Global Gods: My Believer is Galen - Chapter 1525 tragic death

In the sky.

Looking at the huge Jianzong City where countless swordsmen were stationed, Mu Chen couldn't help grinning.

These creatures finally got together!

It's not in vain that they have been busy chasing pigs for a few months since their arrival!

You must know that although the area of ​​this eighth-order plane is not as large as that of the God Realm, it is also huge!

If you really want to kill one by one, the creatures in here will hide, even for a few months.

Therefore, in the past few months, most of them just created power, and the number of kills is really not that much.

"There should be 60% of the creatures hiding in this city." Mu Chen couldn't wait to lick his lips: "Go ahead!"

As he said that, a raging flame rose up behind him, illuminating the entire sky, and the terrifying temperature of the terrifying sea of ​​flames made the space here faintly melt.

After all, it is only an eighth-order plane.

"Don't worry," Hei Feng raised his hand expressionlessly: "Let them panic and see if they can force the Spirit of the Face out."

"As a human being, she should be in extra pain now, right?"

"As for killing...you can't kill without killing."

Not kindness.

But because once you kill a lot, even if you conquer this plane, it will take some time to recuperate.

You can't kill all the low-level beings and leave yourself an empty plane, right?

After all, what the gods need is the belief value provided by all living beings, not a corpse!

"haha okay."

"Give them a minute." After Mu Chen finished speaking, he looked at the Jianxiu standing on the city wall and stretched out a finger with a smile.

"Give you a minute."

"Oh, maybe you don't know what a minute is...well, I mean, I'll count down to sixty, and then you'll..."

"die."

Mu Chen giggled.

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at an old man in black robe beside him: "Come and shout."

"Yes, Lord God." The black-robed old man nodded respectfully and said indifferently to Jianzongcheng: "Sixty, fifty-nine..."

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Every passing second, every change in number, represents the approach of death!

The originally noisy Jianzong City suddenly became quiet, but it was not that the people were no longer afraid, but that they were too desperate to think.

"We are going to die..."

"Gods, gods, save us!"

All the people murmured in a low voice.

Eleven figures radiating glory in the sky that day will indeed make people desperate!

This is the crushing on the life level!

Even the disciples of the Sword Sect had despair in their eyes at this moment.

They originally thought that they were also cultivated, and a sword in their hands could be regarded as slaying demons and slaying demons.

But it wasn't until this moment that they realized that they were facing a **** this time!

It was only at this time that I understood the true meaning of the word god!

The eleven silhouettes standing above the glory made their sword-holding hands tremble, and even some elders looked slumped.

Just stand there as if you can't beat it!

It even made them want to kneel down.

And right now.

"Om!!"

"Om!!"

Five swordsmen rang out from the tower in the center of Jianzong City, and sword lights shot out into the sky!

It was actually a faint rivalry with the sacred light in the sky!

Five figures came out hand in hand!

Behind them, there are hundreds of figures behind them, the sword light is mighty, and the sword is howling!

The breath of everyone is at least a first-order god!

Among them, there are third-order, fourth-order, and fifth-order streams.

And the five old men who took the lead were all eighth-order!

Standing in the middle of the purple-clothed sword cultivator, the sword energy emanating from his body is so cold that the space around his body is faintly distorted, as if it is constantly being cut open and healed!

It was the one Lin Fan sensed before, the eighth-order peak, the limit of this world!

For a time, the expressions of the sword cultivators who were originally timid became excited!

"The Great Elder and the Sect Master are out!!"

"Second Elder!"

"The fifth elder, the seventh elder, and all the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall are all out!"

Some Jianxiu even cheered, as if as long as these elders made a move, even the gods were nothing.

A group of elders stood on the city wall, and the first five looked up at the gods that filled the sky.

When they saw the black-clothed old man who was reciting the count, and the other two black-clothed old men who were standing behind the gods respectfully, they were stunned.

"Old ghost?" The purple-robed old man rubbed his eyes, then sneered: "The dignified ghost sect has a bad reputation, but it has been passed down for thousands of years in this world. I didn't expect that when the gods came, you actually helped the gods to deal with us. ?"

"No wonder my Sword Sect invited your Ghost Sect to help you, but your Ghost Sect remained silent!"

"Forty-three..." The old man in black who was reciting the count was silent for a moment, and his voice was cold: "Old man Jian, this is a god... The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, you and I both know this well. Since it has been discovered, it is destined to be conquered by the Supreme Realm."

There is no upper bound.

The Nether's name for the God Realm.

"Old man Jian, although you and I don't get along on weekdays, we still have some affection." The old man in black sighed, "You and I both know that things are unstoppable."

"Why fight against the gods for these outsiders and die in vain."

"Furthermore, the gods have promised that as long as you and I cooperate with each other, when the gods leave this world, they will take you and me to the Supreme Realm."

"Without the constraints of this world, you and I can go further in strength..."

Some people resist, some people surrender!

This black-clothed old man is similar in strength to the human sword master in purple, but he chose to surrender to the invading god!

The hands of the sword master in the world are shaking, and the sword cry is agitated!

"Haha, old ghost," the sword master in the world suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "you're afraid, I'm not afraid!"

"My generation of sword cultivators, who cultivate is to rather die than yield! How can there be a reason to kneel directly in the face of the strong!"

"It's just ridiculous, your ghost sect and my sword sect have one evil and one righteousness in this world, and they have been opposed to each other for thousands of years. I thought that although your ghost sect was ruthless, it was still a hero."

"It's a pity that my Sword Sect is as famous as your Ghost Sect for thousands of years!"

The black-clothed old man was shocked, his face was embarrassed, and he gritted his teeth: "Sword master, don't know what's wrong, what I said is for your own good, these gods..."

"God?" The sword master in the world sneered and looked at the gods in the sky: "You dare to take my sword?"

"Haha." Black Bee smiled and didn't answer.

Muchen and the other students couldn't help laughing.

After all, who would be annoyed by the provocation of an ant.

"Sword Sect disciple, if you are afraid, you can withdraw from the city wall and hide among the people!" The sword master of the world said loudly ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Million sword repairers, standing on the city wall.

Facing the almost unstoppable god, they raised their swords one after another: "My generation of sword cultivators knows death without fear!"

The sword points to the gods!

The sword master in the world laughed loudly: "Then please everyone, fight with me!"

"This battle, this azimuth plane!"

"This battle is for thousands of lives!"

"This battle, kill the gods!"

"Sword cultivator disciples, form an array, kill the gods!"

Millions of sword cultivators are wielding swords!

Millions of flying swords are entangled in the air, forming a 10,000-meter giant sword!

With that power, Black Bee couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Interesting." He chuckled.

"We won't necessarily lose this battle!" The sword master and a group of elders stood on the city wall, looking at the gods: "We have a 100-meter city wall, we have a million sword repairers, and my sword sect is in this world. Spread for thousands of years!"

Fighting intent!

Millions of sword cultivators, no more fear.

The people seemed to be infected too and raised their fists one after another.

"I won't lose!"

"Killing God!"

Fighting.

Muchen yawned.

suddenly.

"One minute is up." Black Bee glanced at Muchen.

Mu Chen smiled and nodded.

A palm fell.

The majestic divine power surged out, turned into a giant palm of 10,000 meters of fire, and slammed down! !

"boom!"

The city wall shattered, and tens of thousands of swordsmen died tragically!

The people who were full of fighting spirit were stunned, and the shouts full of fighting spirit stopped abruptly.

Only then did they really realize that their opponents were gods.

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