Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

And they all exhaled, waiting for the arrival of death!

click~

Just as the fist was about to fall, the surrounding mountains and rivers, the earth, and the red light curtain mountain trembled slightly.

"What's going on?" Man Shan's eyes trembled, he didn't understand what was going on, but he speeded up and planned to kill these three people first!

kaka~

There were two more strange noises, and several cracks appeared in the surrounding red light curtain mountains, and the saints all over the ground looked to the horizon.

Can vaguely see, in the air, there is a vague figure, standing outside the light curtain.

Ka Ka Ka ~

The light curtain, in the light stepping of the figure, cracked again, this time, it was densely packed, almost covering the entire red light curtain.

On that day, the illusory mountain in the sky showed signs of collapse...

"What exactly is going on?"

Everyone's heart jumped, and they felt an unprecedented, chilling energy!

Outside the light and shadow, the blurred figure, who is it?

Is that His Royal Highness Nanman?

But even His Royal Highness Nanman has never given them such a feeling!

Boom~

Finally, the red light curtain suddenly collapsed.

It turned into red light spots all over the sky, and the mountains and rivers outside gradually became clear, with a cool mountain breeze.

Outside the shattered light curtain, where countless red light spots were scattered, a young Taoist man wearing a blue shirt with a cold expression and four swords appeared around his body, looking coldly at the many saints below!

Boom~

That Man Shan's fist finally landed on Zhiling, Shen Yang, and Man Yuan, and Man Shan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These three people, after all... are still dead!

Chapter 270 Killing the Barbarian Mountain (three more)

Can……

Can he really succeed?

At the moment when the fist was only one fist away from the three of them, the surrounding void began to distort, and countless black luster scattered around, turning into a crack.

In that crack, an arm that was not very strong stretched out, and tightly clenched that fist!

The blood-red laws of the sky gathered and fell on the fist, but in an instant, they all collapsed and dissipated, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the place where the Taoist in Tsing Yi stood in the sky just now, there was no one there, only a black crack that gradually healed.

"This is... space, the law."

Many saints swallowed their saliva subconsciously. The speed of this was simply terrifying!

In the distance, his eyes were wide open, his arms were bulging with blue veins, and the aura of law all over his body was surging. He stared at the arm and the black crack, and the person who came out slowly, issued There was an angry howl: "I don't believe it! Someone can stop my Man Shan's fist, not to mention, your breath is clearly only the initial stage of the saint!"

rumbling~

The continuous rioting of the torrent of blood energy turned into a blood curtain, which became more and more dazzling.

The surrounding earth and space shattered rapidly, and in this punch, the man did not move at all, just staring at Barbarian Mountain coldly.

Man Shan's hand was also in the huge eruption, and the clothes on his hand were shattered inch by inch, revealing a constantly expanding fist!

The five-meter-high figure, under a punch, was squeezed by a seemingly small figure in Tsing Yi, full of indifference and calm.

As if doing something trivial.

"You, do you want to die?" Wang Shuo's voice sounded leisurely, and the law in that hand began to erupt and twisted suddenly.

click~

The bones cracked, the flesh twisted, and the whole hand was twisted, making a crackling sound, and countless blood lights collapsed, and could no longer be condensed.

All the vitality and breath between heaven and earth seem to be gathered in this person, he is like the god of this world, omnipotent.

The rolling torrents of heaven and earth, the oppressive aura that is like a collapse of the sky, all the time, do not let Manshan's heart be torn apart.

This feeling was so terrifying, so frightening, that he didn't even have time to scream, and he didn't care about the pain in his hands.

Using the law directly, he broke his arm, turned his head and ran away in fright!

The Long Po next to her swallowed her saliva subconsciously. She was familiar with the Taoist man in Tsing Yi before her. Isn't she the master of Daoshan?

How did this person come here, and this breath, why... is he more terrifying than the Mountain Master of Broken Dragon Mountain?

"Go! If you don't go, you will die here." Long Po's heart trembled, and she didn't dare to stop at all. She fled in the opposite direction of Manshan, hoping to get out of here before this Taoist took action!

In the Nanman Hall, countless figures flew out, feeling the breath that came out after the blood-colored light curtain was shattered outside.

Originally, this blood-colored light curtain was used to isolate the changes, breath, and battles inside, but it was broken by Wang Shuo. These breaths, battles, and aftermath could no longer be hidden.