radiothebook Chapter five hundred and fiftieth chapters ruthless genocide
Chapter five hundred and fiftieth chapters ruthless genocide
"Rumble!"
In front of Zhao Xuan, hundreds of one-meter-long spikes suddenly appeared diagonally.
At this time, these masters of the Nether Sect were also in Zhao Xuan's soul power area.
"Pfft! Pfft!
"AHHHH!!!
There was a piercing sound, accompanied by a cry of pain.
The two-dimensional and others were shocked to see that these masters of the Nether Religion were pierced by the thorns emerging from the ground, and the death was extremely tragic.
"puff!
As long as they step into the 500-meter range covered by Zhao Xuan's soul power, all the members of the Ghost Sect will not be spared, and they will all be stabbed to death in an instant.
Some in the crowd breathed the cold air again, those thorns on the ground they had seen before.
When they were outside the city for the first time, they saw Zhao Xuan stab them in the leg with one of the moves.
And this time, the Spurs were even longer, and horribly lethal.
Of course, they didn't know that Zhao Xuan's soul ball had reached the level of a magician.
These days, he didn't relax for a second, except for his core strength, Zhao Xuan didn't know if he was almost as deep as Pei Yuan's soul strength.
Not at the same time, because Zhao Xuan cultivated extremely pure soul power, and the movements he unleashed were comprehended through the Heavenly Forest God Array. 06
With his Hundred Assassination Array, even a strong man at the pinnacle of Jiedang will be killed in a single blow in the face of it!"
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Not to mention the disciples of these ghost gates.
The original team of several hundred people died in a short period of time, leaving everyone present, including Zong Hong, stunned.
"come back!"
Zong Hong finally felt something was wrong and let out a shrill cry, but will Zhao Xuan let them go?
the answer is negative.
Only Zhao Xuan stood on the ground with one foot, his body like a slippery silver snake, floating on these protrusions.
"Ling Fei kills the sword dance!"
His hands hurriedly formed seals, and a terrifying killing intent, like the cold wind in the ice and snow, enveloped a range of several hundred meters again.
At this moment, Zhao Xuan's eyes became slightly brighter, and a layer of gray soul power suddenly appeared above his head.
After another half an hour, the dark and dull soul force turned into a translucent one-meter-long splash in the blink of an eye! Only then did I realize that it was me who was dreaming.
These flying swords are gathering more and more, and there are already hundreds of them.
The spiritual energy inherent only in the power of the soul, combined with the cold air emanating from the long sword, made the entire crowd stunned.
"This...-a terrifying sword intent, is a fourth-level formation!
The well-informed Erway was the first to exclaim.
"How is this possible? With so many killers, what an astonishing amount of soul power is required to bring them together!"
Yes, Zhao Xuan spared no effort to directly mobilize the soul power in his mind to eliminate these Nether Sect masters.
The length of the Flying Killer Sword has been increased from half a meter to one meter.
This is the result of the ascension of Zhao Xuan's soul, if Zhao Xuan is to eradicate the power poured out by these dark and ruthless Nether sects.
"Kill! 35
Along with Zhao Xuan's cold drink, hundreds of translucent sword killers in the sky, like shaking dragonflies, flew down the mountain to the Nether Sect people diagonally below.
"Whoo-hoo-hoo!"
People of the Nether Sect, no matter how strong they are, no matter how loyal they are to the Nether Sect, no matter how afraid of death they are, facing these ruthless killer swords, they cannot escape.
The remaining three or four hundred people were pierced by flying swords and fell one after another.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Zhao Xuan's formation is too terrifying, he has accumulated strength for so long, and has been closed for so long, this time it finally broke out.
The killing formation he had hidden for so long finally came in handy.
And what he knows, even if it consumes him, he will not hesitate to do it, because the ghostly underworld is just a scourge that cannot be forgiven at all.
When the last of the Ghost Assassin's men fell, there was a dead silence in the tribe, like a pool of water.
2D, along with some other elders, stayed where they were.
They did not expect that this young man would have such a shocking scene that they will never forget.
With the power of one person, he summoned such a powerful killing formation that killed this group of nearly a thousand people in a short period of time.
Clean and neat, leaving no traces!
This boy is just a butcher with a murder knife!
However, they found that among the corpses of these people in the Nether Sect, there was still a person standing.
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Zong Hong was stunned, he brought more than a thousand people, even after a night of fighting, only a few hundred people were lost, just what?
In such a short period of time, half of the entire branch died!"
Or get killed by this boy!
He is surprisingly stronger than the last time we saw him at the Temple!
"No! This child is terrible, we must go back and report to the helmsman!
Only one thought flashed through his mind, and that was the idea of running away.
shouted Elvi Massan. "Don't let him go!",
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Hearing this, Zong Hong turned around and turned into black smoke and jumped out.
But he only had time to jump up for a second before a strange scene appeared, and he was surprised to find that the scene around him had changed.
The entire visual world of primitive native tribes seems to be infinitely distorted.
"How could this happen?"
Suddenly, Zong Hong stopped in place, his face slightly pale.
In that foggy world, Zhao Xuan slowly walked to the front, Zong Hong's pupils shrank, his lips trembled, he realized that it was an illusory formation.
"...,..."
At the same time, fear also breeds in his heart. According to legend, it is difficult for those who have been in contact with the illusory entity to get out of it.
Unless your own strength can overwhelm the opponent and break through this illusory formation with powerful force, you will be trapped here forever.
"No! I can't be trapped here!"
Zong Hong's face was very submissive, he roared angrily, released a powerful force, and attacked continuously in all directions.
"Boom boom boom!"
All of the Netherworld's spiritual arts and their own unique fire-related techniques were banished.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the entire illusion world did not change.
Despair began to breed in his heart, and he knew that he could not shatter this illusory formation.
Zong Hong refused to resist at all, and said sharply: "Boy, do you know who I am? If I can't come back, our helmsman will also divide your blood and eat your flesh, so that you can no longer live!
A flash of blade flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes, and he stared at Zong Hong.
In fact, Zhao Xuan deliberately left Zonghong dead because he needed to ask him something very important.
Zhao Xuan said coldly: "Don't threaten me with this, your life is in my hands now, you have no choice, I am asking you questions, if you answer honestly, I will let you go, if you don't answer honestly, I'll be rude to you too."