Hidden Blade Chapter 155: Road

The corpses of the monster race fell like rain, and the corpses were everywhere on the long stretch of one hundred thousand mountains.

Under the accumulation of millions of corpses, the breath of the nine-headed thunder dragon gradually became sluggish, and the huge one hundred thousand mountains became looming. Just like the previous dialogue between Bai Ning and Mr. Wei, this one hundred thousand mountains does not seem to exist for long.

Xu Han watched nervously at this tragic battle.

He can't help anything. Under this majestic pressure, his body can't even use half of his internal strength. He doesn't know how this ordinary monster does this. He looked at the old man who couldn't be far away, Mr. Wei's brows were frowned, Xu Han could see his intolerance, his heartache, but also Xu Han could do nothing.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains began to shrink.

He seemed to change back to his original appearance and escape into the wooden box. At this time, the first Thunder Dragon finally turned into nothingness under the tactics of the Monster Race's human sea, and the Monster Race also paid a lot of pain for it. However, they had no time to be heartbroken by the people, so they had to plunge into another battlefield again.

This is a very tragic scene.

Xu Han can't empathize with these monster races, but he sincerely awes them for the logic of repaying gratitude with death. Simple, clear, righteous but touching.

Like Lin Shou back then, with an arrow of one hundred thousand guards, he shot through the fairy emperor's dream of dominating the world. Even the immortal, sometimes in front of a huge will, in front of the united view of death, is far less invincible than imagined.

After paying millions and the lives of four demon kings, this fateful battle finally came to an end.

Shiwan Dashan retracted into the wooden box again, and these monsters were also pulled into it at that time, but fortunately at the last moment, Bai Ning broke three tails At the price, bit the body of the last Thunder Dragon.

One hundred thousand mountains, a million monsters, and the nine-headed thunder dragon all disappeared completely at this moment.

Thunder and lightning are still flashing between the heavens and the earth, but compared to the tragic situation before, the raging thunder at this moment seems insignificant.

The immortals were terrified by the power of the people on the sky and did not dare to spy on them. The rest of the ordinary monks were also obscured by the majestic mountain. They could hardly imagine that the sky was covered by the sun. In the circumstances, millions of monster races resolutely left and turned into corpses.

On the top of the dome, the man in the gold armor has a pale complexion.

However, after a brief loss of consciousness, Xu Han slowed down. He turned his head and looked at the old man beside him, his face finally showing joy.

The tenth heaven has survived, and Mr. Wei’s millennium catastrophe has been completed. Does this mean that this old man can finally get what he wants and prove the great way with his own strength, not granting immortals to settle hair? And what about the real wonderland?

With this thought, Xu Han looked at the old man, but his heart sank suddenly.

Because he saw the old man's still frowning brows.

Xu Han didn't understand where the solemn color on the old man's face came from? Is it because of the sacrifice of millions of monsters or because of...

With such doubts, Xu Han was about to ask questions.

Boom!

There was another loud noise.

Xu Han's face changed. He looked up, but saw that the cloud of robbery in the sky had not dissipated, and the man in the gold armor smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Wei Changming, you Do you think this is over?"

He stared at the old man, and asked like this, and the huge thunder dragons behind him once again revealed their hideous features from the robbery cloud.

The eleventh thunder robbery is here!

"Why?" Seeing this scene, Xu Han couldn't help exclaiming.

He has read the record of the heavenly calamity in some books. The ordinary thunderous calamity is based on the nine, but the thousand-year-old calamity has broken the number of extremely nine, and there are as many as ten ways. And its power is just needless to say.

But why is there still an eleventh after the tenth day of the catastrophe?

Xu Han understood exactly why the solemn look on Mr. Wei's face came from. The old man seemed to have anticipated this change, but Xu Han felt a sense of despair in his heart.

Even if the lives of millions of monster races can't be exchanged for the old man's way to the sky.

The way of heaven is hopeless, and sentient beings are hopeless.

Xu Han suddenly remembered what Zhong Changhen had said to him a long time ago, including the sorrow and sorrow. At this moment, he only tasted the taste.

"Hey..." Mr. Wei sighed at that time.

He raised his head with difficulty, and something seemed to be surging in his muddy eye sockets, the old man who could be calm even in the face of the end of his life, after watching those monsters brazenly die for him, But he could no longer suppress the surging things in his heart.

"This is what you call the rules?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

"I am the rule." The man standing on top of the dome responded coldly.

"The rules are wrong," the old man said.

"So what?" The man seemed to enjoy the condescending and winning feeling. He squinted at the old man, his eyebrows filled with mockery.

"Your own rules, your own bad rules. From this moment, there are no rules in this world. Unexpectedly, you are afraid of me to such an extent." The old man said calmly.

Hearing this, the man's face sank, as if he was stabbed in pain by the old man.

The old man was right. In order to kill him, they did break the rules and summoned the eleventh tribulation that never existed. From then on, the rules of this world will begin to collapse, which will inevitably remain Hidden danger, but judging from the little time left in this world, this change will not have much impact on their plans.

"Wei Changming, your time is here." Thinking of this, the man's brows sank again, and ten thunder dragons suddenly emerged from the robbery cloud, and they killed the old man.

The sky-shaking momentum swayed again, and the majestic murderous intent shrouded like a cloud.

The sky is dim, the sun and the moon are dull.

At this juncture of life and death, the old man retracted his gaze on those Thunder Dragons, turned his head to look at Xu Han, he laughed, and said softly and kindly: "I have paved the way for you. ."

"It doesn't matter how far you go or how far you go."

"But remember, don't get lost."

Hearing what the old man said, Xu Han was about to respond, but the ten roaring thunder dragons had already reached their body, and they slammed into Mr. Wei's body severely.

The dazzling thunder light swept away, and the figure of the old man was completely submerged in the dazzling thunder light at that time.

Xu Han stretched out his hand~IndoMTL.com~ I wanted to grab something, but grabbed nothing.

He stared at the sky full of thunder shadows stupidly, as if something broke in his heart.

The dark color filled his eyes again, and at the same time an extremely clear sword sound also sounded at that moment, he suppressed the thunderous sky and suppressed the noise of the world.

Something seems to light up above the dome.

Like a blazing sun, breaking through the dark clouds and reaching here.