Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

They never dreamed that they did so, not only did not stop the enemy, but died faster.

And these people gathered together and stood together in a circle, which indeed invisibly accelerated Wang Shuo's killing speed.

The eruption of this wave of infinite sword energy added four laws to him, reaching as many as three hundred and thirty-one. He could feel that his aura seemed to have reached a certain peak.

If he breaks through this apex, although he can't step into a saint, but... his strength will be transformed qualitatively.

Three hundred and thirty one... is it a bottleneck?But...it doesn't matter, in the killing, more and more laws are obtained, and any bottleneck is broken.

Wang Shuo's eyes became more and more cold, and he continued to look for the next wave of enemies.

From the first death of one or two saints, to the gathering of these saints, Wang Shuo used the four swords of Zhuxian to kill six or seven saints at one time, which was countless times faster.

In this killing...

In half a day, three hundred and eighty-one saints died, plus the previous five hundred and thirty-four saints who died in the hands of Wang Shuo, as many as nine hundred...

This number is terrifying. With only one person's power, he has wiped out more than [-] saints...

Even the girl back then was just like that, right?Those saints who haven't had an accident, think so...

As everyone knows, in the dark, a young man stands in the forest, counting the laws in his body.

"There are four hundred and ninety-nine laws, and there is one more to break through the five hundred, five hundred laws, which should be able to break through this vertex." Wang Shuo went to the next location while calculating.

As more and more laws were obtained, the repeated laws he encountered began to increase...

This made him a little helpless, but he also knew that this was inevitable.

Walking and walking, he came to the bottom of an empty mountain, where it was quiet and strange, and there was no human figure.

All the way to kill, he has been dyed red with blood, and he can't see the color of his original clothes, and the breath on his body has become more and more terrifying and scary.

In that mountain, in all directions, it was covered by a magic weapon like a black gauze, which integrated everyone with this mountain.

The breath of many saints is all here, covered by black veils.

Even Bishop Miao was in the crowd, staring at the person who came, and said solemnly: "Why is there only one? What about the other enemies?"

"Bishop, do you want to wait? Maybe only one enemy has been killed here." The other saints said.

"Humph! From a few days ago to now, there have been more than [-] saints who died here. I don't know how to explain to Master Ling when I go back. If you can't kill the enemy, you don't have to go back alive, anyway. It's death!" Bishop Miao's voice was very deep and cold, making everyone's heart tremble.

There were [-] saints when they came, but now, there are only [-] left, and more than half of them have been lost.

They didn't even kill any of the enemies... Especially in this half-day, the number of casualties increased greatly.

The gathered saints not only failed to stop the enemy's slaughter, but instead accelerated the slaughter.

They even began to wonder what kind of existence they were facing... that could kill the saint so much that he didn't even have the ability to resist.

but……

No matter how they wait, how they look for...

From the beginning to the end, there was only one Taoist man covered in blood, wandering back and forth near this mountain.

As the Taoist wandered, more and more news of the saint's death came, which made Bishop Miao's heart tremble even more.

Could it be that there are only one person from the beginning to the end of the many enemies, the phantoms that are all over the mountains and plains?

This person, who killed more than [-] saints, almost lost most of them?

Chapter 215 Almost hit the world fragments (ten more)

Everyone felt that everything they encountered had exceeded their imagination.

One person, transformed into many figures, killed more than [-] saints, almost collapsed.

Is this possible?

It's impossible, right?

Everyone, subconsciously, swallowed.

Bishop Miao had a sullen expression on his face. He clenched his fists tightly. He felt aggrieved to the extreme. It was the first time he had felt so uncomfortable in this ancient world for so long.

"Whether it's one person or a group, it's been so long, and I haven't even touched the other person's hair. No matter what, I want to kill one! Prepare to kill that person when they come again!"

Bishop Miao had already gritted his teeth, his teeth itch with hatred, this feeling of suffocation, as if a breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

If he does not kill an enemy, even if he dies, he will not be reconciled!

And he suspects that his guess is true. There is only one enemy, but he has transformed into thousands, killing many saints and losing their helmets and armors!

Whenever he thinks of this possibility, his heart skips a beat, and he has the illusion of panic.

"Whether it is or not, I have no choice. This person must die." The cold light in his eyes intensified, like a sharp blade.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, the Taoist they were waiting for, the Taoist who was covered in blood and had a cold face, passed by the foot of the mountain once again!

Seeing the opportunity, Bishop Miao widened his eyes, waved his hand suddenly, and shouted, "It's now! Kill him!"

Boom~

Countless waves suddenly rose, and the remaining seven hundred saints shot together, seven hundred laws, gathered at one point, and bombarded Wang Shuo.

Bishop Miao was even more shattered by the laws of shattering, rushing out frantically, using the strongest blow in his life!