A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

"A war cannot be avoided." The Lion King said: "It is more appropriate for me to deal with such a huge creature."

"Don't worry...there's more." Bai Jue said lightly, "The twelve cracks all have guests at the same time."

The crack that the black dragon drilled was only one, even though it was torn into a huge gap by the thick dragon body, the remaining eleven cracks were not covered, and they covered the entire sky like scars.

The black dragon came first, but there are still too many monsters like it coveting the world.

I don't know whether it's because of the good luck of the Faceless Man or the bad luck of Bai Jue. Except for one dumb fire among the twelve cracks, the other eleven cracks have welcomed visitors, and their auras appear one after another in the present world. middle.

As those monsters appeared one after another, fear filled people's hearts.

The originally optimistic British people couldn't be more optimistic... They were stronger than the Lion King, and they couldn't deal with so many alien creatures.

The sky has been filled with monsters from another world

Eleven cracks, eleven visitors.

There are black dragons that move clouds and spread rain, there are bloated monsters, there are three-headed and six-armed demon gods, there are bloody fallen angels, and there are terrifying legions that continue to emerge... These are wanderers who have been exiled outside the world. With nowhere to turn, he greedily seeks new places.

The aborigines here are food for them, enemies, and objects that need to be excluded.

Without exception, all comers are enemies.

While the group of outsiders were still thinking about how to divide up the territory, a voice resounded across the night and resounded through the sky. Perhaps they could not understand the language, but this did not prevent them from understanding the meaning of the speaker.

The emotional fluctuations transmitted by the soul power are extremely clear.

Bai Jue stood in the night sky, the rain was pouring down, but not a single drop wet his clothes.

He was saying, "Since you're here, don't leave."

The moment the words without the slightest emotional color fell, the indiscriminate death sentence was also pronounced.

Roar--!

Recalling the roar of the black dragon, it moved first, opened its dragon mouth, and spewed out a mouthful of dragon breath. Suddenly, all the rainwater in the sky condensed into ice crystals, and the whole world became extremely cold in an instant. Frost shrouded Bai Jue.

The bloated monster opened its third eye, and the petrified light passed by in panic.

The head of the three-headed and six-armed demon god was distorted, revealing an evil appearance. It clasped its palms out of nowhere, and in the void, two invisible palms suddenly appeared, powerful enough to flatten a building, killing Bai Jue in their palms.

The Fallen Angel was entwined with blood, and it swung the sharp sword in its hand like a living thing, and the blood flew across the air. The sharp sword energy left a striking blood red, and even the ice crystals were stained with a dark red glow.

The terrorist legion threw spears, and the spears were like rain, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

The murderous intentions are vertical and horizontal, and the shots are ruthless.

Bai Jue, who seemed to be facing death, was as calm as a stroll in the garden, as if the dragon's breath was just a gust of cold snowflakes, the petrified light was just the glare of sunlight, the palms in the void were just the breeze blowing on his face, and the blood-colored sword aura was nothing but One or two drops of red blood, the spears all over the sky are not as good as Xiaoyu Feifei.

His lack of defense made everything completely disintegrated.

Bai Jue raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The phantom of the Lion King appeared for a moment.

Then, the whole world shines brightly.

Thunder danced with the storm, sweeping half of space.

A surging roar.

The ugliness of hastily avoiding.

Distorted and painful crying.

The extinction of trapped beasts.

An army of guards with shields.

Everything was submerged in the thunder of lightning and flint.

The duration was very short, because it was too short, so it seemed that everything was over before it started.

It would be superfluous to describe this terrifying power with more words.

Words are powerless, and only absolute facts can prove the traces of its existence.

But the lightning dissipated, and less than a tenth of the outsiders that filled the sky remained.

Bai Jue didn't even give them time to repent or escape, or in other words, he had already given them this opportunity when he spoke, but no one realized that, in this case, they all stayed, anyway, it was only for a moment.

The combination of the White Tiger Thunderbolt and the Storm Spear has happened once in the past. It is not worth marveling at such a terrible lethality, and with the help of the Lion King to help share the pressure, Bai Jue did not consume too much soul power, and still maintained In a state of prosperity.

To his surprise, many outsiders survived.

But that's all, as he said before, none of them can leave.

The savior drew out his love sword, Feixue, Baihu and Fenlier let out a low growl and followed at the same time.

The moment the black dragon saw Bai Jue approaching, it was so frightened that it lost its size. It was huge and had no way of avoiding it. The dragon scales on half of its body were scraped by the thunder storm. A fish whose scales have been scraped, now sees this terrifying and terrifying upright ape approaching, and retreats madly like losing its mind.

If you retreat, where can you retreat?

Bai Jue struck a sword across the air, and the swords of the princes slashed out. The sword intent that had already reached the state of transformation resonated with Feixue's sword, and he cut the sky with the sword. Divided into two, the dragon's blood sprinkled like rain.

Seeing Bai Jue going to kill the black dragon, the other visitors hurried away.

The bloated monster seemed to be the biggest, but it ran the fastest, but it only moved a step, and the roar of a wolf came. Fenrir's breath came from the ice field in the deepest part of hell. Within a few breaths, the extremely cold low temperature killed the monster. It was frozen into a lump of ice, and he raised his sharp claws and slapped it lightly, like a husky patting a snowman, smashing it easily, and scattered the residue all over the ground.