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Chapter 975(1/2)

The wind and waves dissipate, and the dust in the sky dissipates.

Many half-story Taoist ancestors slowly emerged, whether it was Shentu Haoyu or Luo Zhen, the combat power of the two was far beyond everyone's imagination.

Not to mention the Daluo Jinxian such as Chen Tianzhou, or even the Taixu Daozu and others, they were also stunned.

Although he has opened the second level of life and death entrance, he is far from the two.

Suddenly, a rampant laughter appeared in everyone's ears.

A man, a gun, appeared in everyone's sight. Shen Tu Haoyu's body was covered with cracks, but his face showed a arrogant expression.

But behind him, there was still a huge mountain phantom. Isn’t it really something?

"Luo Zhen, even if you have the ability to be in heaven, you will still be able to die in my hands in the end. The Holy Clan should be born above the human race."

Taixu Daozu and others looked pale.

Is the final winner really Shen Tu Haoyu? Luo Zhen, who is invincible, finally lost?

I'm afraid there will be no one in the Tianhuang Immortal Realm who can stop Shentu Haoyu.

Thousands of miles away, Tiandu Daozu smiled sinisterly and said, "Old man Taixu, Luo Zhen is dead, what else do you have to say? Come to the Holy Clan quickly, there is still a glimmer of life, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."

Several half-step Taoist ancestors who had just opened the first level of life and death entrance, glanced at everyone, their bodies flashed and had already arrived in front of the Tiandu Taoist ancestor, and said, "We and fellow Tiandu Taoist fellows advance and retreat together."

Kunxu Dao Ancestor and Tianjian Dao Ancestor were both people with a nature like fire. They were filled with anger and cursed loudly, "What a shameless person."

The half-step Taoist ancestors looked a little ugly, but they were speechless.

They have lived for millions of years, just wanting to continue to live. This book is not a matter of things. Let’s put it aside!

But in an instant, Shentu Haoyu's wound had completely recovered. He looked at the Taixu Daozu coldly, his eyes were fierce, and his voice was cold: "You guys go together!"

"Not needed yet!"

Thousands of feet behind Shentu Haoyu, a voice slowly floated over.

Shen Tu Haoyu was stunned at first, then suddenly turned around and stared at the other party. He said hoarsely: "You are not dead yet."

Luo Zhen's body was as clean as before, with a light wind and clouds, and extremely elegant. It was many times better than when Shen Tu Haoyu first came out.

Shen Tu Haoyu no longer had any contempt and suddenly roared: "Thousands of guns and kills the catastrophe!"

The black spear in his right hand suddenly pierced out, and tens of thousands of cold black spear blades appeared in the void, powerful, terrifying, full of oppression.

What is even more shocking is that every gun shadow pierced out and the powerful force brought by it swept a crack of a hundred feet above the Tiandu Temple.

moment!

The Tiandu Temple and the guardian golden immortal inside were completely fragmented, and how many were buried in the broken beams and walls, bloody worldly style.

Tiandu Daozu felt ache in his heart, but he gritted his teeth.

We can only blame these people in the Human and Tiandu Sect for their poor lives and cannot blame others. What's more, as long as they can surrender to the Holy Clan, they will naturally re-establish the Tiandu Holy Land. At that time, they will be able to recruit disciples, and these people will not be considered a big deal.

Ten thousand spear lights suddenly exploded.

Turning into countless cold murderous intents, it has arrived in front of Luo Zhen.

The half-step path ancestors of many human races had a pale face and a hint of despair rose in their hearts.

Even if everyone took action, they might not be able to block Shen Tu Haoyu's shot, not to mention that only Luo Zhen was the only one who faced him head-on.

"Good come!"

Facing these countless black spear lights, Luo Zhen roared, and the dragon axe in his hand made a shocking dragon roar. He suddenly slashed with the power to open the world in his right hand.

"Ten Thousand Axes Slash!"

Countless cold edges suddenly burst out, and nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine dazzling axe lights instantly met the endless black gun tip.

The pride in Shentu Haoyu's eyes quickly disappeared. With the jingling sounds in the void, he felt that the sure-lost gun killing disaster was easily broken. What's even more terrifying was that the other party's axe lights shattered his gun's edge again and fell down madly again.

The terrifying murderous intent contained in it made sweat slip off his forehead, and even felt a sense of fear.

He never believed that the human race could surpass him.

The aura of the Holy Clan was infused madly on the black spear, and the aura was surging, and suddenly burst out with earth-shaking power.

An extremely terrifying aura appeared from the black gun, and then turned into a terrifying light that was terrifying and slashed at Luo Zhen's throat with supreme power.

So strong!

