Almost all of the dead people were warriors from the king realm.

These people who were once extremely powerful in Lingzhi's eyes seemed so fragile at this moment.

With just one blow, they didn't even have much time to react, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

All resistance and resistance are in vain.

There were only white bones all over the ground, hard white bones, and cracked white bones, lying quietly in place, carrying the warmth of the original owner.

How many white bones are buried in the land of a foreign land.

Such a blow also caused this group of people, a group of hundreds of thousands, to stop for a moment.

They looked at the half-ancestral who took action in anger and grief. Although some people had a look of fear in their eyes, what is strange is that no one turned around and walked backwards.

"Who are you? You are coming directly for us at this time, are you looking for death?" Half Ancestor who took action frowned. Even though he was half Ancestor, he was stared at by hundreds of thousands of people who were ready to die, he still felt a little tricky and troublesome.

"We are the ones who come to kill you, the traitor."

The group of people stopped for a moment, and then they didn't know who shouted this.

Then there was a shocking cry, and it started to sound.

"Traitor, traitor, traitor..."

"Liao dog! Liao dog! Liao dog..."

The traitors and the lackeys, with a loud bang, broke through the sky with the shouts of hundreds of thousands of warriors, and shook the clouds in the sky, turning into dark clouds and falling in all directions.

The entire ruins of Taishang City were trembling and shaking.

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted, their power and beliefs were shocking.

Yin Meng, Ye Qingcheng and others stared at them in a daze, looking at the numerous king realm warriors in the mixed world, as many as half of the king realm warriors, with indescribable feelings in their hearts and countless passions rolling in their bodies.

Who said that we have no heroes or heroes?

These people are.

No matter what kind of cultivation he is, even if a warrior who has not practiced before, standing here without fear of life and death, he is a real hero, a hero worthy of everyone's admiration.

"Damn." The half-ancestral who tried to take Yin Meng as a Taoist partner cursed, "Just you, you still want to kill me? You don't urinate, just follow your virtue."

As he said that, he was angry and shook his hands unwillingly to throw Yin Meng to the side, and shrank his hand towards the crowd and covered him.

That was really a cover, and this blow covered no less than ten thousand people.

It was like a large dark cloud suddenly falling from the sky and covering a city.

Those who were shrouded inside looked at the pressed big hands, and the feelings in their eyes were extremely complicated.

However, their expressions were still tough and firm. Even when they were facing life and death, they had never taken a step back even though their legs were trembling.

They are the supreme heroes at this moment.

"Follow me to take action. If you can't kill him, you will hurt him. Even if you are polished, he will be polished to death!"

Some of the warriors in the Holy King realm roared and raised their arms. For a moment, not only the tens of thousands of people covered, but also the hundreds of thousands of people in the rear took action at the same time.

At this moment, this is the real thing, without reservation.

There are even a vast majority of people who directly patted their chests, stimulated the essence and blood in the heart, and expanded their strength several times.

There are also many in some directions, obviously from the same force, the fellow brothers and warriors from the same sect formed a formation. The power of thousands of people was not weaker than ten thousand people after the formation was expanded.

This is a blow from as many as 200,000 warriors.

It is already an unimaginable scene just for so many warriors to gather together.

And when they took action together, the light of spiritual power alone was enough to illuminate the darkness of the entire pseudo-world.

This light spread to the pseudo-world, every corner.

When it arrived at the Dancheng, the old man from the Artifact Spirit in Thirty-Three Heaven looked at this direction and lowered his head slightly to express his highest respect.

It was transmitted to the place where the Shen family was, sitting in the center of the Apocalypse Formation, and felt all this blankly, as if the scene of Taishang City was like the scene. Through these breaths, it reached her eyes and in front of her.

"Are you here?" Her expression seemed a bit strangely quiet and calm.

She sat cross-legged there quietly. After feeling the breath, and after feeling the desolation and tragic battlefield of Taishang City, she gently bit the tip of her tongue. The essence and blood on the tip of her tongue fell on the Apocalypse formation beneath her.

There is a long-lasting aura that swept away from the Apocalypse Formation, slowly awakening, stimulating, and rising.

...

In Taishang City, the spiritual power of these warriors illuminates the dark pseudo-world, and the sharpness of their weapons also has a strong momentum and determination to move forward.

Tear the surrounding void into pieces.

Then, such a blow collided with the palm of the half-ancestral.

The moment they contacted, as many as thousands of warriors turned into blood mist and died directly.

But then, the palm was leaning back, and a wound appeared first between the palms and fingers. With a slight sound, a drop of blood rolled down.

"How dare you hurt me?" The half-ancestral man was frightened and furious, unable to believe this scene.

He was about to pull out his strength and press down his palm, but at the moment when the power surged, his head stinged.

The white Ruyi Tower, under Ye Qingcheng's control, exploded directly at the moment when he was distracted, and actually knocked the spear into two pieces.

The natal Taoist soldier was destroyed, and the soul power of this half-ancestral man was naturally damaged, which was a great injury!

He was completely furious, "A group of fools, who fearlessly gave their lives for the sake of false things, did not know that there was no meaning."

His palms skyrocketed, but he did not turn around and say to Ye Qingcheng. Instead, his palm power suddenly increased and continued to press down.

Obviously, the fact that this group of "mobs" hurt him, made him feel that his dignity was strongly provoked.

"Some people have to die, in order to make some stronger people live. Some people have to use their lives, blood, and hope. Some people have to use their souls to scatter and gain a future that stands and survives."

There are warriors in the third level of the Saint King who speak strongly, and the sounds spread thousands of miles, like thunder rolling into everyone's ears.

He himself jumped up and chose to self-destruct the moment before rushing to his palm.

But under his behavior, many people seemed to have colluded and rushed forward one after another, and even chose to self-destruct!

Self-destruction can stimulate all the power in the warrior's body, and between the stimulation of spiritual power and soul power, the power is several times stronger than the warrior himself who takes full advantage of his efforts.
Chapter completed!