Chapter 7282 The Last Battle 30
Finally reached the moment... when the Law of the Continent was triggered!
"Once the law of the continent is created, as long as we use the power of the holy order, we will be directly obliterated by the power of the law!"
The old man's face was extremely serious.
"This is the real power of heaven and earth. Unless you have power beyond the divine realm, you can ignore the world of the world. Otherwise, under the law, no one can live!"
Everyone gasped!
Surrounded by silence and chills!
They all felt the terrible pressure coming from the top of their heads.
That is a kind of fear that really comes from the heart!
That power can really wipe them out of this world completely!
"Could it be... you want to let them go?"
Someone cried out unwillingly.
"However, what if we suppress our own cultivation and only use the power of the king?"
"If our strength does not have an overwhelming advantage over the opponent, of course we can..."
The old man gave a wry smile.
"But... despite the strength of the king rank, are you sure that you can beat them?"
Everyone gasped!
There is silence all around!
They looked at Mo Ziqing and the others who were standing in front of them, only a few hundred people left, with ragged clothes and blood stains all over their bodies.
Can't say a word.
Although these people were bruised and bruised, everyone was on the verge of falling, and they even needed the support of others to stand still.
However, in their eyes, they all shone with a frightening light!
Just like a hungry wolf that eats people!
Let people look at it, and everyone has lingering fears!
Under this pressure, all the saint rank masters couldn't help but take a step back.
No, what the old man said touched their hearts!
Even when they can exert their full strength.
All were shocked by the ruthlessness of these people!
Killing so hard that blood can be seen with every punch, and the knife hits the flesh!
What's more, when I can only exert the strength of the king level!
Don't forget, most of these people in front of you.
It's only the king rank!
Thinking of this, these holy rank powerhouses who have always been aloof and regard these people in front of them as ants.
Almost trembling back a few steps!
That's right!
They have to admit it.
After stripping off that layer of holy rank halo.
They are, in fact, nothing!
He was even beaten by the group of people in front of him!
"Master Saint..."
At the same time, they looked at Feng Ziluan with dry throats.
There was a begging look in his eyes.
If you change to the scene just now.
Of course they will obey Feng Ziluan's orders.
but now……
A battle that must be lost, is it necessary to fight again?
None of them found out.
Subconsciously, they have acquiesced.
If the two sides are pulled to the same starting line.
I am not as good as the ones in front of me, what they call rubbish!
In other words, these pretentious holy rank powerhouses.
They bowed their noble heads.
Give up!
Mo Ziqing supported the back of his knife with all his strength, limped on one leg, and stood up.
He desperately wiped the blood off his face.
Try to see clearly how many people are still alive behind you.
Miserable, too miserable!
In this battle, more than 90% of them died!
Those who were lucky enough to survive were also seriously injured!
"Nalan, uncle..."
He was hoarse.
Cloudy tears flowed from his eyes.
Well, these old fellas.
None of them died.
Even though Nalan, who has always been handsome, has knife marks all over his face, and he can no longer see his true face.