From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS Chapter 1007: Exterminate the true immortals of the 0 family
This is reality.
Sacrificing yourself and doing wedding dresses for others is simply impossible.
When all the true immortals retreated madly, Jianmu didn't intend to let them leave safely.
Boom! !
The tyrannical breath shook the world.
Jianmu displayed a huge magic image, a giant tree swaying in the void, and a palm printed out in the sky, instantly exploding the body of a true immortal.
"Bad my chances, I will die!"
In his heart now, the killing intent is stronger than ever.
In the past.
Jianmu has always stayed in the realm of the spirit race, and has hardly taken any action before, let alone killing other creatures.
However.
If he doesn't make a move, it doesn't mean that he is not murderous.
It just means that there are only a handful of creatures that can let him take action, so he usually stays in the spirit race to retreat and never walks around.
But it's different now.
Finally found Qin Shujian and got some pointers from the other party.
Result.
These true immortals come to destroy their chances.
The bad luck.
That is a feud of life and death.
If you don't kill these true immortals, Jianmu himself can't swallow this breath.
Boom!
Boom! !
The world of Dharma Xiang and Earth appeared, even though he is only an external incarnation, the power he can master is not weaker than the average middle three-fold true immortal.
At present, all the true immortals of the ten thousand races are barely among the lower three, so how are they their opponents?
The flesh exploded.
Blood rain is falling.
A true fairy falls every moment.
Suddenly.
The other true immortals of the ten thousand races who originally fled were also completely angered.
"Fight with him!"
"Since he wants us to die, we will join forces to kill him."
"Yes, I don't believe that he alone can compete against all of us--"
"Kill!"
After understanding Jianmu's killing intent, the real immortals of the ten thousand clan groups directly united and blasted towards him.
See here.
Jianmu frowned slightly, but his anger was unabated, and he didn't mean to retreat in the slightest.
Boom——
Two forces bombarded.
His body was cracked and he took a step back.
Seeing this scene, those tens of thousands of true immortals are excited.
"Kill him!"
They originally thought that Jianmu was terribly strong, but now it seems that although the opponent is strong, they are not strong enough to contend against their teamwork.
That's it.
Thousands of true immortals directly rejected the idea of retreating.
Rather than being repelled by an unknown strong man, it is better to join forces to destroy the opponent.
Otherwise.
The news spread out in the future, even if the skin is lost.
Suddenly.
The mountains crumbled.
A huge tentacles rose from below, like a million-meter-long real dragon. During the swing, dozens of true immortals were caught off guard, and their bodies were directly exploded in the air.
Soon.
The tentacles rose to mid-air, and then fell fiercely.
In an instant.
There are more than a dozen true celestial bodies exploded.
The sudden change made the ten thousand real immortals' fighting will finally disappear completely.
Looking at the terrible tentacles, they don't understand at all, where is the strong one.
Suddenly.
Someone saw the facial features manifested behind Jianmu, and then looked at the tentacles that resembled a million feet of real dragon, as if thinking of something, their expressions changed drastically.
"Linghuang!"
"This is the Linghuang shot!"
The word "Linghuang" directly changes the appearance of other true immortals.
Everyone knows that the Spirit Race is the top clan between the heaven and the earth, and the Spirit Race Emperor is the strongest existence between the heaven and the earth, and there are very few powerhouses that can rival the Spirit Emperor.
Although the Spirit Sovereign has almost never really made a few shots.
But.
Just the name of the first creature in the world has already explained a lot.
To this day.
The other party is just a tentacles, which caused many true celestial beings to fall. That terrible power is simply appalling.
At this time.
With Jianmu Benzun's shot, a large number of true immortals fell, and the blood rain covered the mountains, like a downpour, which made people daunting.
There were no accidents.
From the shot of the deity to the destruction of all true immortals, it was only less than a quarter of an hour.
Finally.
In the mountains, only Jianmu, a true fairy, appeared.
Because of the appearance of tentacles, the ground veins below split like a deep canyon, and there will never be a way to heal.
Except for this.
The fall of a large number of true celestial beings, and those flesh and blood falling in the mountains, have nourished many creatures.
Some creatures can't bear such power and burst directly, but some creatures are blessed with a bit of strength, and their realm has already advanced by leaps and bounds.
Glanced at the mountains indifferently, Jianmu turned and left.
——
Hundreds of true celestial beings have fallen, and the blood is raining for seven days.
The fall of so many true celestial beings also shocked the tens of thousands of people.
However.
It’s not that hundreds of thousands of true immortals have fallen, but the spirit emperor who has been staying in the realm of the spirit tribe. The spirit emperor who has hardly made any moves has appeared, and killed many true immortals in one shot. Cents.
Many people wondered what the purpose of the opponent appeared to kill many true immortals.
Some people suspect that it is a fight for certain treasures.
Some people are skeptical, those true immortals angered the spirit emperor.
But no matter what kind of speculation, there is no way to be elegant.
Because all the true immortals of the Ten Thousand Races who participated have fallen into the hands of the other party, none of them can be spared.
Human race.
In the human palace.
When the spirit emperor made his move, Feng was also aware of the palpitating power.
He raised his head and looked at the void, as if he could see the tentacles that exploded the true immortal of the ten thousand races.
"The strength of the Spirit Sovereign is stronger than before!"
Feng sighed with emotion.
The other party has never shown the mountains and dew water, but anyone can understand the power of the spirit emperor. This alone can't be done by others.
To be honest.
He also had some contact with the Spirit Sovereign, but he had never actually seen the other party make a move.
To this day.
The other party just leaked a trace of power and destroyed hundreds of true immortals in one fell swoop. Those powers are comparable to those of the upper triple true immortals.
But--
The wind didn't feel any fear either.
The Spirit Sovereign is strong, but he is not weak either.
If the two sides really fight to the death, Feng doesn't think he will lose.
He is now.
He is not the one he was 100,000 years ago.
Of course.
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"As soon as the Venerable departed, the Spirit Sovereign appeared there. Is there any connection between the two?"
It's nowhere.
The wind thinks of Qin Shujian's body.
He can know the existence of Qin Shujian, Jianmu, as the first creature in the world, must have something to do with Qin Shujian.
If it is normal, the wind will not think so much.
But.
I used to stay in the realm of the Spirit Race. I haven’t moved the Spirit Emperor for 100,000 years. This time, I’ve been abruptly manifested in other places. In addition, Qin Shujian has just left. If the two are not related, he is both. I don't quite believe it.
For a long time.
Feng retracted his gaze, stopped thinking about it, and instead focused on the stone knife in front of him.