The other party roared repeatedly, but Luo Zhen slashed down with another sword.

The primordial spirit of the Holy Clan was cut into four pieces, and the screams pierced the eardrums, making people unable to breathe.

Even thousands of miles away, bright red blood stains flowed out of the seven orifices of the Daluo Golden Immortals.

What's even more unlucky is that the ordinary disciple of Tiandu Holy Land, under the Golden Immortal, exploded instantly, and even the soul had not left behind.

The Golden Immortal Cultivator also fought desperately, and it could disappear at any time.

Luo Zhen snorted coldly and shouted again: "Let me die without a complete body!"

boom!

The dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, sweeping wildly to all directions. In the blink of an eye, the primordial spirit of the holy clan turned into nothingness, and finally disappeared into the vast void.

A miserable scream suddenly came from a distance. The body of the Tiandu Daozu had already arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and roared regardless of it:

"Luo Zhen, I have worked hard to gain the trust of the Holy Clan. You actually killed the powerful people of the Holy Clan. This is equivalent to pushing the human race into a state of destruction."

Luo Zhen glanced at the Heavenly Du Dao Ancestor and opened the third level of life and death entrance, but it was much worse than Shentu Haoyu.

Luo Zhen doesn't want to talk about such a despicable and shameless villain.

Cut out with one axe! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!