"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a lucky person. The reward is 30,000 luck points!”The system notification sounded slowly.
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Boom!
A divine sword appeared in Ryuji's hand. Cold light shot out from the blade, and it was covered in a bloody light. Countless vengeful spirits were roaring faintly. An extremely terrifying killing intent erupted and swept across the sky. It was as if one could see the wails of countless creatures.
Killing intent boiled. No one knew how many lives had been lost in the divine sword in Ryuji's hand.
No one knew how many people Ryuji had killed.
However…
Through the resentment of the divine sword, they seemed to see a world-shaking killing god walk out, stepping on countless corpses and carrying a vast sea of blood to the world.
Black Army.
Among the 3,000 Saints, Dragon One was the most talented and powerful. He was the leader of the Black Army.
Among them, there was only Ryuji.
He was the closest to Dragon One. Among the Black Army, there was only one person who could surpass Dragon One.
That was Ryuji.
"Three Thousand Blood Seas!"
Ryuji brandished his long sword, and peerless sword Qi swept across the sky. The vast and boundless killing intent materialized into a sea of blood that instantly descended and enveloped the entire sky.
At that moment.
It was as if hell had descended. Endless wails and killing intent filled the entire sky.
Everyone felt their scalps go numb and their bodies go cold.
Even a True Monarch Realm expert felt like his divine soul was about to explode and die just by looking at it.
"You can't kill me!"
The Golden-Winged Roc Grand Sage was still struggling. He did not want to die here. Furthermore, as a Great Sage, he did not feel that he was on par with the other party.
Roar!
The Supreme Saint instantly transformed into the Golden-Winged Roc King, turning into a towering giant hand. The three-thousand-mile golden wings blotted out the sky and covered almost the entire sky, enveloping everything below in Yin and Yang.
"108,000 Feather Swords!"
The secret technique that the Golden-Winged Roc King had used before, countless divine lights shot out, turning into a golden ocean that pushed towards the sea of blood.
Rumble!
A deafening explosion rang out as two colors of light erupted, engulfing everything and turning the world into two colors.
In the sky.
The sea of blood and the sea of gold boiled, as if they were going to drown everything.
The two terrifying powers exploded. The earth shook, the void shattered, and everything in the surrounding thousands of miles was instantly turned into dust.
If it wasn't for Dragon One's protection, the entire city would have been destroyed.
Even if there was a Sage overseeing it, it would be reduced to ashes like an ant.
A battle between Great Saints was not something that a Sage could interfere in.
He had reached this level.
It could almost be said to be world-destroying.
Coo coo.
"What a terrifying battle."
The Sage of the Ancient Gold Race gulped in horror. He looked at the battle in the distance in fear. The suffocating pressure made him feel small for the first time in his life.
They were like ants, watching the battle between the gods.
As for the ancient chariot, it seemed unaffected. It stood steadily in the air, as if it was above the world.
Bang!
In the end, Long Er was stronger. The sea of blood surged into the sky and drowned the golden Wang Yang in an instant. The vast blood qi swallowed the Supreme Saint of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan.
Puff.
It was as if he had been struck by lightning.
The Great Saint of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan vomited blood and his face turned pale.
At this moment.
Ryuji immediately rushed over, his eyes cold and emotionless.
"Soul Slayer!"
As a voice rang out, a tiny person holding a divine sword appeared between his eyebrows. It was as if a supreme being had descended and slashed at the Supreme Saint with terrifying might.
This was a secret technique that could sever the soul but not the body.
The little man arrived.
The Great Saint of the Golden-Winged Roc did not wait for death. A golden Roc flew out from between his eyebrows. It looked like he had shrunk and attacked Long Er.
Buzz.
The two collided, causing powerful fluctuations. The void continued to crack, and patterns like spider webs crawled all over the sky. It was like a mirror that was about to explode.
The tiny man's divine might was peerless, and the divine sword was peerless. With a single slash, the golden roc was instantly cut in half.
After that.
Another sword strike landed on the body of the golden roc.
Instantly.
The entire golden roc exploded with a loud bang, and its soul was shattered.
This once famous Great Saint had completely fallen here!
After killing the Supreme Saint, Dragon Two grabbed the huge Golden-Winged Roc.
The value of a Supreme Saint's body was comparable to divine medicine.
His entire body was a treasure!
Their bones were indestructible and could be used as the best material to forge saint weapons or even supreme weapons.
Such a body could be sold outside.
Its value was hard to estimate.
"Supreme One, I didn't fail your mission!"
Dragon Two knelt in front of the ancient chariot and said respectfully.
Seeing this scene.
The people of the Ancient Golden City were shocked.
Could it be that the person on the chariot was really the Yan Luo Dian's hall master?
King of Hell?
"Get up!"
"Get the Ancient Gold Race to hand over the scriptures they obtained previously!”
An indifferent voice rang out.
There was no need for Yan Luo Dian to act.
The saint of the Gold Ancient Race quickly said,""Don't worry, sir. I'll go get the scriptures now."
"Wait a moment!"
The lord of Yan Luo Dian, King Yama, had personally arrived.
A Supreme Saint and a Saint King had died. Moreover, they were experts from the Primordial Royal Golden-Winged Roc Clan.
The Sage of the Ancient Gold Clan did not even put the King of Hell in his eyes. How could he dare to refuse? He hurriedly handed over the scripture he had obtained previously.
He could probably guess that if he did not give this scripture away.
The entire Ancient Gold Race would probably be massacred.
Even if they had the Taiyi Holy Land backing them up, it would not do.
After all.
If the primordial imperial family did not take it seriously, the Taiyi Holy Land would not take it seriously either.
Not long after.
The saint of the Golden Ancient Race took out an ancient jade slip. It seemed to have been through countless years, and the entire jade slip revealed the aura of time.
The jade slip flew up and was caught by an arm on the chariot. Then, two Supreme Saints who were showing off their might sat in front of the chariot. Like coachmen, they drove the chariot through the void and disappeared in front of everyone.
The ancient chariot left.
Everyone in the ancient city heaved a sigh of relief. They felt a chill on their backs and cold sweat almost soaked through their clothes!
"The sky is going to change!"
The saint of the Ancient Gold Race was deeply worried. Two great beings of the Golden-Winged Roc Race had died. One was a Supreme Saint, and the other was the hope of the entire race, a Saint King.
This was different from the Yin Yang Sacred Land. The Yin Yang Sacred Land had only lost a Sage Elder, while the Golden-Winged Roc Clan had lost two important figures.
One was a Great Saint who was the foundation of the clan, while the other was the hope of the entire clan.
Once the two of them died, the Golden-Winged Roc Clan would definitely not let this matter rest.
He could almost foresee the bloody storm in the future
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