In the battlefield of the Soul Lost Abyss, although Zhuge Liang and Bai Qi's martial soul fusion skills are as powerful as the full-strength attack of a powerful man in the Demigod Realm, and it also successfully made the Demon General successfully get the trap, but...

The son of destiny is different.

Not only is he worried about his life, but he also successfully makes a breakthrough when facing death.

It reached a level 100!

Gained God-level power.

Zhuge Liang and Bai Qi have been defeated, and the battlefield of Luohun Abyss is in a hurry.

And at this moment, Haotian Sect.

The power of Wanjian Guizong has also accumulated to a very terrifying level.

A heavy rain poured.

Then the rain also condensed into a flying sword.

The flying swords in the sky are already overwhelming and countless.

And now, the flying swords are layer after layer.

Within ten miles of radius, there is no trace of the original color of the sky.

With the naked eye, you can only see the flying sword.

Looking at this scene, countless powerful people from Haotian Sect have begun to despair.

How can I fight this?

The faces of the six elders also became extremely ugly.

After weighing the pros and cons of them, they were just going to face so many flying swords, and the lowest-level flying swords, at least they were all full-strength attacks from the Soul King.

There are so many flying swords, at least there must be...

One million?

Two million?

No one knows exactly how many.

Anyway, a lot of it is all.

Ning Fengzhi, the Great Dragon and Snake couple, and a group of Douluo powerful men with titles, looked at the scene in front of them, and they were in fear.

At the same time, there is also a bit of gratitude.

If they don't choose to surrender, then the outcome...

It goes without saying!

This move of Wanjian Guizong is even a strong man at level 100. I am afraid that he will not easily say that he can take it?

They have never seen the legendary level 100, and they don’t know how strong it is.

But looking at the flying swords in front of me, I felt that this power had definitely reached the level of gods.

"Heaven will destroy my Haotian Sect!!!"

Tang Xiao sighed to the sky, his voice full of reluctance.

With such a strong person coming in person, there is no way out for Haotian Sect to live.

Outside Haotian Sect.

Tang Yuehua looked at the countless flying swords in the sky, his body shaking, trembling a few times, and couldn't help but take three steps back, almost falling to the ground with weakness.

No matter who sees this scene, you will feel desperate.

Beside him, the four soul saints were extremely pale and bloodless.

puff!

Tang Yuehua finally spit out a mouthful of blood, "Is Haotian Sect really helpless?"

At this moment, in different places in the world, countless strong people looked in the direction where Haotian Sect was located.

The Temple of War Spirit.

Secret room.

Qian Daoliu, who had been in seclusion for ten years, finally opened his eyes and kept staring at the sky.

At this moment, countless clouds seemed to be summoned or pulled by powerful forces.

Like flowing water, it surged continuously towards the Haotian Sect.

It was the sun that was rising, but the whole sky became dark in an instant.

It's like this in the darkness.

It can be seen from the naked eye that countless auras surge towards the direction of Haotian Sect.

The real world is changing!

"Blood...demon!"

"The revenge of killing a son is irreconcilable!"

puff!

Qian Daoliu felt stuffy in his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood.

A punch hit the wall, and with a bang, all the surrounding buildings collapsed.

Countless powerful people in the Martial Soul Hall were alarmed and rushed over.

Seeing the figure, everyone knelt on one knee, "See the Great Elder!"

Qiandaoliu is the great elder of the Elders' Hall.

Prajna is the great elder of the Pope's Hall.

After ten years of retreat, this strong man finally came out of seclusion.

The aura that came from him made countless strong men frightened.

"Is the Great Elder... breaking through to the realm of the Demigod?"

"My Spirit Hall is finally about to rise!"

"Song State, next is your doomsday!"

In the direction of the Pope's Palace, Prajna, who was originally lying on the bed and taking a nap lazyly, turned over and got out of bed at once.

Looking towards the direction of the Elders' Hall, his expression was solemn, "Is this...the realm of a demigod?"

With a whisper, she saw through the window and her eyes also fell in the direction of Haotian Sect.

Soon, a crane of thousands of miles flew out of her hand.

A small bamboo tube was tied to Qianlihe's feet.

City of Killing.

The magma is rolling, and the flames are igniting.

On a noble throne with a majestic and murderous aura, the king of killing who had been closing his eyes finally opened his eyes.

An unprecedented fear was revealed in his pupils.

boom!

A blood-red magma wave surged into the sky, and the king of killing stood with his hands behind his back, standing at the top of the wave.

"Look, you are the king of killing!"

"The King of Killing has appeared!"

"What a powerful aura!"

"I don't know what level the realm of the King of Killing is?" someone said curiously.

"According to this fluctuation, it is at least level 98 or above!" the experienced adventurer replied.

"What is he looking at?"

"have no idea!"

Above the magma air wave, the King of Killing looked in the direction of Haotian Sect and frowned, "He finally took action again!"

The only thing that scared him in the whole world was only twice.

The last time, it happened more than ten years ago.

That night, he will never forget the sword of the sky.

When the sword was slashed out, his entire killing capital was boiling, with a turbulent momentum and was not under his control at all.

It was also that time that he was seriously injured!

That sword was not targeted at him, but he was still affected by the fish pond.
To be continued...