Fantasy: I have 100,000 boss identities

"The power of the formation is so strong, the power is comparable to the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm!"

Xiao Chenfei swept his eyes away, and said with a faint smile.

Thousands of flying swords appeared around him, controlled by mental power, and rushed away in an instant.

Rumble!

The collision of fire light and sword light caused an explosion to sweep away.

Xiao Tian's figure flickered.

Impelled by the spiritual power of his right hand, Shura used his hand to shatter all the flames.

Although the power of his flying sword is strong, it is still weak against the flames.

"It would be great if my Asura Throwing Knife was still there, what a pity!"

Xiao Tian shook his head.

The strength of both hands surged and condensed into a giant hand that shook the sky.

"Destroy!"

The giant hand with a width of one hundred feet, bombarded with monstrous power, and the power of destruction descended.

"The birth and death of the eight sects, suppress everything!"

Tianhuang and other elders immediately manipulated the formation and unleashed a shocking blow.

Bang!

The two forces clashed crazily, and the power suddenly dissipated.

The giant hand was shattered, and the force of suppression came towards Xiao Tian.

"Donghe Bell, guard!"

Xiao Tian flipped his right hand, and a dilapidated small dark golden clock appeared.

hum!

Stimulated by the spiritual power, it was magnified hundreds of times and enveloped him.

Rumble!

The suppressive force bombarded down brazenly, violently hitting the Donghe Bell.

Click!

Xiao Tian frowned slightly, the earth-level treasure Donghe Bell couldn't bear it.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the treasure shattered.

"Jade-faced Shura, my Rakshasa sect has taken your life, and no one can save you!"

Tianhuang's icy voice came, and a destructive aura emanated from the formation.

Boom!one sound

The power of the formation is fully activated, unleashing the most powerful blow.

"Really? It's a pity that you are not worthy!"

The corner of Xiao Tian's mouth turned up, and he smiled disdainfully.

The light in his eyes flickered, his mind moved, and he performed the Heaven's Punishment and Soul Extermination Technique.

Boom!

Suddenly the sky resounded with thunder, and an incomparably terrifying aura permeated the air.

"break!"

Xiao Tian's eyes flashed with lightning, and he muttered softly.

Click!

Rumble!

A purple sky thunder bombarded, containing the power of infinite destruction.

The momentum is incomparable, dominating the sky!

"Soul Destroyed!"

Xiao Tian opened his mouth again, and immediately cast the secret art of divine sense, as if a thunderbolt descended as punishment from heaven.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A wave of thunder struck Tianhuang and the others like a thunder hammer into the depths of their souls.

what!!

The pupils of the eight people dilated and their faces changed drastically.

Blood flowed out, and he yelled in pain.

"what happened?"

Ao Wuji felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked.

What he answered was corpses falling from the sky and hitting the ground, raising a lot of dust.

"died?"

All members of the Rakshasa Sect were shocked, their faces turned terrified.

That's an eighth level powerhouse of the Spirit Gathering Realm!To die like this?

It's too magical, isn't it?

Xiao Tian held his hands behind his back, his eyes were sharp, and he said indifferently: "What methods does the Rakshasa Sect have, just use them!"