“Kill him!” roared the eight Spirit Severing cultivators. In response, hundreds of thousands of cultivators roared and then began to unleash divine abilities. Shocking booms could be heard as a rain of magic descended onto Meng Hao.
The air distorted around Meng Hao as he stood in place, panting heavily, his cold eyes flickering across the crowds. Currently, he was silhouetted against the brilliant glow of the magical techniques and divine abilities of hundreds of thousands of cultivators. His Eternal stratum once again surged into operation, and he held his ground.
None shall pass!
Behind him, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect looked on with trembling hearts. For the rest of their lives, they would never be able to forget the image of the Blood Prince’s silhouette.
It was a silhouette like a mountain!
Unfortunately, the war was not concluded, and the fighting raged on.
Time continued to pass in much the same manner. In the blink of an eye, three days had gone by. Now, only seven days remained until Meng Hao’s second true self awakened!
Meng Hao couldn’t remember exactly how many times his body had fallen to pieces. Were it not for his Eternal stratum, he would long since be dead.
By now, he could unleash more than fifty golden vortices.
Terrifying amounts of qi and blood poured into him, as well as cultivation base power. And yet… it was not enough.
He trembled, and his eyes were shot with blood. His world was now a world completely the color of blood.
During those three days, Meng Hao finally came to understand that there was nothing truly Eternal in the world. Even though his body was restored over and over again, the speed with which it occurred was slowing, and he was even beginning to show signs of withering.
Behind him, the Blood Demon Sect disciples watched with red eyes as their Blood Prince used his own body to block the single gap in the shield. Their hearts felt as if they were being stabbed through with blades. Even someone completely apathetic would be shaken by Meng Hao’s figure.
Even the Patriarchs engaged in battle with Patriarch Blood Demon were moved by the scene unfolding below.
Finally, after three days of slaughter, silence broke out down below. Of the hundreds of thousands of enemy cultivators, many had died. But their numbers were vast, so the group as a whole didn’t really care. The only thing they cared about was that Meng Hao was blocking the gap. He was like a god; with him holding the pass, the entire army was blocked on the other side.
“Kill him!” roared the eight Spirit Severing cultivators. In response, hundreds of thousands of cultivators roared and then began to unleash divine abilities. Shocking booms could be heard as a rain of magic descended onto Meng Hao.The air distorted around Meng Hao as he stood in place, panting heavily, his cold eyes flickering across the crowds. Currently, he was silhouetted against the brilliant glow of the magical techniques and divine abilities of hundreds of thousands of cultivators. His Eternal stratum once again surged into operation, and he held his ground.None shall pass!Behind him, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect looked on with trembling hearts. For the rest of their lives, they would never be able to forget the image of the Blood Prince’s silhouette.It was a silhouette like a mountain!Unfortunately, the war was not concluded, and the fighting raged on.Time continued to pass in much the same manner. In the blink of an eye, three days had gone by. Now, only seven days remained until Meng Hao’s second true self awakened!Meng Hao couldn’t remember exactly how many times his body had fallen to pieces. Were it not for his Eternal stratum, he would long since be dead.By now, he could unleash more than fifty golden vortices.Terrifying amounts of qi and blood poured into him, as well as cultivation base power. And yet… it was not enough.He trembled, and his eyes were shot with blood. His world was now a world completely the color of blood.ในระหว่างวันที่ 3 เมงเฮาก็มาเข้าใจว่า มันมีอะไรแท้จริงนิรันดร์ในโลก แม้ว่าร่างกายของเขากลับซ้ำแล้วซ้ำอีก ซึ่งมันเกิดขึ้นได้ชะลอความเร็ว และเขาถูกแม้เริ่มต้นจะแสดงสัญญาณของการกวาดเรียบหลังเขา สาวกนิกายอสูรเลือดดู ด้วยตาแดงเป็นเจ้าของเลือดใช้ร่างกายของเขาเองในบล็อกช่องว่างเดี่ยวในโล่ หัวใจของพวกเขารู้สึกว่าพวกเขาได้ถูกแทงผ่าน ด้วยใบมีด แม้คนเกิดอย่างสมบูรณ์จะเขย่า โดยรูปเฮาเมงแม้ขึงที่หมั้นในการต่อสู้กับปีศาจเลือดพระถูกย้าย โดยการแฉฉากด้านล่างในที่สุด หลังจากสามวันของฆ่า ปิดตอนลงด้านล่าง หลายร้อยหลายพันของศัตรูเครื่องพรวนดิน หลายคนเสียชีวิต แต่หมายเลขของตัวใหญ่ เพื่อของกลุ่มไม่ได้สนใจจริง ๆ สิ่งเดียวที่พวกเขาดูแลเกี่ยวกับคือ ว่า เฮาเมงถูกปิดกั้นช่องว่าง เขาเป็นเหมือนพระเจ้า กับเขาถือบัตร ทั้งกองทัพถูกบล็อกในด้านอื่น ๆ
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