Chapter: 5940
These golden glows are surrounded by terrifying green lotus flames, and are also mixed with terrifying sword intents that reach heaven and earth.
I saw that these sword intents were densely packed, and there were tens of thousands of them.
Zhuo Wen used almost 70% of the power of the soul and created more than ten thousand sword intents of the soul.
Of course, these soul sword intents are not in a complete state, and each soul sword intent probably only has the power of breaking the sky.
If every soul sword intent is in a complete state, Zhuo Wen will not be able to create so many soul sword intents.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were stern, he held up his right hand, and with the sound of 'cut', his right hand fell down.
Whoosh whoosh!
I saw tens of thousands of souls and swords falling from the sky, forming a dense rain of swords.
This scene was so spectacular that the rest of the non-Nangong family monks in Nanshendu would never forget this scene for the rest of their lives.
When these divine soul sword intents fell on the ground, they were like swimming snakes. After penetrating a monk, they seemed to have wisdom and plundered towards the next monk again.
What's even more strange is that all these soul sword intents bypassed Nangong Mei'er, and only killed the monk army around her.
In a short while, the huge palace of the Nangong family was filled with countless spirits and swords.
But all living things in the palace will be wiped out with the Soul Sword Intent, leaving no one behind.
About half a stick of incense, the palace of the Nangong family was completely silent.
Because, within the scope of the Nangong Family Palace, all the monks up and down all died under the sword intent of the soul.
The only one who was still alive was Nangong Meier who was stunned in place.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhuo Wen hung above the palace, looking down at Nangong Meier below.
The sound of piercing through the sky resounded in the sky, and then, an army of nearly ten thousand monks descended on Nanshendu.
Wearing clothes with the symbol of Yuhua Gate, they all knelt under Zhuo Wen.
They were also very shocked. After getting the news from Zhuo Wen, they rushed over at full speed.
But when they arrived, what they saw was a scene like Shura's hell.
The Nangong family was completely wiped out, and it was completely wiped out by Zhuo Wen alone.
These Yuhuamen monks are more in awe of Zhuo Wen.
"Nangong Meier, do you dare to say what you said just now in front of me?"
Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded like an echo, echoing in the Nangong family.
Plop!
Nangong Mei'er knelt on the ground, she silently shed tears, and then wept loudly.
There was no pity in Zhuo Wen's eyes. He landed in front of Nangong Meier, and pointed out the sword with his right hand, which landed between her eyebrows.
Nangong Meier screamed and passed out from the pain.
"A bully always has to pay the price!"
Zhuo Wen said, and summoned Lu Yichuan from the big world.
"Huh? This..."
After Lu Yichuan appeared, he immediately found piles of corpses around him. He opened his mouth wide in surprise, and subconsciously asked, "Brother Zhuo, did you do all this alone?"
"Yes! This is Nangong Meier's imprint of the soul, I leave it to you! As long as you have the imprint of the soul, Nangong Meier will never dare to betray you!" Zhuo Wen handed over the imprint of the soul to Lu Yi to preach.
Lu Yichuan put away the soul imprint, looked at Nangong Meier who had passed out with complicated eyes, and then bowed his hands to Zhuo Wen.
"All of you, go search the Nangong Family, and if you find fragments of star soldiers, report them to me immediately!"
Zhuo Wen gave instructions to the tens of thousands of monks kneeling on the ground.
Naturally, these monks did not dare to disobey Zhuo Wen's order, they dispersed one after another, and began to carefully search the entire palace of the Nangong family. JrNovels.com
I saw that these sword intents were densely packed, and there were tens of thousands of them.
Zhuo Wen used almost 70% of the power of the soul and created more than ten thousand sword intents of the soul.
Of course, these soul sword intents are not in a complete state, and each soul sword intent probably only has the power of breaking the sky.
If every soul sword intent is in a complete state, Zhuo Wen will not be able to create so many soul sword intents.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were stern, he held up his right hand, and with the sound of 'cut', his right hand fell down.
Whoosh whoosh!
I saw tens of thousands of souls and swords falling from the sky, forming a dense rain of swords.
This scene was so spectacular that the rest of the non-Nangong family monks in Nanshendu would never forget this scene for the rest of their lives.
When these divine soul sword intents fell on the ground, they were like swimming snakes. After penetrating a monk, they seemed to have wisdom and plundered towards the next monk again.
What's even more strange is that all these soul sword intents bypassed Nangong Mei'er, and only killed the monk army around her.
In a short while, the huge palace of the Nangong family was filled with countless spirits and swords.
But all living things in the palace will be wiped out with the Soul Sword Intent, leaving no one behind.
About half a stick of incense, the palace of the Nangong family was completely silent.
Because, within the scope of the Nangong Family Palace, all the monks up and down all died under the sword intent of the soul.
The only one who was still alive was Nangong Meier who was stunned in place.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhuo Wen hung above the palace, looking down at Nangong Meier below.
The sound of piercing through the sky resounded in the sky, and then, an army of nearly ten thousand monks descended on Nanshendu.
Wearing clothes with the symbol of Yuhua Gate, they all knelt under Zhuo Wen.
They were also very shocked. After getting the news from Zhuo Wen, they rushed over at full speed.
But when they arrived, what they saw was a scene like Shura's hell.
The Nangong family was completely wiped out, and it was completely wiped out by Zhuo Wen alone.
These Yuhuamen monks are more in awe of Zhuo Wen.
"Nangong Meier, do you dare to say what you said just now in front of me?"
Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded like an echo, echoing in the Nangong family.
Plop!
Nangong Mei'er knelt on the ground, she silently shed tears, and then wept loudly.
There was no pity in Zhuo Wen's eyes. He landed in front of Nangong Meier, and pointed out the sword with his right hand, which landed between her eyebrows.
Nangong Meier screamed and passed out from the pain.
"A bully always has to pay the price!"
Zhuo Wen said, and summoned Lu Yichuan from the big world.
"Huh? This..."
After Lu Yichuan appeared, he immediately found piles of corpses around him. He opened his mouth wide in surprise, and subconsciously asked, "Brother Zhuo, did you do all this alone?"
"Yes! This is Nangong Meier's imprint of the soul, I leave it to you! As long as you have the imprint of the soul, Nangong Meier will never dare to betray you!" Zhuo Wen handed over the imprint of the soul to Lu Yi to preach.
Lu Yichuan put away the soul imprint, looked at Nangong Meier who had passed out with complicated eyes, and then bowed his hands to Zhuo Wen.
"All of you, go search the Nangong Family, and if you find fragments of star soldiers, report them to me immediately!"
Zhuo Wen gave instructions to the tens of thousands of monks kneeling on the ground.
Naturally, these monks did not dare to disobey Zhuo Wen's order, they dispersed one after another, and began to carefully search the entire palace of the Nangong family. JrNovels.com
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