Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

Around, twelve and a half steps of the Holy Spirit rushed up together.

This is the twelve elders of the main hall, forming a large formation, attacking from twelve positions.

There are swords, lights, swords and shadows on the pavement, countless law riots!

But he couldn't make Meng Long show a little change. He raised the sword in his hand, facing the middle of the twelve positions, and suddenly fell!

click!

There was just a crisp explosion, and the formation of 12 people was cut off by a single sword!

"Ruined!"

A group of people were blown away, showing a little despair!

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In the inn not far away, Qian Yisen also took his daughter Qian Yu and fled everywhere, watching the people in black slaughtered outside, the fear in his eyes filled every cell in his body.

These people are too terrifying, each of them is a half-step holy, these are the top experts in the star realm, there are only a few experts, but they are overwhelming and dense...

Half a step to the holy, is it already so cheap?

Qian Yisen swallowed his saliva, and from a corner, he wanted to rush out, but as soon as he dashed out, he saw Zhan Feng and others surrounded.

And they just rushed into the encirclement.

"How could it be? How could it be so coincidental, there are so many people in black robes..." Qian Yisen was desperate.

When they were in the desert outside, the sand monster didn't kill them, but they thought it would be safe if they came to Zhengyitang's site. Who knows the real danger, and now is the beginning!

Why is this happening?

They are just here to sell some things and earn some cultivation resources!

Usually nothing happens, but this time, this kind of thing happened?

Qian Yu's body trembled a little. He was held by his father, his hands were shaking constantly, his face became paler and his lips were bloodless.

She had never seen a killing on such a scale.

Moreover, each of these black-robed people carried a strong evil spirit.

I don't know how many creatures have been killed to form such a suffocating qi.

What the hell are these people?

Why such a massacre for no reason?

"There are two more who came to the door. It's really interesting." Meng Long glanced back at Qian Yisen and Qian Yu, and sneered.

Turning around, he no longer looked at Zhan Feng and others, but squinted his eyes and said, "Let's have some appetizers first! How are you going to die?"

He kept walking forward, looking at Qian Yisen and Qian Yu, the grin on his face became more and more terrifying.

The two of them were so frightened by his breath that their legs became weak, and they even forgot to escape.

As Meng Long kept getting closer, Wang Shuo, who was not far away, suddenly said, "Enough!"

"Ok?"

Meng Long turned back and looked at Wang Shuo, a strange man he did not know.

Wang Shuo changed his face and hid his breath, let alone Meng Long, even if they came down to the palace, they would still not know each other!

They don't have the ability to see through Wang Shuo.

"Just now, was it you who spoke?" Meng Long stared at Wang Shuo, his expression became strange.

Qian Yisen and Qian Yu saw Wang Shuo as if they saw a life-saving straw, and rushed over: "Senior...Senior, it's great that you are here, woohoo."

They were really frightened, frightened silly.

The sudden massacre here caught everyone by surprise.

"Oh? Senior?" Meng Long laughed. The breath he felt was only in the early stage of the saint, that is to say, this man had only the cultivation of the early stage of the saint.

And the two quasi-sages saw a monk in the early stage of the saint and shouted at the senior, thinking they were saved, do these two people think that a monk in the early stage of the saint can save them in the hands of a group of monks who are half a step holy, or even in the early stage of the holy Can't go?

"Hahaha! Interesting, senior, this person is actually a senior?" Meng Long smiled, smiling happily.

Like, heard the funniest joke.

He hadn't been this happy in a long time.

"For the sake of making me so happy today, I will give you a more joyful death. Don't worry, there will be no pain. In an instant, you will die!" Meng Long's mouth twitched slightly, and the sword in his hand , has erupted into an amazing luster!

"I will only strike one sword. If you can resist, I will turn around and leave." Meng Long opened his mouth and raised the sword in his hand like a joke.

This sword brought together his Dao Law, the Dao of Most Holy Comprehension. Although there are no three thousand laws, it has evolved its own laws to the extreme.

This sword, even Zhan Feng can't carry it, let alone a saint in the early stage, and two quasi-sages?

No one goes to see them anymore.

Not only Meng Long, but also the men in black robes under Meng Long.