Chapter 1005
The next moment.
A human soul held a long sword unconsciously, in a daze, but looked at the human race who were fighting in the starry sky, his eyes gradually became indifferent, and in an instant, the three-foot green peak slashed the void.
Everything was destroyed, the human race's geniuses were bleeding on the spot, and the saints were even mutilated. They were shocked and angry, but when they saw the sword-holding saint who had already become a puppet of others, they were extremely terrified.
"Who is it!!"
"It's the Three-Eyed God Clan's Saint of Samsara!"
"It's him! It's said that he can control the souls of the world!!"
"He inherited the lower law of Samsara?"
"Souls that fall into his hands will inevitably suffer thousands of tortures!!!"
"This is actually true!!!"
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The strong men of the human race looked at the boundless void and saw eight saints standing in front of them. They were all extremely powerful aliens and were devouring the flesh and blood of the sword-wielding saint. They were extremely terrified and looked at the void in disbelief. They couldn't even say the last word, and their minds were full of fear.
They never thought of it.
The legend thousands of years ago was true.
The Three-Eyed God Clan actually has a saint who controls the lower law of Samsara.
Almost any existence in the event can be turned into a puppet for control.
As long as there is a soul.
Then no matter how powerful the existence is, it will be controlled by him.
Such a strong man is invincible in the world.
At least in the realm of saints.
Almost no one can stop him.
It is rumored that this person has extended his life for many years.
Perhaps it has been more than 100,000 years.
He once witnessed the heyday of the human race.
He once hunted down a human emperor.
Although it is unknown whether he succeeded.
But this person has a great reputation.
If he had not disappeared suddenly three thousand years ago.
Perhaps this person would have led the army to forcefully attack a place where a human saint king was stationed.
Now he is coming with great momentum.
He directly controlled a sword-wielding saint and another human saint who had died tragically before.
How should they fight?
They all smiled bitterly.
"Don't resist. Not long ago, I was chasing someone and didn't pay attention to you humans. I never thought that in just a few thousand years, you humans have so many geniuses. It's really enviable. Although there are still many people with powerful bloodlines in my three-eyed tribe, they don't seem to be as good as you. You are now determined to die. It's really too fierce. It's a pity that you are not three-eyed gods after all. You are our enemies and you will die here in the end."
The Saint of Samsara is a pale man with a white mark and a strange eyeball engraved on his forehead. There is a trace of faith power born in it, and Samsara emerges again.
There are also endless resentful souls, but during this period, this person stepped on thousands of laws, but seemed immortal and carried three thousand worlds on his shoulders. When he said this, he was regretful and a little arrogant. He took a step forward, and the soul of the sword-wielding saint once again controlled the ten thousand feet of sword energy. In an instant, hundreds of stars were destroyed.
A sharp sword directly cut off the heads of countless human race warriors. Among them, a saint tried to block it, but his head was still the same, broken directly, and blood kept gushing out.
The soul wanted to escape, but he never thought that the Saint of Samsara grabbed the soul of the saint in his hand from a distance. The opponent's resistance was almost useless. He sneered a few times and used the soul as a puppet again. In an instant, two puppets appeared in the world and kept fighting with the human race warriors in front.
Boom! !
The earth and the sky trembled, and I don’t know how many human race warriors died on the spot.
The young generation of the Starry Sky Ten Thousand Races, who had been killed to the point of fear, came back to their senses at this moment, and were excited on the spot. They opened their bloody mouths and bit the human race in front of them, which was clean and neat.
"Ahhh——"
"Beast——"
"I'll die with you!!"
In the boundless starry sky, feeling his flesh and blood being bitten, his blood and his innate Dao rhyme being drained by others, the young generation of the human race was full of pride, and immediately became furious, sacrificing his own cultivation, and exploded directly in the void with his opponent on the spot.
Boom!!!
In such a situation.
The True Power Saint, who was still at the top of the Xuanxian, was completely terrified.
He looked at his master.
He asked bitterly: "Why don't you let me take action?"
"All the strong men of the human race are going to die or get injured!!"
"They are one of the hopes of our human race!!"
"If we don't save them!!"
"In the future, the younger generation of our human race will surely suffer heavy casualties!!"
"Master, can I take action now?"
Hearing this, Jiang Li glanced at this person lightly and said disdainfully: "No, your cultivation is too weak. If you step into the starry sky, you will die without a burial and eventually turn into aA piece of residue, for me, this account is too bad, you can't go on stage, of course, you are responsible for guarding here. "
"There's a good show to watch. "
He spoke softly to himself.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The master's creepy expression.
The True Power Saint really couldn't understand. This place was far away from the rear and front of the human race. It was just a transit station. How could anyone come to rescue? What good show could there be?
The human race was slaughtered one-sidedly?
What kind of good thing is this??
Are you waiting for death??
Many thoughts emerged in the mind of the True Power Saint. He smacked his lips and didn't dare to say anything. When he was about to leave with his head down in frustration, he saw a roar in the void.
A large flag appeared in the vast starry sky.
Its name is: Heavenly Court Fighting Flag!!!
There were dozens of kings and princes who appeared with this flag.
Even a saint appeared among them.
This person is a woman.
But she is extremely beautiful, domineering, and her eyes are extremely cold.
"Wow! ! Is the Queen of Wild Phoenix also trying to grab the mission? "
"It's going to be very difficult this time! !"
"One hundred thousand merits are hard to get! !"
"The people of the Asura clan are making trouble again! !"
"A saint only has millions of merits."
"Let's kill a few more quickly! !"
"Don't let them get there first! !" "
An old man appeared in the void. He had white hair and looked like an old farmer. His clothes were not luxurious at all. His hands were broad and covered with calluses. He had lost a few teeth.
He was kind, but under his cheerful smile, he was filled with a strong murderous aura. In an instant, he was covered with flames that burned the world. A blazing sun was suspended behind him. Under the astonished eyes of the world, he used the sun as a longbow and the core of the sun as an arrow. He bent down and put the arrow on it. Bang.
In an instant.
The universe at this moment was completely turned into a sea of fire.
At least dozens of kings and powerful men of different races died on the spot.
The bones on their bodies were burned to ashes.
They didn't even come to their senses.
The souls had already died in pain.
"No!!!"
