Then pinch the magic formula with your hands.
The Immortal-Slaying Gourd spun around.
The laws of chaos and killing appear again.
Under the horrified gaze of the world.
The vast universe turned into a bloody mess.
It's him! ?
Is it really him!!!?
He actually has other means.
Is he worthy enough to survive the siege of so many Saint Lords?
Monster!!
It's simply a monster!!
The Blood River Saint was dumbfounded and didn't dare to say a word.
He stared blankly up into the sky, a hint of confusion unable to be suppressed in his eyes.
This is indeed the case.
He could hardly imagine that a being who was only at the Saint level in the past was qualified to survive the fights among so many Saint Lords in the long river of time. Not only did he not die, but his strength became even more powerful, as if he had made a breakthrough.
This is simply unbelievable!!
Even a genius wouldn't be like this.
The other party is definitely an extremely terrifying monster.
A trace of horror flashed across his eyes. Although he could not speak, endless corpses appeared behind him, constantly rolling, and blood was like a surging wave, constantly overturning hundreds of thousands of stars. At this moment, he was holding a blood-red spear, and seeing that all the starry sky races and the saints under his command who had successfully escaped from the formation had died suddenly, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"You were lucky to survive back then, but no matter what, you don't belong to the category of a Holy Lord. In my eyes, you will always be an ant that can be easily destroyed."
"The saying that everyone below the Holy Lord is an ant is not just a saying."
"Chaos Blade Emperor! Die for me!!!"
The Blood River Lord roared furiously, a glint of fury etched in his eyes. His body, shrouded in a cascading blood mist, hovered between heaven and earth. He was like a demonic god, utterly brutal. In a state of madness, he repeatedly hammered at the weak points of the formation, seemingly intent on completely destroying it. He then struck out to slay the Chaos Blade Emperor, who was charging ahead.
It was so hard to betray the human race.
He doesn't want to see the human race rise again.
Created their own tribe.
If the human race rises.
His end will definitely not be any better.
At the very least, you will escape into the starry sky.
In severe cases, death may occur on the spot.
The last hope of the human race is the Son of Destiny.
He will not allow the other party to return to the world! !
This person must die—
The Blood River Saint Lord was horrified and suddenly swung the spear in his hand to continuously hit the weak point of the formation in front of him. His eyes were completely crazy, and the nine saints who were the ancestors of all the races in the starry sky who were standing beside him were all stunned. They didn't know why this person would be so stimulated.
To this.
The Blood River Saint Lord didn't care and his blood and energy poured out.
Thousands of feet of light shone in the sky, and in an instant, a loophole appeared in the weak point of the formation. Seeing this, he was ecstatic, and when he was about to get out, he never expected that a chaotic energy emerged from the void.
"Dare the old turtle to show his head?"
"die--"
A blade formed by the gathering of chaotic energy condensed in the void. At this moment, everything continued to extend into the void, and the space was shattered at this moment. A saint who was more than ten thousand feet tall held the sword and suddenly chopped at the outstretched neck of the Blood River Saint Lord. His means were cruel and he directly annihilated the void.
He wants the Blood River Saint's life!
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