Chapter 1118: Liberating Zelong

Tu Li swept his right hand through the air, creating a gray arc.

This gray arc cut down fiercely at everyone, and at the same time, huge gray energy balls fell one after another.

Li Hanxue roared: "The attack just now definitely made Tu Li pay a heavy price! Everyone, come again!"

Everyone worked together and made another attack.

Boom!

A huge black thunder ball rushed out, broke the gray arc, and hit Tu Li fiercely.

Tu Li was a little surprised when he saw that his moves were broken: "I didn't expect that this group of ants, with so many holy weapons, could actually burst out such a powerful force."

Tu Li sneered, "But do you think I will be hit by your trick again?"

Tu Li's body shook, easily avoiding the black thunder ball, and his big hand directly covered the four seriously injured people.

"Not good! Run!"

Tu Li chose the four weakest seriously injured people to attack, which immediately disrupted the defense formation of Li Hanxue and others, causing their defense to completely collapse.

Although the four seriously injured soldiers were holding holy weapons, they were all thrown backwards by Tu Li's terrible blow, and their bodies collapsed in the air.

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The strength of the sixth-level Saint Lord was too terrible. Any wild warrior who faced Tu Li alone would almost be killed in one move. Even Li Hanxue would probably be no exception.

Tu Li swept his hand and firmly grasped the four holy weapons in his hand, laughing: "I also have holy weapons. Let's see how you can compete with me!"

Tu Li frowned and transformed into two arms. He held a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. The two transformed arms grabbed a spear and a golden holy stick respectively. He looked like an ancient ancestor of the Brahma clan, and rushed into the crowd unscrupulously.

"Hahahaha...die!"

Tu Li swept the four holy weapons, and four terrible lights covered a radius of 100 miles.

Li Hanxue and others were scattered at once and quickly dispersed.

Everyone hurriedly raised the holy weapons to resist the impact of the terrifying light.

Despite the defense of the holy weapon, Tu Li was a sixth-level holy king after all, and he was holding four holy weapons. The power he unleashed was simply unimaginable.

Although it was a group attack, most of the wild warriors present were injured by just this impact.

Five wild warriors vomited blood directly, their bodies collapsed, and they almost fainted.

Most of the others were pale as paper, their blood and qi in their bodies surged, and then they couldn't stop bleeding.

Only Li Hanxue, Jian Wufeng, Wei Xuetong, and Liu Xian'er were not injured. Even Qing Ling and Qing Luo had a trace of blood at the corners of their mouths.

"Sixth-level holy king, is it true that we can't match him?" Liu Xian'er's face was pale, and there was a dim light of despair in her eyes.

Tu Li only made one move and injured all the more than 30 masters holding holy weapons. The situation was overwhelmingly unfavorable to Li Hanxue and others, and the next battle seemed to have no suspense at all.

However, Tu Li was quite dissatisfied with this result. In his opinion, he would kill and injure a lot of people as soon as he attacked.

However, only a few people were seriously injured, and no one died.

"This group of humans still has some ability." Tu Li sneered, "But it doesn't matter, you will die sooner or later anyway."

As soon as the voice fell, Tu Li waved four holy weapons again, and four terrible holy lights that wiped out all life came out and swept towards everyone indiscriminately.

Boom!

With a loud bang, more than ten people were directly annihilated in the holy light.

Zhang Tianpeng saw this and clapped his hands and laughed: "Good death, good death! If you hadn't agreed to Zhang Moran's misbehavior, you wouldn't have died today. This is called self-inflicted trouble, hahaha..."

More than ten people died, and the rest were also injured to varying degrees. Even Li Hanxue felt a tearing pain in her body.

Everyone looked desperate: "The Sixth Order Saint is too strong. We don't have the slightest power to fight back in front of him. It's over, completely over."

"Brother Zhang, we are going to die here!" Liu Xian'er looked at Li Hanxue deeply and showed a sad smile.

Qingluo tightly grasped Qingling's hand, feeling very guilty: "Sister, I hurt you and Sister Wei. If I hadn't been so willful, you wouldn't have to be buried with me. It's all my fault."

Qingluo's eyes suddenly became wet, and tears as big as beans dripped down.

Qingling touched Qingluo's head and showed a faint smile that looked down on life and death: "Silly girl, sister is the one who loves you the most, how could she blame you. If you survive this disaster, you must change your willful temper in the future."

"Yeah." Qingluo nodded heavily.

Jian Wufeng's men were anxious: "Master Jian, you are the grandson of the Pavilion Master, don't you have any way to communicate with the Pavilion Master? With the unpredictable and great power of the Pavilion Master, he can definitely save us from the water and fire."

Jian Wufeng smiled bitterly and said: "Do you think my grandfather is an omniscient and omnipotent god? This is the land of the remnant gods, and it is so far away from the Buried Sword Pavilion. It is impossible for my grandfather to come here."

The disciples of the Buried Sword Pavilion were full of despair.

Listening to everyone telling their last words, Tu Li smiled and said: "Zhang Moran, now you still refuse to surrender? Half of your companions have died because of your stupid decision."

Li Hanxue shook her head: "Tu Li, you Canshen clan would rather die than become slaves of the human race, how could we be worse than you Canshen? Don't waste your words, we can't surrender."

Although Li Hanxue's position was firm, the position of one of the disciples of Zangjian Pavilion was shaken: "I... I am willing to surrender!"

As soon as the words of Zangjian Pavilion came out, the holy sword in Jian Wufeng's hand trembled suddenly and flew out quickly.

The man's head fell to the ground immediately and died on the spot.

Jian Wufeng showed a resolute look that he would never see at other times, and shouted sternly: "Whoever dares to surrender to the Canshen clan, I, Jian Wufeng, will be the first to kill him!"

Jian Wufeng's cruelty shocked all those who were shaken in their hearts.

Gui Sun Bing said: "Master, now is a critical moment, quickly release the Saint Lord Zelong! Otherwise, even you will die here."

Li Hanxue was hesitant. If he removed the soul imprint on the Saint Lord Zelong, he might not be able to completely suppress the other party against the six two-eyed residual gods. Maybe the Saint Lord Zelong might even turn the tables.

However, at this time, Li Hanxue had no choice but to release the Saint Lord Zelong.

Li Hanxue sighed: "Zelong, I will remove all the soul imprints on your holy soul later."

When the Saint Lord Zelong heard this, he was overjoyed: "Master, is this true?"

Li Hanxue sighed: "You are also a human. If you want to kill me for revenge, I hope you can kill those residual gods first and then kill me."

At this time, the Saint Lord Zelong was still under Li Hanxue's control, so he was extremely loyal to Li Hanxue: "Master, I will do as you say."

Li Hanxue frowned, and his mental power swept out suddenly, breaking all the soul imprints on the Saint Lord Zelong's holy soul.

A red figure suddenly jumped out of Li Hanxue's storage bag, and golden soul imprints exploded one after another. The golden holy soul of the Dragon Selector suddenly expanded, and the infinite power of heaven and earth was sucked into the golden holy soul. Ten thousand feet of golden light burst out from the body of the red holy puppet, and the whole area within a hundred miles was a golden world.

The crazy laughter of the Dragon Selector echoed between heaven and earth: "Hahahaha... I, the Dragon Selector, am finally free!"

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