Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1799: Behind the scenes

The Eighteen Shura Hell, this is a mystery of soul attack that is specifically used to torture people.

If the attacker's consciousness is not strong enough to resist or contend from this mystery, the endless torture is waiting for him.

This mystic sword is often used during the realm of the realm, but since it became the ultimate true god, it has been extremely rare.

Although it is rarely used, with his current soul level and absolute strength, he has already mastered this secret technique to the extreme.

Now the show, waiting for this bald man is the torture of eighteen hells.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh atat shok at shokok !!!!!)

The hysterical roar sounded from the mouth of the bald man one after another. The bald man's eyes were already scarlet, and the whole man was completely crazy.

"No, no!"

"Rao Ming, Rao Ming !!!"

"Please, please !!!"

This bald man has been frantically begging for mercy.

As the sword's soul level increases, the mystery will be cast, and the torture effect will become more terrible. Now, the sword is fully exerted by the sword, and I am afraid that even the strongest at the top of the true gods list cannot bear this secret Hell torture, let alone this bald man.

Crazy, hysterical.

Everyone at the scene can clearly see the expression of this bald man in his eyes.

In this regard, the people of Qinghuo Palace did not have the slightest sympathy, but they had unprecedented joy and excitement.

The Qinghuo Palace has been oppressed by the Devil Church all these years.

Their hatred for the devil's church will never be weaker than the original Golden Kingdom.

The bald man is the boss of the Thirteen Blood Demon of the Devil Church. He is suffering from endless suffering. As for his twelve brothers, all have been beheaded.

For a long time, the bald man experienced all the torture of the eighteenth hell, and his consciousness slowly recovered.

But at this moment, he is exhausted, his face has already been twisted to the extreme, and his eyes are still scarlet.

"Kill me, please, kill me!"

A subtle voice came from the bald man's mouth, and he was completely desperate.

He just wants to die now so that he can be relieved.

"Want to die, which is so easy?" Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, but followed the blood peak sword behind him suddenly out of the sheath.

Om

Xuefeng Sword instantly transformed into a towering giant mountain, and this bald man, the first blood demon god, was directly suppressed.

With the suppression of this first blood demon god, the whole world fell into a short silence.

But the next moment was a violent noise.

The noise is naturally from within the Qinghuo Palace. Many of the strong players in the Qinghuo Palace are roaring hysterically at the moment, and many of them are crying with joy.

Oh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

A large number of figures swept towards the sword unparalleled at the same time.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Wang Yuan and Su Rou both looked at Jian Wushuang with tears.

Others are equally excited.

"Dead, thirteen blood deities, all dead!"

"These thirteen demon heads are finally dead."

"Haha, great, great. Once these thirteen blood demon gods die, the demon church can be destroyed in no time, and my green fire world can be calm again."

A large number of powerful men have spoken, looking at Jian Wushuang's eyes with endless worship and enthusiasm.

You can hear these words, but Jian Wushuang shook his head, "This is not the end of the matter."

"Huh?"

Jian Nantian and others were surprised that Chao Wushuang looked over.

The thirteen blood demon gods are dead, and the next demon church has no room for struggle?

Why isn't it over?

Jian Wushuang did not speak, but slowly turned around and continued to walk towards the towering magic city.

Soon, he appeared in the void above the magic city, with his cold pupils looking down.

"Looking at my men and killing them one by one, but still indifferent, you really can tolerate it?" Jian Wushuang's magnificent voice rang loudly throughout the world.

The sound swept in all directions, and it filled all corners of the city.

Hearing Jian Wushuang's words, everyone in Qinghuo Palace widened their eyes.

The strongest demon church is not only the thirteen blood demon gods?

"Did it happen"? Wang Yuan was shocked inside.

And after Jian Wushuang's voice echoed, the magic city below was still very calm and unchanged.

"Oh, you are still deceiving yourself, let alone, since you don't want to come out, I'll kick you out." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, but a faint divine power gathered in his hands, but he suddenly shot a downward palm.

The palm of Rumble is rapidly enlarged in the void, and it instantly turns into a big hand that has been covering the sky, covering the entire magic city.

With the arrival of the giant palm, countless buildings in the huge magic city, including the practitioners of some demon churches still in the magic city, have been turned into powder under this palm.

The horrific might of power swept wildly around, and in an instant, this magic city has disappeared.

In its place, there is a huge pothole, which is dark and bottomless.

However, at the same time that the pothole appeared, since the pothole was at its most extreme, a breath of exuberance was awake slowly like a dragon.

The atmosphere of horror was flooded, and the world changed color for a while, and the entire void was covered with a thick cloud of blood instantly.

Then, an evil old man wearing a tattered robe slowly rose up, and finally appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

When he saw someone, Jian Wu's eyes narrowed sharply.

The strong men in Qinghuo Palace were all astonished.

Sure enough!

In the Devil's Church, there are indeed stronger ones!

"This seat thinks that the method of concealment is very clever. It should be possible to conceal your soul to detect it. How did you find this seat?" the old man of the evil charm robe asked.

"It's very simple. First of all, the thirteen blood demon gods. Although they have reached the real **** state, their breath is much weaker than their peers, and the foundation is fragile. If I guess correctly, They should all be promoted to the real God state by means of great means. As for their original strength, they should be weak and poor! "

"In addition, the most important thing is the large array on the magic city. The large array seems to be a defensive array arranged just in case, but I can see at a glance that the large array is a huge one. The gathering of spirits brings together endless heaven and earth, and the final place of gathering is not inside or outside the magic city, but at the deepest depth of the magic city.

"Based on the above two points, I can conclude that at the deepest level of the magic city, there must be a true strongman, and the thirteen blood demon gods are nothing more than a puppet. It seems that it is true!"

"But the only thing I didn't expect was that the strong man who controls the Thirteen Blood Demon Gods would be you!"

"Dowonko !!!"

Sword Warrior's intentions are bursting.

ps: Today is five!

(End of this chapter)