Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

The cyan figure in the brilliance killed these saints!

This scene made a group of people who had just raised their hopes widen their eyes and lost their voice: "What does he want...for?"

"Don't...don't come here!"

An approaching saint, turned and ran, but...

The law has come behind him, and more than [-] laws have passed by, and this person has not even had a chance to react, so he was drowned.

Everyone looked at him with trembling... After feeling this person, after beheading a saint, another law was added.

They seemed to think of something, and the whole person froze: "He... wants to plunder our laws. If he collects three thousand laws, who can stop him?"

And Wang Shuo's figure appeared in front of this person in the next second. With a flash of sword light, a huge head was spinning in the air.

In this person's eyes, there is still the panic from before.

That face, that person, those four swords, flashed in the air... It was a massacre from the abyss...

This person did not deal with the Chaos Gods and Demons, but planned to kill them all first.

This man... is he crazy?

The eyes of those sages were gradually... shrouded in the shadow of fear of death.

Chapter 226 The Three Thousand Laws (One More)

That person, like an incomprehensible phantom, came and went freely between heaven and earth, flickering constantly, turning into an overwhelming figure.

It seems that there are thousands of Taoists in Tsing Yi who are fighting against heaven and earth.

but……

As everyone knows, this is not because there are thousands of Taoist men in green clothes, but because his speed is too fast, he keeps traversing the space, leaving behind a shadow.

In the end... how fast does it have to be to leave... so many phantoms?

"This person... What the hell is going on? How did he collect so many laws with the strength of a quasi-sage..."

"He... just entered the quasi-saint, could he be able to kill the saint? How is this possible?"

A pair of eyes, panic, trembling constantly intertwined, and the soul is a little terrified.

"Nine hundred and eighty-one, nine hundred and eighty-nine, nine hundred and ninety-three... nine hundred and ninety-nine..."

"one thousand!!!"

The law seems to have reached its peak. A thousand kinds of laws are constantly spewing and intertwined. Wang Shuo's body is coated with a layer of colorful light.

The entire world, the entire Chaos Orb world, whether it is the ancient world or the outside world, began to shake...

It seems that there is a hidden will that is awakening... That kind of subtle connection, with the increase of the law, is constantly being introduced into the consciousness...

It is the feeling of Chaos Pearl, the connection between Chaos Pearl and Wang Shuo is recovering...

Boom~

That breath erupted like a volcano, and Wang Shuo's body, flesh and blood, all turned into streams of light...

As if to merge with this world...

The Three Thousand Laws, the Dao, what is the Dao?Heaven?

Wang Shuo felt the changes in his body, and the illusion of the chaotic beads, faintly wanting to merge with himself, his eyes slowly exuded an unspeakable divine light, and everyone was watching that brilliance.

My body feels agitated...

It was stuck at the bottleneck of a thousand laws, and with the deepening of the connection between the Chaos Beads, it suddenly... collapsed.

The breath covered the entire ancient world, and the monks in the entire ancient world rose to the sky and looked at that person...

That figure dressed in blue clothes and accompanied by four swords.

And those laws, shrinking rapidly, his shadow, rushed out again, constantly covering up the saints present.

It seemed that there was a sound transmission from the Great Way, and it resounded in the sky again... Only this time, the speed of the counting began to increase.

One thousand two hundred and one...

A voice sounded, and then, more than two hundred saints fell.

One chanting, two hundred saints fell.

hiss~

Everyone clenched their teeth and took a deep breath...

This……

How can it be?

One thousand four hundred and five...

Boom~

The afterimage increased again, turning into five or six hundred Taoist priests in green, bombarding back and forth.

One thousand seven hundred and nine...