Chapter 980 Snow is falling all over the sky, and the whole world is slaughtered by one person
“Say less!”
Ulan advised from the side: “These three people all drank the blood of the gods and worshiped their ancestors. They cannot afford to offend, not to mention they are not planning to take action, they are just watching the formation. Also, the death of three million tribesmen is not in vain, this damn Baizuyuan small formation should be broken, and no one can take it away. Our credit!"
Squid sneered: "That Xin Zhuo will be killed if the formation is broken. It would be a disaster for such a human genius to be left alive!"
Yudo Nagauchi! Tone: "That's right! I have to kill, not only kill, but also skin and cramp to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
Ulan said happily: "Fortunately! This person is dedicated to protecting the formation and has no time to practice. If we let him enter the Human Saint Realm, it will be difficult for us to capture him!"
As he spoke, the front approached. The small formation guarding the formation was illuminated, but the Wuyangyang army of hundreds of tribes suddenly and strangely stopped.
Suhu and the other ten people looked over in surprise. They had already prepared in their minds the scene of thousands of people "alone" guarding the four-hundred-mile formation. However, at this moment, the formation was empty and there was not even half a person. No.
The next moment, the ten alien saints all stared with wide eyes, confused.
No!
There is only one person, Xin Zhuo!
He is taking the little native dog, holding the spurge and looking here.
Is there an ambush? impossible! There is no such thing as thousands of people ambushing millions of people.
Are there reinforcements? It's also impossible. According to reliable information, the ancestors have already attacked the large formation of the human race. It is impossible for them to come to save this small formation.
So...
Sudo and others' minds were at a loss and they couldn't figure it out.
Na Wulan took a deep breath: "He let go of the remaining thousands of human warriors, and one person stopped me, a million warriors of the ten clans!"
"Hahaha..."< br>
Suhu, Black Tallow Fish and others looked up to the sky and laughed, "Stupid boy, extremely stupid!"
Ulan said quietly: "There is a saying in the human race, even if there are thousands of people, I will die, and I will die with righteousness and live up to the great trust!" ”
Sudo and others couldn't laugh anymore, and then they became angry from shame. The righteousness of the human masters was naturally their shame: "Kill! Break through the small formation and kill this person!"
"Hoohoho..."< br>
Millions of ten tribes, full of blood and violence, rushed towards them like a tsunami.
……
Inside the small formation.
Feeling the shaking of the earth and the strong sense of oppression, Xin Zhuo looked up at the gloomy sky and dense snowflakes.
People are not immortals, they will die!
He didn’t know if he would have an accident.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was for the trillions of human beings behind him, or if it was really just for practice.
He felt a little bit unjust and unwilling to admit defeat.
Fight for a fight and defend this place, no regrets!
Stretching out his left hand, dense gravels emerged from the snow, slowly gathering, and he muttered words: "The five elements transform into yin and yang, the heaven and earth become the true Gang, gather the energy of the world, turn it into the military light, gather ! ”
The nine-color true energy clung to it, and all the stones blinked into a dense and boundless shadow of the silver-armored soldiers, quickly spreading to the four-hundred-mile formation.
[Confucian sowing beans becomes a weapon]!
"Xiao Huang, this technique won't last for long. Guard this formation for me until I kill you!"
Xin Zhuo laughed, and without waiting for Xiao Huang's answer, he raised his big halberd, and the nine-color zhenqi shot straight into the sky. Three red suns appeared behind him, and he jumped out of the formation.
The Supreme Saint Pattern, the Loving Saint Pattern, the Unyielding Saint Pattern, the Killing Saint Pattern, and the Halberd Path Saint Pattern all appeared, circling around and whistling continuously.
The whole person is shining with golden light and dazzling with nine colors, like a god.
The halberd pointed at the millions of foreigners and Suhu who were astonished by the magic of "sowing beans to become soldiers", the eighth halberd [Styx],
Martial Prime Minister came out, high five Ten feet!
With the blood of the Styx filling the sky, his long hair was flying as he swooped down.
"Sure enough, I have the will to die! How dare I do this!"
Suhu's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty, "But, what the hell are the five sacred patterns?"
Part 2 For a moment, he took a deep breath: "Boys, break the formation!"
The army of one million went straight to the formation light curtain.
Suhu and the other nine alien saints used their magical powers and rushed straight towards Xin Zhuo.
The shadow of the ax is overwhelming, the light of the sword is reflected, and half of the sky has turned into paste!
Naxinzhuo still refused to dodge or retreat, and made a plan to fight against ten people head-on!
“Well done!”
Yuto shouted.
As soon as the word "good" was spoken, the overwhelming blood sea spurge was already coming.
"When..."
The terrifying five holy patterns, the nine-color true energy, ten times the power of oneself, the mysterious and immortal halberd, cannot be resisted, cannot be resisted, just It’s like Mount Buzhou, the holy land of the Wu clan, cannot withstand it!
"Poof..."
