Bang!
A true spirit was smashed to pieces, and Yuan Shen escaped by luck and hurriedly offered a Mukden token to leave the battlefield of evil spirits.
Others were crushed and exploded by the Great Sumeru Mountain, and they died on the spot!
Two Buddhist peaks came, and this group of true spirit strong people immediately fled around in a panic.
In the state of four arms, Su Mo galloped across the battlefield, killing all the people who passed by, and everyone dared to retreat!
Chapter two hundred and fifteen Clean up the battlefield
Fengtian square
Many kings from the 3,000 realms looked at this scene and looked shocked.
This time, the three thousand true spirits gathered in the battlefield of evil spirits, and everyone had long expected that the three thousand true spirits and evil spirits would burst into a fierce and bloody collision!
But no one expected this situation.
This war is far more tragic than the imagination of the kings!
It’s the first world war, and there are more than 21 people in the three thousand realms alone!
The top ten of the meritorious jade tablet is even more damaged!
Blood lines in the blood world are a burst of dying and pale at this time.
When he just offered the Mukden token and fled back to Mukden Square, he still felt that this time it must be a laughing stock.
But now, at the sight of provoking that man, he is alive!
This is not to lose people.
This may also be his boast of pride!
He can even imagine what many creatures will talk about after the first world war.
"In that World War I, the mountains and the earth were shattered and killed, and in the face of the sword world, Su Zhu really fell, and more than 20 blood lines with blood circles came alive!"
On the other hand, the blood lines look a little relaxed, stand up and raise your head slightly.
Three of the top ten evil spirits also died in this war.
The Lord of the ninth sword peak in the sword world has killed the three thousand worlds and the evil spirits by himself!
If Xia Yin, Hui Shen and others can be called true spirits.
Then the Lord of the ninth sword peak in the sword world is the highest among all the true spirits!
"World war I became famous as a sword. It’s really a cruel man …"
"This person can be called an enemy in the battlefield of evil spirits!"
"I don’t know what kind of physique this person is, but the momentum is still unabated."
"After all, there are seven avatar baptisms …"
Witch blood king, Shi Shuo king and other interface kings who suffered heavy losses all looked pale at this time and stared at the evil battlefield without saying a word.
King Hanmu still accepted this ending and said bitterly, "What are those true spirits doing? What to hide and avoid? "
"This is already a spent force. They want several people to join hands, and they will certainly be able to kill this and harvest several treasures!"
Many kings secretly pie mouth shook his head and looked at the king of cold eyes with some pity.
They can see that the king of cold eyes has been hit too hard and has lost his mind at this time.
Now this kind of situation sword Su Zhu hands stained with more than 20 true spirit blood who will dare to rush before?
Who knows if Su Zhu in this sword world still has a successful cause?
Just now, ten true spirits, such as Wu Xing Lu Gan, joined hands, and Su Zhu was pretending to be in vain, but what happened?
Ten true spirits were wiped out!
What happened when the virtual hag and the blood-eyed evil spirit sword world Su Zhu ran out of cards and tried to take advantage of it?
Three evil spirits have fallen!
Who dares to go in this situation?
You Lan Xian Wang chuckled "A spent force? King Hanmu, what you just said sounds familiar to me. Did you say it once before? "