The sword shines like daylight, plain and simple, yet it seems as if it can break through all obstacles in the world and kill all enemies.
When this sword came out, the ancient black gold sword in Lao Zheng's hand trembled violently, as if in awe.
Old Zheng's face had already become extremely terrified, as if he recognized something, but he had no time to speak, because at this moment, the King of Reincarnation He had regained the power of the peak of the ninth level. This sword easily split the opponent's thick sword pressure and fell on him.
A line of blood appeared between Old Zheng's eyebrows and extended all the way to his abdomen. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and then blood gushed out like a waterfall. His whole body was split into two halves. Countless sword beams swept through the wound, cutting his body into a bloody mist inch by inch.
A person who was once a half-step great power, could not even unleash the strength he claimed, and the life-saving trump card on his body could not save him. He fell just like that, and his aura completely disappeared from the world!
The other five people looked extremely shocked and could not understand what was happening before their eyes.
But their combat experience was terrifyingly rich, and at this moment, almost as if by instinct, they all pointed at their brows.
The next moment, five earth-shaking auras rushed up to the sky, almost triggering a thunderstorm, and even dark clouds gathered.
But they didn't care at all and used the strongest killing moves of their lives!
Because the horror of the King of Samsara has already exceeded their understanding. Now that they have formed a mortal enemy, if they let the tiger go back to the mountain, the only thing waiting for them will be destruction!
Faced with the five overwhelming terrifying auras, even the King of Samsara could not resist. He smiled at them, opened his arms, and leaned back. At the same time, nine Nine Dragon Sky Swords flew over, and the sword light swept through, tearing the King of Samsara into pieces.
"You are very strong, uncle is very happy, but you are a little too strong, uncle slips away first."
The remaining soul of the King of Samsara merged into the Book of Life and turned into a beam of white light. It disappeared into the sky at a speed that even a half-step great power could not understand.
Five roars shook the eight directions and set off endless waves.
Not long after, deep in a large underwater canyon, a faint white light emanated from an ancient book, and a naked body was woven out of it. A ray of soul light flew out and merged into it. It moved its body a few times, seeming a little uncomfortable.
"Hey, you look a lot younger!"
The King of Samsara opened his mouth with a grin. His new body was too sensitive. Any touch would bring him severe pain deep into his bone marrow. Moreover, he was in the sea, which was like being soaked in salt water with wounds all over his body. The pain was amplified tenfold.
But you can see that he is very happy, looking at his new body with great satisfaction.
"I am getting younger and younger as I grow older. This life book is such a treasure!"
After the novelty wore off, he put on some clothes and looked at Fang Qi in Jiuzhou from afar, his expression becoming somewhat complicated.
Originally, he had thought that after recovering his strength and helping Jiuzhou survive the first round of disasters, he would set foot on the Dream Kingdom to fulfill his original regret.
But when his strength was really restored to this point and his memories increased, the King of Samsara finally understood that he was still carrying a heavy mission.
"The chaos of extreme numbers may not be unsolvable, but I can't go back for the time being. You little kids, hold on!"
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Among the mountains, outside the gates of hell.
By the evening of that day, the sky was still as dark as at dawn. Above the sky, strange forces were weaving, and the big bell had finally returned to its original shape.
At this moment, the whole world shook violently, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and faint thunder could be heard.
The bodies of the Kyushu warriors present at the scene stiffened instinctively, their blood stagnated, and beads of sweat stood up. The feeling brought to them by the bell was extremely terrifying. If they had a choice, they would rather face those two hundred evil ghosts!
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