80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

Chapter 448: Massacre

The portal that Situ Lanqi opened was very huge, towering majestically in the sky. It was surrounded by mist, misty, mysterious, and contained such majestic power that even the Immortal Emperor would find it difficult to shake it.

From this portal flew out the true combat power of the seven ancient clans.

Originally, the world had ceased war, but at this moment the war started again.

"kill……"

"kill……"

At this moment, the shouts of killing shook the sky, there were killing sounds everywhere, battlefields were everywhere, and the whole world was filled with murderous intent.

The boundless blue water was dyed red. There were many figures fighting and fighting in the sky, densely packed.

puff!

Bloody light shot into the sky, and corpses fell from the sky. Most of them were monks in the world. The number of people who died from the seven ancient tribes was extremely limited.

The combat power of the human world and the seven ancient clans are still not proportional.

"ah……"

Some people screamed, howled in grief, and were heartbroken.

Such voices kept coming and going.

One child yelled angrily: "Please give back my father's life."

puff!

The next second, blood splattered, and the child followed in his father's footsteps. His body was blown to pieces and he died miserably in the air.

There are also tragic men who charge forward even though they know they are outmatched. They try their best to drag one of the seven ancient tribes to fall, even if they risk their lives.

"Grandpa...Grandpa...don't die..." A little girl rose up into the sky, with tears in her eyes, holding an old man who was covered in blood and had been pierced through the abdomen in her arms, shouting sadly.

The sword light burst out in the sky, and the dazzling brilliance struck down, turning into hundreds of life-threatening swords, splitting the little girl into two pieces. The earth was dyed red with blood, and a living life ended. Follow her The grandfather left.

This is just the tip of the iceberg in the war.

This is just a tragic scene in the huge human world.

Blood rain was flying in the sky, and cold corpses kept falling down. Whether they were human monks or warriors from the seven ancient tribes, they risked their lives to fight at this moment. Their lives became insignificant. The cruel reality made the masters in the world feel desperate.

Although there were warriors from the seven ancient tribes who died, those were nothing compared to the deaths in the world.

After endless years of accumulation, the Seven Ancient Clan have always occupied a dominant position, and the number of masters is far more than that of the human world.

This is a desperate environment. Even though there are hundreds of Immortal Kings and several Immortal Emperors in the world, everyone has lost confidence when facing the Seven Ancient Ancestors. What can they do to compete? Our limited Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors simply cannot withstand the impact of the armies of the seven ancient tribes.

Tragedies are unfolding in the world, and when the end comes, it will be far more cruel and terrifying than imagined.

When Immortal Lin saw such a tragedy, he became furious and his blood surged.

But in just a short moment, these tragedies had already happened.

Immortal Lin immediately rushed into the sky and started killing people.

A bright light burst out from within him.

Boom! !

The lights of thousands of families directly illuminated the bright and bright light in all directions, pouring out overwhelmingly, avoiding the masters in the world, and directly burning the warriors of the seven ancient clans.

Wanjia Denghuang, who had grown up with Immortal Lin, blossomed with absolutely terrifying power for the first time in a true sense.

Even the Immortal King will be burned to death in the light of thousands of lights.

The general worship platform was also thrown out by Emperor Lin Xian, allowing him to fight on his own.

Emperor Lin Xian himself held the Holy Temple Sword and the Immortal Killing Sword in his hands and went on a killing spree.

puff!

Above the sky, a spear was so sharp that it directly froze an Immortal King in the human world. Blood spattered on the white hem of the Immortal King's clothes, which was so shocking.

Upon seeing this, Immortal Lin immediately killed him.

The Sword of the Temple slashed through the sky with a fierce sword energy, killing ten warriors from the Seven Ancient Clan, and finally struck the monk from the Seven Ancient Clan who was holding a spear.

A sonorous sound!

The iron clothes of this ancient monk from the Seven Clans holding a spear emitted a cold light, and he actually withstood the fierce sword energy of Emperor Lin Xian.

He turned around, his eyes became even colder, and he suddenly pulled out the spear in his hand. Regardless of the dying Immortal King, he stabbed Immortal Emperor Lin hard.

He was so jealous that he actually wanted to fight with Emperor Lin.

Emperor Lin Xian ignored him and moved forward without hesitation. The Immortal Killing Sword in his hand was cold and radiant. When he passed by this monk from the Seven Ancient Clan, a sword light flashed across his face.

A simple sword light.

After crossing, Emperor Lin didn't even look at him, and quickly moved to other places.

Only the expression of the monk from the seven ancient clans suddenly changed, and he finally realized how powerful the energy contained in this simple sword light.

He finally saw how terrifying Emperor Lin was.

He wanted to run away, he was screaming for help.

But in the process of escaping, he was horrified to find that his body suddenly couldn't move, and every piece of skin was dismembered into many pieces.

Then with a bang, his whole body turned into a pool of blood mist.

Only then did he understand that when Emperor Lin slashed out that sword light, he had no chance of survival.

"Grandpa, save me!!!"

The whole world only echoed the hoarse roar of his spirit asking for help.

"Who is it? Who killed my grandson?" At this time, an Immortal Emperor from the Seven Ancient Clan appeared on the battlefield, looked around, and shouted in the sky.

He held a butcher knife in his hand, which was stained with blood. He had killed countless monks in the world.

