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Chapter 570: The Resurrection of Ten Thousand People Goes (Repair)

"Evil Demon! Death!"

Since he has decided to sacrifice himself and kill the demons, Daoxuan Zhenren is really a human being and naturally does not intend to waste his time. With a long roar, the Zhuxian Sword in his hand once again burst out with a colorful light!

Then he gave tens of thousands of people a chance, and then slashed out the sword that had burned his cultivation and life!

The Zhuxian Sword, as the most legendary ancient sword in the Zhuxian world, is probably not fully aware of how powerful it is.

After all, as a legendary figure who once suppressed an era, there may not be anyone who can accuse him of shooting his sword with all his might.

Therefore, when Daoxuan Zhenren gave all his strength and fully stimulated the power of the Zhuxian Sword, the explosion was beyond everyone's imagination! Even the rock-like space barrier in the Zhuxian world was even directly shattered! All creatures within a radius of thousands of miles were shocked as long as their strength was not enough to reach a certain level!

And the thousands of people who were pointed at by the sword edge felt an unprecedented pressure and threat! Death would come to your head at any time!

"What a joke! I'm going to go! Old Daoxuan! If you want my life, you are still far from it!"

No one wants to die if he can live! Not to mention a hero like Ten Thousand People. Therefore, there is a premonition in the dark that he told him that in the face of Daoxuan in this state and such a powerful Zhuxian Sword, all his resistance was unnecessary, but Ten Thousand People still tried their best to drive the Shura power in their body, turning it into layers of protective covers, blocking the sword edge of the Zhuxian Sword that had completely locked it and was inevitable!

Crack!

As he felt before, although he had already strengthened his full strength, he was still as weak as a young child in front of the terrifying Zhuxian Sword!

The dense protection arranged in front of him could not stop him at all! The colorful terrifying sword light drove straight into him, and with one sword, he slashed on him!

"metropolitan!"

"father!"

...

Seeing that the chests of thousands of people were directly penetrated by the colorful terrifying sword light, and then burned to death in front of everyone, all the personnel of the Ghost King Sect couldn't help but show an expression of disbelief.

Obviously, they did not expect that the sect leader who was already invincible in their hearts would die in front of their own people, turning into ashes, and not even his bones were left!

On the Ghost King Sect, since tens of thousands of people had fallen down, everyone's attack did not need to be stopped. Is the Qingyun Sect better? Because the Daoxuan Zhenren who succeeded in one blow was not better, and even the Zhuxian Sword could not be completed. He fell from the sky with the man and the sword, which made many people in the Qingyun Sect who had the ability and time quickly took the rescue.

"You still care about Qingyun Sect, right?"

On the battlefield, Lin Jingyu, who also stopped fighting in his hands, was also worried about the injuries on his head, but his attention was more on Zhang Xiaofan. Therefore, he noticed the other party at the first time, and suddenly relaxed because of the death of thousands of people, as if it was the big rock pressing on his heart, and finally moved away the same expression as the moment.

"I don't understand what you say," Zhang Xiaofan directly avoided Lin Jingyu's words and denied it. Then he stopped caring about the opponent in front of him and rushed directly towards Bi Yao, obviously worried that his sweetheart would do something irreversible in grief.

However, it was also at this moment that a heartbeat like a drum suddenly spread across the broken Tongtian Peak.

Before everyone could understand what was going on, they heard a few blood colors burst in the direction of the sound, turning into blood mist and then gathered in one direction like a bird returning to a nest, and in an instant it gathered into a heart!

Then this was just the beginning. It was like a domino, centered on the blood-colored heart, and the blood-colored figures around it continued to burst, turning into blood mist, gathering in the direction of the heart. In an instant, a figure that everyone was very familiar with appeared in front of everyone.

And this figure is exactly what thousands of people are coming!

Faced with the continuous formation and gathering of thousands of people, no matter how stupid people are, at this time, everyone understands that thousands of people are preparing to be reborn!

Although everyone couldn't figure out why ten thousand people had such a despicable ability to reverse life and death, it did not prevent them from making the most correct choice. However, the few righteous people who were closest to ten thousand people in this direction raised the fairy sword in their hands at the first moment, and the sword lights scattered down, and slashed at the figures of ten thousand people who were gathering and generating!

On the other hand, the people from the Ghost King Sect were also not slow, and several neighbors also took action at the first time, but what they had to do was protect. For a moment, disputes arose and battles reappeared!

As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it. In many cases, you have a good advantage in attacking one side, especially when an emergency occurs.

Therefore, although the Ghost King staff had tried their best to resist, there were still two sword lights that they could not stop and slashed at the blood shadows formed by thousands of people!

"No!"

Seeing the two sharp sword lights, they were about to fall on the blood-colored figure. Bi Yao, who had finally felt hope in her heart, couldn't help but let out a painful and sad voice!

And it was also at this moment that the blood-colored figure suddenly opened his hands and did not reach out to grab the two sword lights that were slashing over! In one hand, he would directly crush the sword light that was enough to cut the gold and broken stone!

"Hahaha! Old Daoxuan! It seems that I will laugh to the end!" As the two sword lights were crushed, the figures of Wanrensheng finally completely gathered. With a loud scream, Wanrensheng officially appeared in front of everyone, looking at the direction of the Taoist man who did not know about life and death, laughed wildly: "It's true that the destiny is in me! It seems that God is destined to belong to me in this era!"

If ten thousand people go, the disciples of Qingyun Sect don’t know how to refute this matter.

After all, the other party is a monster that cannot be brought to the Zhuxian Sword, the largest trump card in Qingyun Sect. What can these people do?

So for a moment, the morale of the Ghost King Sect rose sharply. When I looked at the opponent in front of me, it was like a lamb to be slaughtered!

On the Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple, the morale has reached its peak, and all of them are shrouded in despair!

"Hahaha," obviously, tens of thousands of people also sent this, so after laughing wildly, they hit the railway while it was hot: "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. I count to three. If you surrender, I can save your life! Otherwise, next year's day will be your death day! One! Three!"

Under the psychological pressure given by thousands of people, some people have begun to shake and are ready to surrender.

But unexpectedly, tens of thousands of people would play cards without the norm and not give everyone a chance to report, so they jumped from one to three!
Chapter completed!
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