Chapter 1080 The Death of Jun Hao (10)

In the void, more than twenty figures stood facing the wind.

In front of that group of people was He Feixiang.

His huge aura enveloped the sky, causing the entire blue sky to be shrouded in dark clouds.

"He is in the middle god realm!"

Qing Yi's expression changed drastically.

"What is the Central God?" Bai Changfeng turned to look at Xian Qingyi in confusion, frowning slightly.

"For example, the one you just broke through to the God Realm is the Earth God, and then you have the Middle God, the Upper God, the Mysterious God, the Lord, and the True God."

Bai Changfeng and others were slightly stunned. They didn't expect that there were so many levels above the divine level. The girl in Tsing Yi even said, is the leader's strength among the middle gods?

How to fight this battle that spans one level?

They have absolutely no chance of winning.

However, even if there is no chance of winning, they must drag it on!

"Are you guys the one who killed my son?" He Feixiang looked down at the people below, his eyes slightly narrowed with a look of ruthlessness.

Xiaomi shook his huge body and stood up: "I killed your son, so what? That bastard dares to bully my master's relatives, he deserves to die!"

boom!

He Feixiang became furious, pressing down on Xiaomi like a huge mountain.

Under this heavy momentum, Xiaomi only felt that his bones were being crushed. He gritted his teeth and held on. Every time he almost fell to the ground, he was forced to hold himself up... …

"Xiao Mi!"

Qing Yi was shocked and hurriedly walked to Xiaomi's side and supported her body.

She cast her cold eyes towards the sky and landed on He Feixiang, who was wearing a white robe.

"Hmph!" He Feixiang snorted coldly, "Why did my son do anything wrong and you hurt his life? You still refuse to repent! Today, I will avenge my son!"

However, what He Feixiang didn't expect was that there were so many divine levels in this continent. No wonder his son would die here.

It seems that that time, he really underestimated this continent. Otherwise, he would never have sent his biological son here and even let him die.

"Your son killed so many innocent people and wanted to massacre the entire continent. Isn't he wrong?"

Qing Yi sneered, this laughter was sarcastic.

"Hahaha!"

He Feixiang laughed wildly, and his crazy laughter spread throughout every corner of the Holy Land and lingered for a long time.

"Does the life of a group of ants deserve to be compared with the life of my son? It was my order for my son to massacre the mainland. He did nothing wrong! On the contrary, it is you who are guilty of an unforgivable crime!"

Are the lives of these people worthy of being compared with the life of his son? Even if all the people in the entire continent were put together, they would not be as noble as his son's life!

"Spirit Master," an old man behind him raised his fist and said to He Feixiang, "I feel that these people want to delay time. There is no need for us to talk nonsense with them. We can just kill them directly."

He Feixiang nodded indifferently, his blood-stained eyes scanning everyone present.

"Today, I, He Feixiang, will massacre this entire continent and use the blood of everyone on the continent to honor my son!"

As soon as He Feixiang finished speaking, the group of gods behind him had already started to move...

Chu Ran saw that a battle was inevitable. He took a deep breath, and immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist. His body was like the wind, and he rushed towards the group of spiritual masters.

The wind is blowing and the dust is dancing.