"it's me!"

Emperor Lin Xian shouted coldly. The sword energy around him soared into the sky. He passed by and swept across the area. Under the agitation of the Immortal Execution Sword and the Sword of the Holy Temple, the strong men of the seven ancient clans were killed by rain of blood and scattered flesh. After leaving a bloody path, he rushed directly in front of the Immortal Emperor of the Seven Ancient Clan. Without any words at all, he swung the Immortal Killing Sword and struck it down immediately.

Rumble.

The dazzling sword light eclipsed the sky and the earth. Emperor Lin Xian ignored the other party's butcher knife and the strength of the other party's Immortal Emperor level. He rushed past. Just like beheading his grandson, the Immortal Killing Sword passed across and killed a big good. The head was cut off.

In an instant, waves of blood surged into the sky, and the headless corpse of the Immortal Emperor fell into the sky, blood flowing out.

The Immortal Emperor's soul immediately wanted to rush out, reorganize his body, and regenerate his flesh and blood.

But the flickering light from the lights of thousands of houses directly burned his soul and refused to give him this chance.

Immortal Lin's unscrupulous slaughter and shocking combat power made the monks of the seven ancient tribes classify him as an extremely dangerous person.

"Let's kill him together!"

Seven Immortal Emperor masters came together at this moment, feeling the power of Immortal Lin Lin, and they wanted to join forces to kill Immortal Lin Lin.

However, even though the seven Immortal Emperors came together, they still underestimated Immortal Emperor Lin.

Facing the seven Immortal Emperors, Immortal Emperor Lin's expression remained unchanged.

On the contrary, his fighting spirit became more and more surging.

"Well done, seven people are not enough for me to kill with one sword!" Emperor Lin Xian shouted coldly, and the Holy Temple Sword and Zhu Xian Sword in his hand worked together to slash out. A terrible sword energy crossed at this moment, forming an X shape, He flew out and swept away all the enemies along the way.

"Fist of the Era!"

Immediately afterwards, Immortal Emperor Lin unleashed the Great Dao he had understood. At this moment, the Great Dao of Era froze the seven Immortal Emperors.

Immortal Lin rushed past and blasted out the Fist of the Era. The seven Immortal Emperors were torn apart by him in an instant. Even their souls could not escape. They were captured and kneaded together by Immortal Lin, erasing the consciousness within them. The pure energy was left behind and was then injected into the body of the general worshiper.

The injured magic weapon body of Baijiangtai was replenished by this energy, and also recovered some of its previous strong strength, and became more and more courageous in this war epidemic.

And in a world where the war was raging and people were shouting for death everywhere, Emperor Lin killed the monks of the seven ancient tribes indiscriminately, causing an uproar immediately.

At that moment, Lord Wang noticed Emperor Lin.

It's really that Emperor Lin's record is too strong.

Seven Immortal Emperors besieged Immortal Emperor Lin, but they were all killed by him in the blink of an eye.

This is no longer the level of Immortal Emperor strength.

King Zufeng's face darkened when he saw Emperor Lin Xian being so unscrupulous.

"I didn't expect that there would be a talent like you in the world. It's a pity that you were born too late. If I give you another five hundred years, there will be another king in the world." King Zufeng said coldly.

The next second, he pointed out a finger, and the surging energy penetrated directly through the sky and the earth. In this finger, Emperor Lin saw spells, magical powers, combat skills, countless kinds of power intertwined, and the radiance was brilliant, directly knocking him away. submerged.

"The power of a king is still hard to resist." Emperor Lin Xian waved the Immortal Killing Sword and the Sword of the Holy Temple, trying his best to resist, but he still felt very strenuous.

He killed Immortal Emperor Lin indiscriminately in the realm of the Immortal Emperor, and felt even more strenuous when facing the King's finger.

From this we can see the huge gap between the Immortal Emperor realm and the King.

boom!

At this moment, Emperor Ming suddenly appeared in front of Emperor Lin Xian. He raised his hand and thirty war swords swept across the sky. The bright light shot straight into the sky, making the sun, moon and stars shake.

Thirty war swords shattered the attack of the King of Zufeng, and then collapsed and turned into a brilliant sword rain, which suppressed all the warriors of the seven ancient tribes. Each drop of sword rain penetrated a warrior of the seven ancient tribes, and the whole force was completely destroyed. Killing in all directions, at this moment blood rain flew in the sky, dyeing half of the sky red.

At this moment, life is so fragile and insignificant.

In front of the King, no matter how many people there are, they are just a number.

Broken limbs and corpses continued to fall, turning the world into a Shura field. Tens of thousands of people were killed, including five immortal emperors, and both body and soul were destroyed.

Emperor Ming's move was earth-shattering and shocked everyone.

No one was not shocked. The King's overwhelming advantage directly made them feel desperate.

However, the masters in the human world cheered because this king is from the human world.

But it was only this blow. When the King of Zufeng was about to fight back, Emperor Ming directly stretched out his hand to tear the void of the sky and disappeared into the world with him.

This was the choice Emperor Ming made in order to prevent King Zufeng from taking action and wiping out the living forces in the world.

Without the King's intervention, the world would be Emperor Lin's battlefield.

He clenched his swords tightly, his eyes were blood red, and there was endless killing intent in his heart.