Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

In order to save his life, he sacrificed his magic weapon, rolled up a gust of wind that covered the sky, fell into this gust of wind, and turned into the law of wind.

Wanting to escape from here with the help of such unpredictable laws... Unfortunately, he is still too naive.

Those laws, based on where he was, kept falling.

The magic weapon that set off the strong wind was directly smashed, exploded, and scattered everywhere.

And the saint of the law of speed used the same speed as him to follow him in the wind.

Even if he is unpredictable in the wind, this saint of the law of speed is not weaker than him...

"Die, it's useless." The sage of the law of speed, in a light tone, echoed in the wind.

Then a long sword was transformed into his hand, and it mercilessly and coldly pierced into Qian Wu's body.

Boom~

The breath contained in the sword exploded, and the flesh and blood of Qian Wu's body turned into broken bones in the sky, blood raining, and fluttering.

Even after the saint of the law of speed fell, a few small pieces of flesh and blood fell on the dead leaves at his feet.

He lowered his head and glanced at it, then without turning his head, he continued to walk into the mist.

"You guys, go into the fog to find that child, you guys, go to Yanyu Villa, the whole villa, from now on, I don't want to see anyone alive, including everyone related to this villa... everyone!"

Bishop Miao's voice was cold and scary, but the saints around him had long been used to it. Isn't this Bishop Miao's style?

It's okay if you don't make a move, once you make a move, you will definitely cut the grass and root, and not a single one will be left.

It will not give the other party a chance to survive, but... directly to death.

No one would be foolish enough to leave a descendant for the other party and let this descendant come back for revenge.

At least Bishop Miao is not such a fool.

After saying these words, Bishop Miao exhaled a breath and looked into the depths of the fog: "Those who protect the Yu family children should be in the fog, you go in and search, if you find the whereabouts, let me know immediately, I am outside. waiting for you."

"Yes!"

Those saints nodded in agreement and began to go deeper.

The many saints who came, most of them entered the mist, and a small part went towards Yanyu Village.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night, a... bloody night, no one can be an exception.

In the fog, Wang Shuo had already felt the changes outside, and even the trace of breath left on Qian Wu who had just been released from the constraints of the law was also shattered just now.

He didn't even have time to help, the breath disappeared forever.

I can vaguely feel the power of many saints fluctuating outside... That is, the people of the gods are coming.

"You look for this side, we are in charge of this side, if you find an enemy, report it immediately!"

The neat and orderly shouts echoed in the fog, and the sound of rushing sounded in this fog.

I can see shadows one by one, going deeper and deeper, countless...

Wang Shuo could feel that one out of every eight searchers was a saint.

This Shen Xu... how many saints have been dispatched?

Without hesitation, Wang Shuo pulled Yin Rouer and Yufei and flew towards the deeper fog.

It's not that he can't fight, but that there are too many saints on the other side. Once the fight starts, he can't take care of these two people, so he can only come back and kill them by hiding them.

In his eyes, there was a little bit of coldness, and there were two hundred and forty-one laws on his body, all gushing out...

As an afterimage flashed through the fog, Wang Shuo took the two to a hidden ravine full of thorns and hid the two.

Looking at the secluded places around, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It should be safe here. It's time to go out and collect the power of the law. With so many saints, I don't know what level my law can be raised to this time?"

His figure flickered quickly on the edge of the mountains and fields. Under the blessing of several laws, he was like a streamer that was constantly flickering in the space, and it was impossible to grasp it clearly.

Until he met the first saint, Wang Shuo made a move!

The figure, in the blink of an eye, pierced the head of the saint in an instant, and even the things left by the saint were not needed, and disappeared into the mountains again.

The surrounding corpse-killing master, Quansheng, was far away when he discovered it, and he could only shout 'here', but he couldn't catch up with the man.

"Two hundred and forty-two!"

In the fog, Wang Shuo kept moving forward, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the rules of collection also began to increase!

"Two hundred and forty-three, two hundred and forty-four, two hundred and forty-five..."

His mouth kept mumbling, like a harvester, only caring about killing saints, those corpses, quasi-sages, he didn't even bother to look at them.

"This way!"

A dozen saints came after hearing the news and chased Wang Shuo. Naturally, these dozen saints knew that the enemy's speed was astonishing, so the laws of these dozen saints were all related to speed.

Wang Shuo's figure kept changing in the mist, and the dozen or so saints kept changing, chasing after Wang Shuo's figure.

Among the dozen or so saints, there are nine laws that do not overlap with Wang Shuo, that is to say, if these people are killed, Wang Shuo will add nine laws of blessing speed!

Thinking of this, Wang Shuo narrowed his eyes and sped up a bit. He took these saints and walked towards the distance...