Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

Wang Shuo's eyes became more and more cold, and the four swords of Zhuxian were shot out, four sword formations fell from the sky and landed on Geng Huamao's side.

Time, time and space, all poisons, and the law of power, turned into four glosses, and then gathered in this fist. With the suppression of the four major sword formations, Geng Huamao was doomed!

Qinghong sage said that Wang Shuo would die.

Then, Wang Shuo dares to say that Geng Huamao will die!

The person he wants to kill, even a saint, may not be able to stop him!

Boom~

Seemingly aware of Wang Shuo's intentions, the black torrent gathered by the time roulette and the Chaos Clock began to agitate...

The Sage Qinghong inside, those eyes were extremely cold: "Er dare! If you dare to touch my disciple, I will make you smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

It's a pity that Wang Shuo ignored him, the cold light in his eyes remained, and the murderous intent was soaring to the sky!

When that punch fell, Geng Huamao was in a hurry, and he hurriedly used enough mana. However, although he had the cultivation base to cut two corpses, facing Wang Shuo, who had four laws and no magic weapon, he was particularly vulnerable. 's laborious.

In addition to the suppression by the Four Swords of Zhuxian, he directly met his face, and he felt a severe pain in his arm, and a harsh roar exploded in front of him, and the entire arm, in that force, shattered inch by inch of flesh and blood.

This punch directly shattered all the blood and flesh on his hands.

That bone, even in this punch, turned into bone powder and scattered with the wind.

In an instant, the entire arm was corroded by the Law of Ten Thousand Poison, shattered by the Law of Force, imprisoned by the Law of Space, and reversed and aged by the Law of Time and Space.

Covered by four laws, he doesn't even have the strength to resist...

This superposition effect is by no means as simple as one plus one.

"Master..." His arm turned to ashes in an instant, his face showed panic, and he turned his head and rushed towards the black torrent.

"I want to leave, is it too late?" Wang Shuo came from the sky, and the four swords of Zhuxian turned into endless sword energy, blocking Geng Huamao's retreat from all directions!

The sword qi fell, and with a slam, he directly chopped off a piece of flesh and blood. Geng Huamao's eyes widened and he cried out in pain.

But this is just the beginning. The sword qi has changed from the first one to two, three, four... ten... one hundred.

Every sword qi will cut off a piece of flesh and blood.

One hundred cuts, one hundred pieces of flesh and blood were cut, and pieces of fresh blood fell from the air.

The Rainbow Saint stared wide-eyed and bombarded the torrent like crazy.

But these things happen in an instant.

Only half of this second has passed, and it has already tortured him like this.

"Tianmeng, Chaos Spirit Treasure, you and I each have one piece. Even if you and I have these treasures, there are not many of them. What are you waiting for? If you still don't shoot? If my disciple dies, I would rather let this kid go. , and will not distribute the treasure to you."

Qinghong was finally angry, how terrible is the anger of a saint?

In that anger, the vitality of heaven and earth could not stop rioting.

Tianmeng sighed and said, "Stop it! Leave the Chaos Spirit Treasure and leave here."

After saying that, his figure had already flown out, and a purple sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed.

This is just a congenital treasure, the treasure above is flowing, and the sky and the earth are shrouded in purple air, which is vast and long.

As for the Chaos Spirit Treasure, Tianmeng is not as willing as Wang Shuo. If it is damaged in a fight, it will be too late to regret it.

Even he himself has only one Chaos Spirit Treasure, and he won't take out this kind of thing until his life is in danger.

Jianguang came to the front and slashed on top of the Zhuxian Four Swords Sword Formation. The sword formation shook violently, and then shattered with a bang. After the sword light disappeared, the Geng Huamao inside was also revealed.

At this time, Geng Huamao's body no longer had a complete piece of good flesh, his whole body was exposed, his face was almost twisted in pain, and he looked terrible.

On the other hand, Wang Shuo's eyes were cold as he looked at the slain Tianmeng Saint, without saying a word or responding at all.

But around the palm of his hand, the space began to distort, and a huge black grinding disc was looming...

The grinding disc appeared and was held in his hand, Wang Shuo grabbed it tightly, the blue veins burst out on his hand, and the whole person looked particularly hideous.

Like a wild beast.

The black grinding wheel was poured into the giant power and mana, and a silent, icy aura slowly covered the world.

The grinding disc, in Wang Shuo's hands, was suddenly thrown out under the blessing of great mana.

With the aura of destroying the world, it came with a bang, and the saint Tianmeng saw this magic weapon and unconsciously... swallowed.

This is one piece, the treasure of chaos!

How could something like this appear here?

That is only in the hands of some ancient characters... This kid's background is a bit terrifying. Various methods and treasures are emerging in an endless stream. Obviously, only the cultivation of the early stage of the quasi-sage, but let the saint be all for a while. Helpless.

Chapter 182 Kill Geng Huamao (five more)

"How is that possible? Treasure of Chaos, how many things does this kid have on his body?" Sage Qinghong gradually revealed a hot and greedy look in his eyes.

Wang Shuo is like a treasure trove, and there are not even saints who are constantly taking out things!

After Wang Shuo threw the world-annihilation grind, the surrounding chaos began to tremble, and the black aura swallowed the whole piece of nothingness and smashed it towards the Tianmeng saint.

If he dares to take it hard, even if he is a saint, he will be hit hard by this world-annihilating grind!