Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

He shot at Wang Shuo quickly, Wang Shuo sneered, a bell rang from his body, and a large black bell covered his body.

The countless white swords hit the big bell, making a jingling sound.

The surface of the big clock, which was full of fire, did not even break the defense.

Venerable Light finally changed his face, feeling that something was wrong.

Whether it's this matter or the quasi-sage in front of me, there's something weird and wrong...

This matter is a trap, Ma Ji and others have betrayed?Purple Thunder Saint is dead?

All kinds of doubts lingered in his heart, and his mind was a little messy, but he still sacrificed a blue water-patterned glass lid to block it in front of him.

The punch hit the lid, two hundred and thirty laws were superimposed, the lid began to crumble, and countless cracks shattered in that law.

Boom~

The glass lid shattered, and that fist, with a terrifying fist style, punched him in the chest.

And when the fist landed in front of his chest, the fist turned into claws, passed through his body, pinched his heart, and pierced through his body.

A blood hole appeared in his chest, and the Taoist Qingpao held a beating heart in his hands...

"How... how is it possible, a quasi-sage of two hundred and thirty laws?"

Venerable Guang has never seen such a quasi-sage in his life. Killing a saint was just a punch, which went straight through his body and grabbed his heart.

bang~

With the force of that hand, the heart was directly crushed into minced meat, Venerable Guang groaned, and the vitality in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Countless laws poured into Venerable Light's body, condensed the law of light in his body, and inhaled it into Wang Shuo's body.

Two hundred and thirty one!

Wang Shuo felt the absorption of the Law of Light, and his breath... became stronger again.

"There are the remaining quasi-sages. I don't know what the law is. I hope it will not be repeated." Wang Shuo exhaled and began to clean up the scene.

Whether it is Venerable Light's treasure, spiritual grass, or spiritual medicine, all of them have been included in their storage space. Finally, this fleshly body dissipates in the law of erosion and the law of ten thousand poisons.

The smell of blood in the world became even stronger.

For the next few days, Wang Shuo squatted here, waiting for his prey to arrive.

His laws are also constantly increasing, two hundred and thirty-one, two hundred and thirty-two, two hundred and thirty-three...

One day, Wang Shuo, who was squatting on the spot, welcomed the last two saints.

Two saints were tricked by Ma Zui and came to the vicinity, one of the saints of the law of ice couldn't help but said: "Old Po, there is always something wrong here, and the other saints seem to be chasing the child recently. , but so far there is no news."

"I also think things are weird. There are so many saints, it's been so long, it's time to catch up, but there is still no progress, not even the shadow of other saints." The man called Lao Po said.

While the two of them were talking, they had already arrived at the place where Wang Shuo was ambush. The smell of blood here became particularly strong.

When the two approached, they immediately noticed something was wrong, and shouted: "Go back! There is an ambush here, and I feel the breath of other saints. You know I have a special perception of this." Venerable Ice shouted. .

Venerable Po also turned his head and ran away, daring not to stop at all.

He even wondered if the other saints had died here?

Boom~

The two wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Wang Shuo, who already has two hundred and forty-one laws, is like a ghost, traveling through space, turning into pieces of afterimages.

Among them are the law of haste, the law of light, the law of space, the law of wind, all kinds of blessings...

Even if they are saints, in the acceleration of these laws, they still cannot see the figure of the coming person.

"What the hell... what the hell is this?" As Venerable Ice shouted, he seemed to distance himself a little.

That man, didn't he come after him?

Venerable Bing turned his head strangely, just to see a figure in a blue Taoist robe, pinching Venerable Po's neck, and pinching it into the ground like a chicken.

With a bang, the ground cracked, and the entire mountain range was trembling.

And Venerable Po's breath was completely destroyed in this squeeze. A black bead flew out of Venerable Po's body, fell into the hands of Taoist Qingpao, and was absorbed.

He also finally knew that it wasn't the Qingpao Taoist who didn't chase after him, but the solution to Venerable Po...

Seeing this tragic scene, Venerable Ice knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to leave.

He turned his head and was about to do his last best to escape, and the next second, a face appeared in his eyes.

close to him.

Then there was a sweetness in his throat, and more than [-] kinds of laws had rushed into his body, destroying his body.

He doesn't even have the basic ability to resist...

And the Taoist priest in green robe began to murmur: "There are two hundred and forty-two kinds. After removing the repeated ones, thirteen new laws have been obtained. This person is the law of ice, and the person just now is the law of destruction."

Afterwards, Venerable Ice's consciousness began to blur, slacken, and gradually die...

A pure white ice bead emerged from his body and fell into Wang Shuo's hands.