Chapter 1525 Tragic Death

sky.

Looking at the huge Jianzong City where countless sword cultivators were stationed, Mu Chen couldn't help grinning.

These creatures are finally together!

It's not in vain that they have been busy driving pigs for several months since their arrival!

You know, although the area of ​​this eighth-order plane is not as large as that of the God Realm, it is still huge!

If they really wanted to be killed one by one, the creatures inside would not be able to finish killing them even for a few months.

Therefore, in the past few months, most of them were just creating power. If you really want to talk about the number of kills, they are actually not that many.

"Sixty percent of the creatures should be hiding in this city." Muchen licked his lips impatiently: "Let's do it!"

As he said that, a raging flame rose up behind him, illuminating the entire sky, and the terrifying temperature of the monstrous sea of ​​flames made the space here faintly melt.

After all, it is only an eighth-order plane.

"Don't worry," Black Bee raised his hand expressionlessly: "Let them panic, and see if we can force that spirit of the face out without doing anything."

"As the Heavenly Dao of this place, she should be in extra pain now, right?"

"As for killing...or don't kill if you can."

Not kind.

It's because once you kill too many, even if you conquer this plane, it will take a while to recuperate.

You can't kill all the low-level life forms and just leave an empty plane for yourself, right?

After all, what the gods need is the belief value provided by all living beings, not a pile of corpses!

"haha okay."

"Give them a minute." After Mu Chen finished speaking, he looked at the sword repairmen standing on the city wall, and stretched out a finger with a smile.

"I'll give you a minute."

"Oh, maybe you don't know what a minute is...well, that is, I'll count down to sixty, and then you'll..."

"die."

Muchen said with a chuckle.

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at an old man in black robe beside him: "Come and shout."

"Yes, Lord God." The black-robed old man nodded respectfully, and said indifferently towards Jianzong City: "Sixty, fifty-nine..."

Time seems to slow down at this moment.

Every second that passes, every change in a number, represents the approach of death!

The originally noisy Jianzong City suddenly became quiet, but it wasn't that the people were no longer afraid, but that they were so desperate that they couldn't think.

"We are going to die..."

"God, god, save us!"

All the people murmured in low voices.

The eleven glorious figures in the sky that day really would make people despair!

This is crushing at the level of life!

Even the disciples of Jianzong had despair in their eyes at this moment.

They originally thought that they were also cultivated, and a sword in their hands could be regarded as slaying demons and demons.

But it wasn't until this moment that they realized that what they were facing this time was a god!

It was also at this time that I realized the true meaning of the word "shenming"!

The eleven figures standing above the glory made their sword hands tremble, and even some elders looked downcast.

Just standing there, as if he couldn't be defeated!

It even made them want to kneel down.

And at this moment.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Five sword cries erupted from the high tower in the center of Jianzong City, and sword lights shot out into the sky!

It was actually against the sacred light in the sky that day!

Five figures came out hand in hand!

Behind them, there are hundreds of figures following closely behind them, the sword light is mighty, and the sword sound is howling!

Everyone's aura is at least a Tier 1 god!

Among them, there are third-order, fourth-order, and fifth-order streams.

And the five elders who took the lead were all of the eighth rank!

Standing in the middle of the purple-clothed swordsman, the sword energy exuded from his whole body made the space around him slightly distorted, as if it was being cut open and healed again and again!

It is the one that Lin Fan sensed before, the eighth-order peak, the limit of this world!

for a while,

The expressions of the sword cultivators who were originally timid became excited!

"The Great Elder and the Sect Leader are out!!"

"Second Elder!"

"Fifth Elder, Seventh Elder, all the elders of the Hall of Law Enforcement are out!"

Some sword cultivators even cheered, as if as long as these elders took action, even the gods were nothing.

A group of elders stood on the city wall, and the five headed by them looked up at the sky-filled god.

When they saw the old man in black who was counting, and the other two old men in black standing respectfully behind the gods, they were taken aback for a moment.

"Old ghost?" The old man in purple rubbed his eyes, and then sneered, "Although the dignified ghost sect has a bad reputation, it has been passed down for thousands of years in this world. I didn't expect that when the gods came, you would help the gods to deal with us ?”

"No wonder my Sword Sect invites your Ghost Sect to help you, but your Ghost Sect remains silent!"

"Forty-three..." The old man in black who was counting was silent for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "Old man Jian, this is a god... A person who knows the current affairs is a hero, you and I both know it well. Now that it has been discovered, it is destined to be conquered by that supreme realm."

There is no upper bound.

The name of the lower realm for the God Realm.

"Old man Jian, although you and I don't usually get along, we still have some friendship." The old man in black sighed, "You and I both know that things are unstoppable."

"Why fight against the gods for these outsiders, and die in vain."

"Furthermore, the gods have already promised that as long as you and I cooperate fully, when the gods leave this world, they will take you and me to the Supreme Realm."

"Without the shackles of this world, you and I can go one step further..."

Some people resist, some people surrender!

This black-clothed old man is almost as powerful as the purple-clothed human sword master, but he chooses to submit to the invading god!

The hands of the sword master in the world are shaking, and the sword is screaming!

"Haha, old ghost," the human sword master suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "You are afraid, but I am not!"

"My generation of sword cultivators would rather die than submit! There is no reason to kneel down directly in the face of a strong man!"

"It's just ridiculous. You Guizong and my Jianzong are evil and righteous in this world. They have been opposed for thousands of years. I thought that although your Guizong is cruel, you can still be regarded as a hero."

"It's a pity that my sword sect has been as famous as your ghost sect for thousands of years!"

The old man in black was stunned, his face was embarrassing, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sword Master, don't be ignorant, everything I say is for your own good, these gods..."

"God?" The sword master in the world sneered and looked at the gods all over the sky: "Do you dare to take my sword?"

"Hehe." Black Bee smiled, but did not answer.

Muchen and other students couldn't help laughing out loud.

After all, who would be offended by an ant's provocation.

"Jianzong disciples, if anyone is afraid, you can withdraw from the city wall and hide among the people!" The human sword master said loudly.

A million sword cultivators stand on the city wall.

Facing the almost unstoppable god, they raised their swords one after another: "I am a sword cultivator, knowing death without fear!"

The sword points to the gods!

The sword master in the world laughed loudly: "Then please, follow me to fight!"

"This battle is for this aspect!"

"This battle is for thousands of creatures!"

"This battle, kill God!"

"Sword cultivator disciples, form an array, the God-killing array!"

Millions of sword cultivators fend off their swords one after another!

Millions of flying swords entangled in the air, forming a 10,000-meter giant sword!

That power made the black bee couldn't help squinting its eyes.

"Interesting." He chuckled.

"We may not lose this battle!" The human sword master and a group of elders stood on the city wall, looking at the gods: "We have a hundred-meter city wall, and we have millions of sword cultivators. My sword sect is here in this world!" It has been passed down for thousands of years!"

The fighting spirit is soaring!

A million swordsman, no longer a little bit of fear.

The common people seemed to be infected as well, raising their fists high.

"I won't lose!"

"Killing God!"

Full of fighting spirit.

Muchen yawned.

suddenly.

"One minute is up." Black Bee glanced at Mu Chen.

Muchen smiled and nodded.

A palm fell.

The majestic divine power surged out, turned into a giant palm of 10,000-meter raging fire, and smashed down! !

"boom!"

The city wall was shattered, and tens of thousands of sword cultivators died tragically!

The people full of fighting spirit were stunned, and the shouts full of fighting spirit stopped abruptly.

It wasn't until this moment that they really realized that their opponents were gods.

And, the power of the gods.

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