The arms of the ten people from Suhu and Wulan collapsed, their energy and blood surged, their true energy poured out of their bodies, and they all vomited blood and fell down.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The violent shock killed hundreds of aliens, made ten big holes, and made dust fly. But Xin Zhuo only staggered a little, then abandoned them and went straight towards the alien army that stretched for four hundred miles. The densely packed alien figures he passed were lifted high and fell heavily, turning into corpses in mid-air.
Wherever it passes, it is destroyed and destroyed, and there is no enemy. Whether it is Quasi-Sage or Yuanji, you will die if you touch it, and you will die if you touch it.
A deep ravine was left along the way.
"Ahem..."
The ten people in Shuhu jumped up. They were all gray-headed and sore, and their hearts were filled with shame and panic.
"Why is this person suddenly so strong?" Sudo was shocked.
Ulan cursed angrily: "He hasn't used all his strength these days! There are still five sacred marks. Has there ever been one person with five sacred marks in the world? This monster, no, he seems to be stronger than two months ago. "How did he practice?"
Suhu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "No matter what, he has the power to defeat us, but he does not have the ability to kill ten of us. If he is entangled by us, It is inevitable to be seriously injured, kill!”
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The ten alien saints chased after each other desperately.
"Ah..."
"Bang bang bang..."
The foreign tribesmen on the Four Hundred Miles Front seemed to have plowed a ravine from it, and countless figures were high Fly high, then fall hard.
How long does it take for a human saint to fly four hundred miles? Fifteen breaths!
As for Xin Zhuo, he only needs six breaths.
With millions of aliens, no one could get close to the formation for a while.
This is the change in strength that Xin Zhuo has accumulated over the past two months, and it is also the confidence to let the Feijian ancestors go. Even if they cannot kill the Ten Saints, there is no problem in carrying them head-on!
The people in Suhu chased him desperately, using all their methods, even killing their own people, but they were always one step behind him.
Ten breaths...
A cup of tea...
Half a stick of incense...
A stick of incense...
Millions of aliens were completely slaughtered The battlefield was a hell on earth, with broken limbs and broken arms raining down like rain, blood staining the vast earth red, and even the air and snowflakes turned blood red.
The little yellow dog's face in the formation was dull.
On the mountain in the distance, Linglong, Lin Xiutian and Xiu Xing changed from indifference to frowning to solemnity.
Not only was Linglong’s skin as fair and delicate as porcelain, flawless and full of holiness, but her lips were red and her teeth were like jade: “There is someone with the strength of the Saint Middle Realm, the five holy patterns have never been seen before, and the nine Cai Zhenqi...Xuanyuan Saint or something else? And, can you tell?"
"This is the mortal body!"
That Lin Xiutian in red robe , raised his orchid finger, and said in a deep voice: "But what's the point of him fighting like this? If his true energy is exhausted, he will still die."
"I'm afraid this is the righteousness of the human race!"
Xiu Xing said angrily: "Let me know him for a while!"
......
" Boom——"
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of the alien army of one million were killed, and the ten people from Sudo finally caught up.
The alien race is not ruthless, but it does not harm the roots. The millions of tribesmen who came this time are all direct descendants. They came to witness the defeat of the small human formation and attack the human territory.
In just half an hour, nearly one-fifth of the direct descendants have died. How can these ten people not be angry or hateful?
“Death!”
The ten people roared, and with terrifying murderous intent that could move mountains and fill seas, they went straight to kill Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo suddenly stopped killing and jumped into the air. He was covered in blood and could no longer see his original appearance, but he could clearly see the smile on the corner of his mouth. He held the big halberd in his right hand and made a "buzz" sound. roar.
All five sacred patterns are open!
[Shiji Demon Power] All out!
The Seventh Halberd [Zhu Xian]!
Facing the ten saints, he shot away quickly.
“Bang…”
This time, the power is greater, the true energy is more majestic, and the strength of tens of millions of kilograms and the spurge are one at a time.
The ten people from Sudo who had been slightly injured felt the pressure of a sea coming over them, and they were overwhelmed by endless mighty power.
“Gaba!”
I don’t know who’s arms were broken, and then the ten people flew upside down again, falling heavily, and wiped out hundreds of feet along the ground, knocking countless tribesmen away before they could stop. , the weapon had been lost long ago, and he was leaning on the ground with difficulty, vomiting blood again.
"This son of a bitch is really close to the realm of human saint... Wow!" Nasuhu vomited blood again.
Wulan was even more seriously injured. He looked at Xin Zhuo in a daze and found that he was not chasing him. He was just standing in the air with his eyebrows raised. Extreme ice instantly covered millions of people.
The tribe has made preparations to prevent Xin Zhuo from being frozen. For example, everyone has a cold jade from the Snow Wing tribe, which can defeat Ji Bing. But at this moment, the person killed by Xin Zhuo is on his back. How can he use the cold jade?
She couldn't help shouting angrily: "If you don't take action, all the men of all races will be killed by this monster! Bastard... Wow!"
Another mouthful of blood spurted out!
(End of this chapter)