Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

He showed a bitter smile and turned to look at the surrounding men. These people, also in the hands of his five senior brothers, were slaughtered, and the screams rose and fell one after another.

In an instant, half of the people turned into a rain of blood.

And this Senior Brother Geng Huamao is a master at beheading two corpses, even in his heyday he could not have beaten him, not to mention he is seriously injured now!

puff~

Geng Huamao pulled out his hand, shook off the blood, and threw the half of the spine in his hand under the cliff. The purple sleeve was dyed red.

But he shook his head indifferently: "Junior Brother Xiang, stay safe."

"Senior Brother Geng, I didn't expect that yesterday we sat down with the saint to discuss Taoism, and today we will die at your hands." Xiang Rongxuan smiled bitterly.

"Gu Honghuang's current situation, compared to you are clear, I have already cut two corpses, and I am only one step away from killing three corpses to become holy, but this one step requires countless resources. If one day, I will kill three corpses. corpse, but unable to break through the level of a saint because there are not enough resources, isn't it a big joke?" Geng Huamao smiled and looked at the junior brother.

This naive and cute junior and brother who threatened to kill all the sins for the city of saints all day long and let the city of saints be peaceful forever.

If it wasn't for the protection of a saint, let this junior go out for a trip to the ancient Honghuang, I am afraid that there will be no scum left to be eaten.

Seven thousand years ago, when he returned from traveling, he already understood these truths, and at that moment he knew that the tranquility in the city of saints was only temporarily preserved because of the name of saints.

If one day the saint is destroyed, this place will become an abyss...

Before that, he needs more powerful strength, enough strength to protect himself from death.

He's had enough of a life at the mercy of others.

"Senior brother, before I die, I have one last request." Xiang Rongxuan smiled bitterly, and sounded a promise to Yun Youyou and Wang Shuo, asking Geng Huamao to let them go.

But Geng Huamao didn't want to hear any demands at all. He was a dying person, and he dared to ask him?Simply ridiculous.

"Forget it, for your naive junior brother, I really like it and hate it. In order to save you from suffering, I will directly kill your life!"

Geng Huamao shook his head, stepped across the void, and walked over step by step. The law in his hand was gathered on a set of innate spiritual treasures that surrounded his hand like a gauze. It was killed at this moment, covering the entire cliff.

At the moment when Geng Huamao's hand was wrapped in Lingbao with the monstrous law, he stretched out his arm out of time and slowly grabbed onto Geng Huamao's wrist.

In an instant, the roar of the law exploded in mid-air.

That hand, with only brute force, held the innate spiritual treasure filled with laws, and even his hand was unable to move an inch.

How can this be?

Geng Huamao looked at the hand in trembling, the palm that looked a little white, not as strong as imagined, and even matched with blue sleeves, giving people a refined illusion.

When he turned his head and looked at the person, he fell into a brief daze.

This person is only the cultivation base of the early stage of the quasi-sage, and it is the boy who was at the gate of the city and was embarrassed by Geng Huamao who did not dare to resist. This guy... how is it possible?

"You can't kill him yet, I need him to help me get the sage's approval." Wang Shuo's calm voice resounded under the cliff again.

Geng Huamao's face was gradually distorted. Although this was only one of the fleshly bodies he cut off two corpses, it was also the cultivation base of the peak of the quasi-sage.

"Since you want to seek death, I, Geng Huamao, are not unkind, so I'll do it for you." Geng Huamao's hand rioted, and the yellow innate spiritual treasure like a gauze covered Zhou. His breath also began to change, sending out bursts of roars!

As if relying on Lingbao, forcibly mobilizing powerful laws that he should not be able to mobilize.

Wang Shuo shook his head, his hand gradually rose, and four swords of brilliance appeared in his hand, rising into the sky, turning into four sword formations, and suddenly falling!

Under the sword formation, an unparalleled suffocating aura covered this cliff with murderous intent.

The Four Swords of Zhuxian, in Wang Shuo's hands, I don't know how many creatures have been killed, and they have already become an extremely dangerous attacking artifact. too weak.

Boom~

When the four sword formations landed, all of them were pushed into the ground within the terrifying sword formation, and they even lost their ability to fly.

In front of this treasure that can hurt saints, these quasi-sages don't even have the ability to resist.

And Geng Huamao is still much weaker than the innate demon gods in the prehistoric wilderness. Even the characters like Luo Hu, who exist in chaos, have many treasures of chaos, and it is difficult to fight against the enemy Wang Shuo, let alone Geng Huamao?

The sword light that exploded in an instant turned into infinite sword energy, pouring down from all directions like a torrential rain, Geng Huamao stared wide-eyed, looking at this sword light, and hurriedly lucked around the innate spiritual treasure 'Huangshazhuo'. ', guarded around his body, hoping to block the sword light with this innate spiritual treasure!

As the rain-like sword energy fell, the surface of this innate spiritual treasure exploded into pieces of brilliance, and the rumbling sound was endless, resounding like spring thunder.

And this innate spiritual treasure, which was hard to find in ordinary quasi-sacred cities in the ancient prehistoric times, was simply unable to resist this vast sword light. In the constant roar, the yellow gauze mist gradually shattered.

Even Geng Huamao's body made a muffled sound, as if something had cracked.

He widened his eyes and looked at his arm, a crack appeared in the middle of the arm, and the wrist extended all the way to the shoulder!

This yellow sand turbidity is the magic weapon he used to cut off the corpse. This fleshy body is transformed by the yellow sand turbidity. , the magic weapon has almost reached the pinnacle of the innate spiritual treasure.

But it was this innate spiritual treasure that had reached the extreme level, and it was damaged in the light of the sword. The four spiritual swords that this person sacrificed were definitely innate treasures.

And with the array map, I am afraid that it can be compared to the inferior chaotic spiritual treasures. Such treasures... are actually in the hands of a quasi-sage early stage!

Chapter 166 I owe you a life (three more)

Innate treasure...

That is a treasure possessed by saints. In this ancient land where the chaotic magic weapon cannot be found, and the treasure is the king and hegemony, whoever owns an acquired treasure will definitely beat the monk of the same rank in minutes.

What's more, it is still a set of four innate treasures, and it is also equipped with a sword array?

Geng Huamao felt that his mentality exploded instantly, staring at Wang Shuo and feeling jealous filled his heart.

As far as he knows, even his master, the Qinghong sage, usually only uses an innate treasure. It is said that there is a incomplete chaotic spiritual treasure. Unfortunately, it was damaged during the ancient war. Now it is basically not a last resort, no take it out.