom!!
The earth shook, and countless powerful humans died on the spot.
The younger generation of the myriad races in the starry sky, who had been so frightened by the slaughter, came to their senses at this moment. They became excited on the spot, opened their bloody mouths, and bit the human race in front of them cleanly and neatly.
“Ahh—”
"brute--"
"I'll die with you!!"
In the boundless starry sky, the young generation of the human race felt that their flesh and blood were being bitten, and their blood and innate Dao rhyme were being drained by others. They were full of pride and immediately became furious. They sacrificed their own cultivation and exploded directly with their opponents in the void.
Boom!!!
In such a situation.
The Zhenli Saint, who was still at the peak of the Xuanxian realm, was completely terrified.
He looked at his master.
He asked bitterly, "Why don't you want me to take action?"
"All the powerful people of the human race are about to be killed or injured!!"
"They are one of the hopes of our human race!!"
"If we don't rescue him!!"
"In the future, the younger generation of our human race will inevitably suffer heavy casualties!!"
"Master, can I take action now?"
Hearing this, Jiang Li glanced at the man lightly and said disdainfully, "No, your cultivation is too weak. If you step into the starry sky, you will die without a burial and will eventually turn into a pile of debris. For me, such a deal is too much of a loss. You cannot participate. Of course, you are responsible for guarding this place."
"There's going to be a good show to watch."
He spoke softly to himself.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The creepy expression on the master's face.
The True Power Saint really couldn't understand. This place was far away from the rear and front lines of the human race. It was just a transit station. How could anyone come to rescue? What good show could there be?
The human race was slaughtered one-sidedly?
What good thing is this?
Are you waiting for death?
Many thoughts emerged in the mind of the True Power Saint. He smacked his lips, but ultimately did not dare to say anything more. When he was about to leave with his head down in frustration, he heard a roar in the void.
A huge flag appeared in the vast starry sky.
Its name is: Heavenly Court Fighting Flag!!!
Appearing along with this flag were dozens of kings and princes.
Even a saint emerged among them.
This person is a woman.
But he is extremely handsome, domineering, and his eyes are extremely cold.
"Wow!! Is the Queen of Wild Phoenix also trying to snatch missions?"
“This time it’s going to be really difficult!!”
"One hundred thousand merits are very hard to obtain!!"
"The Ashura clan is causing trouble again!!"
"Only a saint has millions of merits."
"Let's hurry up and kill more!"
"Don't let them get there first!!"
An old man appeared in the void. He had white hair and looked like an old farmer. His clothes were not luxurious at all. His hands were broad and covered with calluses, and several of his teeth were missing.
He was very kind, but underneath his cheerful smile, an extremely strong murderous aura gathered from his body. In an instant, flames that burned the heaven and earth appeared all over his body, and a scorching sun was suspended behind him. Under the astonished gaze of the world, he used the sun as a longbow and the core of the sun as an arrow. He bent down, put the arrow on, and with a bang, he shot.
In an instant.
At this moment, the universe completely turned into a sea of fire.
At least dozens of powerful kings and princes of foreign races died suddenly on the spot.
The bones on his body were burned to ashes.
They didn't even come to their senses.
The soul has already perished in pain.
"No!!!"
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