"Road to the Yellow Springs!"
As Zhou Luo's voice fell, it was as if there was magic in it. The entire world fell silent for a moment.
"Haha!"
The eagle-nosed man laughed loudly and snorted!
He felt that Zhou Luozhi's words were simply too frightening!
"Hah!"
"Ha…ha!"
"Hah…"
However, as he laughed, his laughter became softer and softer. In the end, it even turned into a whimper.
The surroundings were strange.
His expression gradually turned into one of fear.
Something was wrong!
The surroundings seemed to be too quiet.
The eagle-nosed man suddenly looked around. The Martial King brothers around him froze as if they were frozen in place.
Their expressions were full of mockery, vivid and lifelike!
However, there was no sound at all.
What was going on?
In an instant, the hawk-nosed man was so frightened that his pores enlarged. His hair went numb, and his entire body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.
He approached a nearby Martial King and gently touched his body.
Bang!
His body was like a porcelain doll. Cracks appeared on the surface of his skin, and he finally turned into ashes with a bang.
Gulp!
A head fell at his feet with a thud.
"Ah!"
The eagle-nosed man was stunned and exclaimed.
As soon as his voice fell, it seemed to have triggered something!!!
Bang!
Bang!
The bodies of several Martial Kings began to turn into ashes.
One!
Two!
…
Ten!
…
A hundred!
…
One hundred and seventy-two!
Nearly two hundred heads fell to the ground in unison.
Gulp!
Gulp!
The heads were piled up like mountains, but there was not a single corpse around.
The eagle-nosed man was dumbfounded!
How did they die?
He didn't even see Zhou Luo make a move!!
Demons!
This was a demonic technique!
"I…I don't want to die!"
The eagle-nosed man was terrified and fled like a madman.
Zhou Luo looked over.
His movements were extremely slow in front of Zhou Luo, as if he was slowing down his movements. Moreover, there were several afterimages around his body, which were all possible trajectories of his movements!
[Polycoria ability: Perception and prediction of enemy movements.]
The right eye represented destruction!
When his gaze reached the netherworld, Zhou Luo's right eye would see death and endless darkness.
The eagle-nosed man tried his best to run, but he ran slower and slower.
The more he ran!
The slower!
Because his legs were gradually becoming shorter, it was as if his legs were slowly being erased from a painting.
"No!"
The eagle-nosed man's face was filled with fear.
This wasn't pain, but a kind of reverence and fear towards the unknown power!
What kind of power was this?
From his legs to his waist!
To the chest!
Up to the neck!
It slowly disappeared.
In the end, only a head was left rolling forward.
……
The Yan Clan's Imperial Palace!
The imperial palace was ancient, and it looked like an old place from a thousand years ago.
Zhou Luo had once heard a legend that the Tianwu Kingdom used to be called the Great Yan Kingdom.
At this moment, in the main hall of the Imperial Palace, an old man was struggling to move forward.
His name was Qin Feng, and he was the commander of a certain imperial guard beside the Emperor.
Although he was a ninth-grade Martial King, his strength was enough to kill a second or third-grade Martial Emperor!
His strength was extremely abnormal!
But now…
His body was constantly cracking, and blood was gushing out. One could even see his pulsing blood vessels.
Qin Feng was being continuously suppressed by a terrifying pressure!
His face was twisted as he was under immense pressure.
But he never took a step back!
He stared at the Emperor Level Expert in front of him with a fiery gaze.
He wanted to get close to her like crazy.
On the throne, there was a human-shaped fire light. He kept breathing in and out the Qi of Heaven and Earth and absorbing the essence of all things!
"The Wu Zong True Spirit is mine!"
"As long as I have him, I can dominate the Tianwu Kingdom!”
"I can control ninety-nine of this empire's territory!”
Qin Feng's eyes turned scarlet.
Madness!
Fiery!
Greed!
The allure of this ball of light was simply too great.
It was so big that even Wu Zongs could personally set it up!
It was only a hundred meters from the main hall to the throne, but every meter was like ascending to the heavens.
He had walked 53 meters, but it felt like he had walked for the rest of his life!
"Hurry!"
Qin Feng was anxious. He roared and even burned his cultivation essence blood and life essence blood at all costs!
62 meters!
As he stepped on the ground, a large number of cracks appeared on the hard spirit iron.
The pressure released by the Wu Zong True Spirit was too terrifying. It was simply unbearable!
Blood appeared in front of his eyes, but he could no longer take another step forward.
Limit!
It was already the limit!
He couldn't accept this, and he roared in rage. He knelt on the ground and hammered the ground, tears streaming down his face!
How could Qin Feng not want to give up? However, he was powerless!
Da!
Da!
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps rang out. Qin Feng was slightly startled.
He looked back, but there was nothing.
Da!
Da!
Footsteps sounded again, and he suddenly looked forward.
Weng!
Qin Feng's head rumbled.
A young man slowly walked forward, but with every step, his body would teleport more than ten meters.
At this moment…
He was only one meter away from the Wu Zong True Spirit.
"This?"
"How is that possible?"
Qin Feng's eyes turned blood red as he stared dumbfoundedly.
He was dumbfounded!
He had burned everything and spent three days to reach 62 meters.
But…
Him!
One breath!
Or they could reach 100 meters in two breaths and arrive in front of the Wu Zong True Spirit.
How could this be done by a human?
Even when the War God was young, he couldn't have done it, right?
"No!"
"You can't take that?"
"Hurry!"
"Quickly return it to me!"
Seeing Zhou Luo keeping the Wu Zong True Spirit, Qin Feng went completely mad.
At the same time!
The pressure of a Wu Zong disappeared.
His figure rushed forward like a storm.
Boom!
He missed.
Qin Feng turned his head with a fierce gaze. He immediately rushed out of the hall.
He looked at the black-robed youth walking slowly not far away. His expression gradually became ferocious and crazy. He roared,"Where are the 172 Martial Kings?”
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