Chapter 260

Four bloody swords like Tianzhu slashed the forest under the peak wildly. The whole forest fell into the end of the world. The bright red sword meaning was like a raging sea and raging waves filled the forest.

Everything in the forest has been destroyed and turned into dust, and all vegetation and living creatures have been destroyed. Even the earth has been chopped up by life. The scene is extremely terrifying.

Feng Qingyu and other dozens of soul people look at this scene with dull eyes, and their expressions are stagnant and unbelievable.

"Elder sang! Your Tianxia peak disciple is still among them. You... You are... "Huang Zhiyuan's voice trembled.

Although Bai Ye killed Zhuo Ming and Li Yu, he would never have killed all the hundreds of Tianxia peak disciples. If sang Dongming did so, would he not bury all these hundreds of disciples?

"In the white night, even the people in Wuhun state can be killed. How can those disciples escape his poison?" Sang Dongming's eyes were full of madness, and he danced the Blood Sword: "Jue Ming array can definitely kill the white night. The white night has killed so many people in Tianxia peak. If he is allowed to run away again, how can I explain to zongmen? So kill him at all costs! Kill!! Kill

Hearing sang Dong's roar, all the souls sighed.

The elder of Tianxia peak has been shadowed by the white night. I'm afraid he knows that there must be living disciples in the forest under the peak. However, in order to kill the white night, he has already begun to take measures. The lives of these disciples are nothing in his eyes.

Dong Dong...

the blood sword is pounding wildly, and the huge shadow of the sword is chopping like vegetables. The souls feel that the earth under their feet is fluctuating and shaking.

The strength of Jue Ming array gradually weakens after nearly a hundred breath of Kung Fu. Sangdongming gasped, the blood sword in his hand cracked, and Jue Ming array stopped running.

"Is it finally over?" A soul person looks pale at the forest under the peak.

At the moment, where there is any forest under the peak, has been completely destroyed, nothing exists, only a huge black hole.

"Is this the power of Jue Ming array?" Huang Zhiyuan trembled.

"The power of Jue Ming array is determined by the power of the array caster. This is not the real power of Jue Ming array. However, the destructive power is amazing enough." Feng Qingyu murmured.

"The white night should have died?" Huang Zhiyuan sighed: "it's a pity that a genius. If he keeps a low profile and doesn't want to be so publicized and devote himself to practice, he will be famous all over the world in the future. How can he have the disaster of today?"

Feng Qingyu did not speak, her eyes twinkled with doubts.

In fact, he still does not understand, why the white night to challenge the world peak. He is a man without the spirit of heaven. Although he can defeat the people in Juehui state by fighting the profound righteousness and brute force, there are so many masters in the world. How can he fight against them alone? To challenge Tianxia peak is to seek death.

"It's over at last!" Sang Dongming's eyes that long hanging dignified finally dispersed, he stepped forward, toward the other side.

No one can survive in this terrible attack!

No one will believe that the white night is still alive. At this moment, I'm afraid even a fly can't live in the forest under the peak!

The night is dead, sang Dongming's nightmare in his heart dissipates, and people are relaxed a lot.

Now you just need to get back the dead dragon sword, and you can report to the leader of the peak. If you get the dead dragon sword, it is worth it even if you are afraid to die these hundreds of elite disciples!

Wait!

Sang Dongming's eyes suddenly solidified, staring at the black hole, his expression showed strong unbelievable.

A tiny red dot appeared in the middle of the dark hole, which looked like a person...

"has anyone survived?" The soul also saw the red dot and cried out.

All of them were attracted and looked at it one after another.

"No? No way Feng Qingyu's eyes also trembled a few times, incredibly accelerated the pace to go there.

He did not believe that under this terrible intensity, the white night could still live.

Sure enough, when the crowd approached, they were surprised to find that the red dot was indeed an individual and indeed a white night.

He floats in the air with his knees crossed, and his body still has the rolling sword meaning released by Jue Ming array. These sword ideas flow around his skin and squeeze into his body a little bit.

Sang Dong's name was frozen immediately, and he could not take another step!

White night... Not dead?

"Is he absorbing the sword?"

Someone cried out.

People finally understand why the night can survive in this terrible chop! He has absorbed all the exciting sword ideas!

His skin was so red that it seemed to burn at any moment.

"It's amazing!"

"This is terrible! He can absorb the sword

"Was it an accident?"

The souls were astonished.

Feng Qingyu is staring at the white night with her eyes fixed.

Accident? He didn't think it was an accident. He always felt that it was controlled by the night.And mulberry winter name is already angry, full of killing intention toward the white night.

"Why are you still alive? Go to hell

With one hand in his hand, he tore it off in the air, and the vast force rolled out the air and patted it.

But in the middle of the sky, like the white night of the king of Ming Dynasty, his eyes suddenly opened, and a surge of fighting spirit burst out from the depths of his pupil.

