Chapter 758 Ants

I don't see how Zhang Qingyuan made a gesture. He stepped out of the void with a light step, and his figure rushed into the crowd as if it had turned into an afterimage.

Lightly tap with two fingers in the void, the true essence will swell, and it will turn into a heavy sword and shoot out like a shadow!

The sharp sword energy is as light as the wings of cicadas,

But with the invincible and terrifying power, whether it is the hard raw ore shield, the weapon in hand, or the protective shield formed by displaying fighting spirit, the surrounding sea soldiers are like a red-hot iron sword cutting through solidified butter, There is no hindrance at all.

a breath of effort,

Zhang Qingyuan's figure passed through a distance of more than ten feet like a black lightning. All the soldiers of the Hai clan along the way were killed and their bodies were separated, which did not act as an obstacle at all.

"This!!!"

Such a tragic scene made all the remaining sea soldiers who were planning to rush up suddenly stand there as if they had fallen into an ice cave, unable to move a finger on their bodies.

There was only a bang in my head, my head was roaring, all my thoughts were scattered and shattered, and endless panic surged into my heart, almost drowning them!

What happened? !

How come all the allies in front are dead in an instant?

Boundless fear spread in the hearts of all the sea people.

But Zhang Qingyuan didn't have any sympathetic thoughts. With a sway of his sleeves, terrifying power surged up into waves like real waves, one after another, and the huge power swept away along the waves of space instantly, like a heavy hammer hitting one On the chests of the soldiers of the sea tribe, overwhelming force poured in, blasting each of the sea tribe into the air, and the tyrannical force smashed their internal organs and bones to pieces!

this blow,

Hundreds of Hai Clan soldiers were bombarded and killed in an instant. Among them, there were even some Hai Clan fighters comparable to the ninth level of the Spiritual Origin Realm, but in Zhang Qingyuan's hands, they still had no power to resist, just like ants were easily crushed!

"I used to be able to only look up at the realm, but now it's just an ant that can be crushed with the palm of my hand."

Consciousness enveloped the audience,

Almost sensing the breath of the Hai clan soldiers in the entire town, Zhang Qingyuan let out a long sigh in his heart, feeling a sense of vicissitudes.

I think back when I traveled to this world,

A sense of crisis is shrouded in my heart every day, forcing myself to practice hard.

In my own eyes at that time,

The Ninth Level of the Spiritual Origin Realm is already a formidable master.

Enough to become a powerful elder-like figure in the family.

Thirty years have passed now, time is changing, and the world is perishable. The masters of the realm who could only look up to at the beginning are nothing more than ants in my eyes.

If he traveled to this world back then and didn't work hard to practice,

Instead, relying on the identity of a practitioner to be a rich man in this world to enjoy himself and marry a dozen or twenty beautiful mortal women, what will be the result?

Such a thought suddenly flashed in Zhang Qingyuan's mind.

In this way, maybe I will live extremely comfortably in the past thirty years, enjoy the privileges brought by practitioners, live a decadent and degenerate life in feudal society, and be able to live a lifetime in style.

but then,

That's it.

Twenty years of enjoyment, he may have grown into a rich man with a big belly in his prime of life, and when the Zhang family faced a catastrophe, he was like a dazed and ignorant pig and dog, who was affected by a higher level of targeting at that time, and finally fell in a daze. The ashes disappeared.

Or earlier, they were involved in the struggle and died unexpectedly.

From here to there,

None of them are qualified to get in touch with the truth behind it.

The fate of life is dominated by people.

"I don't want to be like the mortals in this city, who will be wiped out easily. Only by constantly improving my own strength can I have the possibility of controlling my own destiny!"

On this island, 200,000 mortals easily perished.

In front of them are the soldiers of the sea clan who were easily wiped out by him.

one by one,

Zhang Qingyuan's Dao heart became more and more firm.

If you don't want to be ruled over by others like ants, then you have to be stronger than them, stronger than everyone else!

The vast world of comprehension,

Only one's own strength is the greatest reliance!

"Human cultivator, you are courting death!"

After Zhang Qingyuan wiped out hundreds of thousands of Hai Clan soldiers with one blow, a roar tore through the sky from the center of the town in the distance, and swept over with a huge momentum like lightning!

The powerful oppression, like the essence, caused the crumbling houses along the way to collapse one after another.

The momentum is astonishing!

He is the priest of the Sea Clan, comparable to a strong man in the early and mid-term of the True Yuan Realm, and also the leader of the Sea Clan who attacked this island.

The Hai Clan priest floated in mid-air, approaching as swiftly as a thunderbolt,

But unfortunately,

He is late.

Seeing the hundreds of thousands of clansmen who died all around, almost all of their tribe's youth and strength were lost during this trip, the priest's eyes were wide open, and the red eyeballs seemed to spew out fire.

"Human race, take your life!"

Holding up the blue staff in his hand, among the spikes that swelled from the top of the staff, amidst the loud bang, lightning and thunder as thick as arms tore through the sky, and instantly condensed into giant pillars of thunder that were as thick as buckets. Breaking through the space, it ruthlessly bombarded and fell towards Zhang Qingyuan!

The terrifying momentum shook the world, and the light between the sky and the earth was covered and suppressed by the dazzling thunder light!

The terrifying power penetrates the void and tears the atmosphere apart!

The power contained in it is enough to smash a mountain tens of feet high!

"Under the holy Thor!"

high above the sky,

The sea priest's heart ached, and he looked at the hateful human race that was about to be hit by the giant pillar of thunder, and there was a hint of carefree ferocity on his face.

This staff was a treasure personally rewarded to him by the royal family.

Unleash the power it emits, no one below the High Priest can stop it!

Even if it is the existence of the high priest level, if one is not aware of it, he will suffer heavy losses!

This human race,

Dead!

"Being able to kill my tribe so quickly, you are considered a strong priest at the priest level, and being able to take your head off to the royal level should barely make up for the loss this time... .”

The priest's ugly face softened slightly.

In his eyes, the human kid in front of him was doomed.

must die,

This is the price for killing his people!

And an enemy at the priest level, with such strength, might be a strong man among the human race. Using his head to ask for merit from the royal family can more or less make up for the loss.

And at this very moment,

Boom!

When the giant pillar of thunder light fell, the explosion in the imagination did not happen. Instead, it froze for a moment like time freezes, and the thunder froze in a dead world!

Subsequently,

Crash!

The clear voice tore apart the dead silence world! High-speed text hand typing I have a proficiency panel chapter list