Not to mention Luo Zhen, even the many half-step Taoist ancestors who were thousands of miles away could feel the earth-shaking power of this flying gun.

Luo Zhen stared at the terrifying black spear. Although the power of this spear was earth-shaking, he had at least a hundred ways to break the fatal shot.

However, this battle is not only about winning, but also about winning a big victory!

He could see that those half-step Taoist ancestors did not truly surrender to the holy clan, but they only had no choice but to compromise.

At this time, if Luo Zhen defeated the opponent, it would inevitably cause these people to rebound.

Thousands of miles, hundreds of miles, ten miles.

A faint smile appeared on Luo Zhen's lips. It was obviously murderous, but it was like the spring breeze, extremely gentle.

Thousands of feet, hundred feet.

He has already included the dragon axe in the Medicine Emperor Immortal Cauldron.

Ten feet, one feet.

Suddenly, an unparalleled force suddenly burst out from Luo Zhen’s arms and suddenly stretched out.

This terrifying spear has been grabbed tightly, and the powerful impact force exploded.

A bang!

Luo Zhen's body was already shot out from behind as if it was hit by a meteor, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Then he saw countless mountains thousands of miles away, constantly appearing terrible cracks, and then shattered, turning into countless fist-sized gravels and shooting in all directions.

Shen Tu Haoyu was slightly stunned, then showed a hideous smile.

"A stupid thing, I actually wanted to pick up my holy clan's magic gun with bare hands. I was just seeking death. Now it's gone to ashes?"

Whether it is the Kunxu Dao Ancestor or the Tianjian Dao Ancestor, they are almost about to rush forward!

Luo Zhen died in battle. Only by fighting to the death can these people be called the Dao Ancestor of the human race.

But the Taoist Ancestor Taixu stopped the two of them and said lightly: "I believe in Luo Zhen!"

The powerful saint clan was extremely happy. Although he killed Shen Tu Haoyu's soul, his hatred for Luo Zhen was completely passed down.

At this time, he was extremely excited to kill Luo Zhen.

Suddenly, a black highlight seemed to appear in the distance.

His smile frozen in the void because the black light spot, which was obviously millions of miles away from him, had appeared in his throat in the blink of an eye.

Before Shen Tu Haoyu could react, a terrifying spear had pierced into his throat.

A powerful force burst out, and the powerful force rushed into his meridians with nearly backfilling power, completely imprisoning him.

Shentu Haoyu's face became extremely ugly. He wanted to struggle, but the black spear imprisoned his actions.

What made him even more panicked was that.

The magic weapon that pierced his throat was clearly his own Holy Clan magic gun.

What kind of monster the other party was? He could actually control the Holy Clan's magic gun, which was simply unimaginable.

Unfortunately, he had no chance anymore, and Luo Zhen's shadow had appeared within ten feet of his body. His body was swirling lightly, and a dazzling light had already emitted from the dragon axe, like a golden dragon with teeth and claws, rushing into Shentu Haoyu's body violently.

Countless cold axe shadows slashed out wildly, with endless killing intentions, violent destruction laws and cold axe lights, constantly slashing Shentu Haoyu's body, with the majestic sharp blades slashing him, his meridians, and his blood vessels.

With a bang, Shentu Haoyu's bang shattered.

A huge phantom surged out, obviously it was the real soul of the holy clan. What was even more amazing was that his soul was extremely powerful and even more terrifying when it was possessed.

"Silly human race, you actually destroyed mine, but the Holy race is a descendant of gods and a darling of heaven and earth. You can kill you with just the soul!"

Before the majestic voice was finished, Luo Zhen's left hand had already burst into a terrifying black vortex.

Now, his devouring law attacks are divided into three levels.

The lowest level is to devour the vortex, which can devour all things and turn it into nothingness with the power of the vortex.

The most moderate one is to devour black holes, turning into endless black holes, swallowing up everything in this world, which is extremely terrifying.

The most advanced one is to swallow the starry sky, but unfortunately he has never been able to use it. If he can use it one day, he will definitely shock the world and swallow everything.

impossible!

The sacred clan soul roared repeatedly and shot wildly into the distance, trying to avoid the terrifying vortex.

Luo Zhen was already angry. He wanted to kill Shentu Haoyu himself, but was taken over by this thing and had to kill him, Yiping's heart was resentful.

Suddenly, the law of destruction on the right hand had condensed into a terrifying sword with black light.

Under one sword!

The primordial spirit of the Holy Clan was cut in half.

Luo Zhen was determined to shock the others and said loudly: "The Holy Clan is just like this. Even if he passes through the third level of life and death entrance, he will be like a five-year-old child in front of me. If I want to kill you, it will be as easy as slaughtering a pig or a dog."
To be continued...
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