Seeing this pair of pupils, sang Dong's mind trembled. His fighting spirit was more like a sword, which forced his heart to move.

His fighting intention is stronger than before!!

"Broken!" After drinking in the white night, the fighting spirit is released, such as the impact of sound waves, which instantly breaks the attack of Sang Dong Ming.

Sang Dongming hit again, fighting head-on with his fists in the white night. With a thump, his fists and palms were separated.

In the daytime, sang Dongming only shakes his body. He is the elder of the world peak. Without sacrificing four heavenly spirits in the daytime, how can he be his opponent?

"Thank you very much for your old age

Standing still in the daytime, he looked at sang Dongming and said with a smile: "without the power of your life-threatening array, my fighting mystery could not have broken through to the second level so quickly. Without the help of elder sang, I'm afraid I'm still fighting with you. How can I cultivate so quietly?"

"Asshole Sang Dongming was almost mad with anger. He killed Bai Ye at all costs. As a result, Bai Ye was not dead, and all the elite people in the world were killed by him.

He will be ruined by the news!

Whoa!

The amazing Yuanli is released from sang Dongming's body, which is like a fire. The surrounding fengqingyu and others are forced to retreat by the Furious sangdongming.

"White night! I must kill you today. No one can save you in the sky and on the earth. Anyone who obstructs me from behaving you will die!! I'm going to use your head to wash away the humiliation I've suffered! "

Sang Dong's name roared and hit the white night with one hand.

Yuan Li is surging and stirring, tearing the past.

White night mouth slightly raised, back leaping.

"Run?"

Sang Dong's name roared and frantically opened his hands. Yuan Li's palm prints burst out between his palms. Hundreds of breaths flew out of his hands. They were extremely dense and terrifying.

With a wave of both hands in the white night, the fighting power is released and the palm print is hit like sand and stone.

But the power of fighting can not completely block sang Dongming in his rage. He is like a mountain, crashing over and destroying everything.

Day night does not stop to retreat, the speed is not slow, and sang Dongming is chasing after, killing the release.

"Die!! Die!! Die!! Die for me

Sang Dongming roared as he clapped his hands. The shadow of his palms fell on the side of the white night and burst out at once. The air waves were constantly impacting his body.

The white night is like a boat in a storm. The body is shaking, but it doesn't stop rushing.

Two people speed to the limit, soon will Feng Qingyu and others.

But just then, the night suddenly stopped.

"Give up? Yes, no matter how strong your feet are and how fast you are, how can you run past me

Sang Dongming drinks and throws off his sleeve robe. Yuan Li, who is venting all over his body, quickly encircles him. In a few breaths, he turns into a red iron chain, blocking his retreat.

"No more resistance! I'm not Zhuo Ming or Li Yu. I'm sang Dongming, the elder of tianfengfeng. If you have four heavenly spirits and sacrifice them at the same time, maybe you can fight against me. But if you lose the soul, you are a waste man. Even if you understand the meaning of fighting, in my eyes, it's just like a mole ant! " Suddenly, the sun and the earth are crushed.

However, the whole body does not move in the white night, eyes such as stagnant water, no waves and no waves, that terrible pressure seems to hit cotton, no effect.

"Well?" Sang Dongming's eyebrows moved slightly, feeling bad.

I can only see my hand touching the hilt on my waist at night.

It's a dead dragon sword.

Sangdongming's heart beat quickly, but soon recovered.

"Ridiculous, the dead dragon sword and other magical objects can't be moved by non soul people. You have no soul power. To you, the dead dragon sword is just a sword that can't be pulled out. Do you still want to use it to kill me?"

"No soul power? Sang Dong's name, from the beginning to the end, do you think so? " Suddenly said the white night.

Sang Dong's face sank: "what do you mean?"

White night did not say, but gradually the face of a bloody soul.

Sang Dong Ming stares at the soul shadow that gradually appears, and his eyes suddenly show the color of horror.

He knows the soul print! The soul changes into yuan, and the soul pattern will appear only after the second variation!!

"No way. Your spirit has been sacrificed? Once the spirit of heaven is sacrificed, it will burn out and no longer exist. You are a waste man. Why... Why do you still have the spirit of heaven? What's more, it's the soul of the second change? "

Sang Dong's name trembled.

"Thank you very much

White night eyes a Lin, palm clasped dead dragon sword, straight pull out."No

Sang Dong's name gave out a hoarse roar.

A golden light rose from the sky, tearing the night sky.

Feng Qingyu's pace is stiff.

The crowd stared at the place where the golden light broke out and rushed quickly.

But there was a headless figure standing there.

That's the name of Sang Dong, the great elder of Tianxia peak.

His head was broken, and the earth behind him was cut off by a sword, and an endless abyss appeared www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!