"Isn't this too much of a commotion?" This was only at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters. If it was on the ground, the damage would be unimaginable.”
"Is this the strength of an eight-star? If this was in the Magic and Battle Energy Continent,"
I'm Not a Mage said,"All Archmages have to step aside.”
"But compared to the group leader, I'm nothing."”
I'm Not a Mage, I'm not even worthy of being compared to the group leader!”
I Am the Sword God,[It's indeed quite exaggerated. Just the aftermath of such a terrifying battle alone.]
I Am the Sword God: ”
The Nine-Tailed Saintess said,"I feel the aftershock from this collision."
The Nine-tail Saintess said,"It can even destroy the Nine-tail Holy Land."”
"Although I don't know what the Nine-tail Holy Land looks like, I don't know what it looks like.”
"You're the Saintess, don't you know about the Holy Land?”
"Cough cough! I'm actually just a self-proclaimed saintess in the clan.”
The Nine-Tailed Saintess replied,[The Nine-Tailed Saintess has long been occupied.]”
“......”
Su Xiaoran felt a little awkward. After all, she was a Saintess, and she did not have any special status.
Ever since she was young, she had been on the run.
Because of the special nature of the Nine-tail clan, even if it had long declined, it would still be able to survive.
There are still many people with evil intentions
They wanted to capture their Nine-tail clan.
As a result, the Nine-tail clan, which only had more than 1,000 clansmen left, was mostly on the run.
And that so-called "Nine-tail Holy Land"
A thousand years ago
It was occupied by the wolf race of the demon race.
However, this little awkwardness was quickly thrown to the back of her mind. At this moment, she was looking at the live broadcast in the chat group in shock. This was the live broadcast camera that the group leader had turned on.
She could clearly feel the strong impact of the scene.
The power of such a powerful cultivator left her dumbstruck.
Such powerful strength made people's hearts tremble!
However, such a powerful existence was like an ant in the hands of the group leader.
No matter how the ants crawled and hopped, there was no way they could escape from the palm of their hands.
This might not even be comparable to an ant.
After all, ants might bite people.
Sometimes it hurts for a while
However, the so-called Realm Master of Qianyuan Small World couldn't do what an ant could do in front of the group leader.
This gap was simply too desperate. Su Xiaoran felt that if she was the Realm Lord of the Qianyuan Small World, she might as well commit suicide.
Because in the face of an existence like the group leader, suicide might be a slightly more dignified death.
However, Su Xiaoran would not feel pity for the Realm Lord of the Qianyuan Small World.
Since the other party had a killing intent towards the group leader senior.
That meant that the other party was definitely not a good person!
As long as they were the group leader's enemies, they were her enemies!
"However, the other party is probably not worthy of being an enemy of the group of seniors, right?”
Su Xiaoran muttered to herself, They're not on the same level at all.”
......
In the Eastern Yan Divine Land, the crescent wheel in the Deadmire of Life crumbled in an instant, causing the white-robed man's expression to turn pale. The reverse blood that surged in his chest quickly made his expression turn red, making him look extremely comical.
Traces of dark red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, causing him to cough a few times. His expression was extremely ugly.
The reason why a life-bound magic treasure was called a life-bound magic treasure was that it naturally had a certain connection with the body.
Once his intrinsic magic treasure was damaged, he would also be injured.
If his natal dharma treasure was directly shattered, then he would suffer a huge backlash!
Feeling the terrible condition in his body
The white-robed man raised his head and looked at the sea of blood that was already very close to him. It carried a dense bloody aura.
The wails of the ghosts were extremely ear-piercing.
The ghastly white bones that were faintly discernible in the sea of blood seemed to want to pull people into the abyss of hell!
The white-robed man's expression was ugly, and at the same time, he was filled with disbelief.
His mind was filled with questions that no one could answer.
Why was the other party so powerful? Was the other party a mortal or an immortal?
What did the other party look like? Was it a man or a woman?
Just what level was the other party's cultivation at?
No one answered his questions.
Everything was filled with questions.
It also made him feel indignant!
The plan of integrating the resources of the two small worlds and transcending the tribulation was already very close. The result of transcending the tribulation and ascending was about to be within reach. It was really unexpected that such a person was actually hidden in this small world!
This kind of power made it impossible for anyone to resist. It even caused the white-robed man's heart to produce an aura called despair without him knowing!
Yes, it was! He felt an aura that he had not felt for thousands of years.
This special aura was called 'despair', and it was hard to admit that such an emotion would appear in one's heart!
The difference between heaven and earth made this despair even more intense.
"Even if I die here today, I won't let you have an easy time!”
He didn't know where this thought came from.
The white-robed man's face flashed with viciousness. At this moment, his thousands of years of self-restraint
At this moment of imminent death, it was already
He had completely lost all of them!
Self-destruct! The word " crazy " crawled into his mind at this moment.
The thought that was born grew stronger and stronger!
The sea of blood was already close at hand, and it looked like it was about to swallow the entire hall.
The white-robed man knew that he could still run.
But where could he run to?!
There were still more than ten days before the barrier between the two small worlds opened, but he could not even break through the other party's killing array. There was no way for him to run out of this so-called forbidden zone!
He finally understood why this place was qualified to be called the Deadmire.
No life could take root here.
It was not only because of the special miasma that could corrode cultivators.
At the same time, there was also this kind of formation that could not be defended against!
A grand array that could trap and kill even a tenth stage tribulation transcending cultivator!
It was as if the stars had moved between heaven and earth. It was as if there was a trap array mixed in the killing array.
It caused the white-robed man to lose his sense of direction.
He even realized that his Spiritual Force was restricted. His Spiritual Force could not spread out at all, as if there was an invisible barrier in the air.
However, a thought came to his mind, and he could not help but be stunned.
Was self-destruction useful? Could it hurt the other party at all? He did not even know where the other party was.
When this thought surfaced in his mind, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
The fierce expression on his face seemed to have been restrained a little.
He seemed to have lost his mind for a moment.
However, it was in this moment
Everything was too late.
In the endless sea of blood, piles of bones that were faintly visible seemed to be alive. They condensed into white bone chains. Countless chains shot out in the sky, trapping the entire hall firmly as if they were tied up into a huge ball of bones.
The howls were like the howls of ten thousand ghosts, tormenting everyone's divine souls.
Oh no, not everyone. It was only the white-robed man!
Because the ten Mahayana cultivators
Without any resistance
They were all drowned by the sea of blood just now!
They didn't even have the chance to struggle when they were submerged in the sea of blood. The Dharma treasures on their bodies were useless!
Their bodies were instantly melted
His divine soul could not hold on for more than a few breaths.
This white-robed man, the Realm Lord of the Qianyuan Small World, also followed the footsteps of the ten Mahayana Realm cultivators because of his momentary absent-mindedness.
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