"Hmm?"
Tu 'e glanced indifferently at Luo Zheng, who was drifting away like a falling leaf. His face was also filled with surprise. "What a marvelous movement technique. To be able to utilize force to such an extent. Interesting …"
In terms of movement techniques alone, Eight Winding Smoke was nothing much in the divine territory.
After all, Eight Winding Smoke was not a divine ability derived from the Divine Dao.
However, after incorporating the True Meaning of Dao, the situation was naturally very different. Tu 'e was naturally very surprised.
After all, in his eyes, this group of upper-level True Gods were insignificant ants. Yet, one of these ants had actually escaped from under his feet!
"Ha!"
Tu 'e laughed indifferently.
His huge body leaped up …
When he leaped up, it was as if he was leaping over a mountain range. Then, he suddenly smashed toward Luo Zheng!
Even though Luo Zheng's speed was extremely fast, he could not escape from Tu 'e's range!
Looking at the huge monster above his head, Luo Zheng smiled bitterly. He could only use Eight Winding Smoke again …
"Boom!"
That mountain-like body stomped down, and the entire Land of Dao Struggle shook once again.
Even the bottom of Ruo Mu's body trembled slightly …
This devil's body came down with great momentum. Gusts of hurricanes swept across, stirring up the mist into a mess.
Luo Zheng was like a light mosquito, flying wildly along with the hurricanes.
Seeing that Tu 'e was not going all out, he was almost toying with Luo Zheng. He was determined to catch Luo Zheng with his bare hands!
Luo Yan looked at his brother, who was in imminent danger. Almost without hesitation, he flew up in a spiral and shot toward Luo Zheng.
"Run!"
"No one is its match …"
"We should have left the Land of Dao Struggle long ago!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
All the upper-level True Gods present were pale. Regardless of whether they were descendants of wealthy families or grassroots True Gods, they all fled in panic.
The True Gods of the Grand Alliance harbored resentment toward the Dongfang family. How could they still be willing to risk their lives? It also dissipated in an instant.
"What should we do?"
Mo Nan looked at Luo Zheng, who was in imminent danger, and his face was full of anxiety.
The descendants of the wealthy families had left …
Even the grassroots true gods had fled …
Now, only the Sword Race disciple, Luo Yan, and Soybean Eye were left.
In addition to these people, there was also Nan Longhua who surprised everyone.
This Nan Long Hua had been very timid all this time, but she hadn't run away yet!
"Let's … leave as well," said one of the Sword Race disciples in a low voice.
"That's right, this is a true devil!" Another Sword Race disciple echoed.
It would be a lie to say that they were not afraid. After becoming a True God, everyone cherished their lives.
Jian Ao glanced around indifferently when he heard this, and then he said, "As disciples of the Sword Clan, all of you should know the meaning of the Calamity Sword better than I do!"
Calamity Sword …
It was considered a forbidden artifact in the Sword Race.
Although this sword was extremely rare and powerful, no disciple of the Sword Tribe was willing to possess it.
The price he had to pay for using this sword was his life!
Once a member of the Sword Race wore this sword, they would become the Sword Race's sacrificial warriors!
"In the countless god epochs of the Sword Race, only one kind of person has received the Calamity Sword, and that is the dead!" Jian Ao said indifferently, "Now, Luo Zheng has carved his name on the top of the stone tablet. Everyone … are you planning to return with the Calamity Sword just like this?"
Compared to the other wealthy families and large races, the Sword Race's rules were not strict.
The restrictions on the disciples of the Sword Race were not strong.
Hence, even if they returned with the Calamity Sword, they wouldn't be heavily punished. They might not even be punished at all.
However, the Sword Race was a race that placed great importance on reputation. Some of the Sword Race disciples would rather die than bear a bad reputation!
When Jian Ao said this, the expressions of the Sword Race disciples changed slightly.
"Those who want to leave can leave now," Jian Ao said indifferently.
The Sword Race disciples were silent. None of them moved.
"Since that's the case," Jian Ao waved his hand, and a crimson blood sword was pulled out with a "zeng" sound, "do you all dare to follow me?"
This Calamity Sword was somewhat similar to the Blood Extinguishing Curse Sword that Dong Fang Gui formed with his blood essence.
However, the Blood Extinguishing Curse Sword was formed with one's blood essence. Although it would harm one's body, it would stop burning one's blood essence to a limit. It wouldn't take one's life.
However, the Calamity Sword was different. Using the Calamity Sword was equivalent to sacrificing oneself and becoming a sacrifice to the Calamity Sword!
"Zeng, zeng, zeng, zeng …"
Under Jian Ao's lead, Mo Nan and the other Sword Race disciples pulled out their Calamity Swords.
Sword Mastiff looked at the evil longsword in his hand, and a trace of loneliness appeared in his eyes. After making a decision, the Calamity Sword began to cry.
"Ya, ya …"
At this moment, the Calamity Sword let out a miserable cry like an infant. It was extremely horrifying.
A flush appeared on the Sword Mastiff's fair and delicate face. Strands of strange blood-colored patterns crawled all over his skin, and his eyes flowed with an evil aura.
It wasn't just him. Mo Nan and the other Sword Race disciples were the same …
"Form the Ling Xiao Sword Formation! Soul Extinguishing Sword! Go! "
"Sou!"
As Jian Ao spoke, he was the first to charge forward.
The other Sword Race disciples were not to be outdone. They quickly flew forward in an orderly formation.
Below the stone tablet, only Soybean Eye and Nan Longhua were left.
Yellow Bean Eyes faintly looked into the distance. Then, he took out a small square package from his spatial ring. From the package, he took out two simple double-edged swords. At the same time, he asked Nan Longhua, "Why didn't you leave?"
All of the True Gods scattered, but Nan Longhua was still there. This made Soybean Eye very surprised.
Nan Longhua's face was pale. She was clearly extremely afraid. However, she still said in a low voice, "There's more than one demon in this Dao Battle. If we rashly run away, we'll die."
Soybean Eye held a double-edged sword and smiled, "If we stay here, we'll also die."
Nan Longhua shook her head, "Not necessarily …"
That demon was extremely terrifying. Nan Longhua had heard all sorts of incredible rumors about the Abyss Demon Realm.
However, Nan Longhua had a premonition that perhaps staying here wasn't as bad as she thought.
"I don't think so either!"
Soybean Eye smiled faintly and then floated away. There wasn't a trace of fear on his face!
"Let's see how you run this time!"
Axel Thue's coarse voice roared from his throat.
After so long, he hadn't even touched the corner of Luo Zheng's clothes. He had finally lost his patience.
Blood-red lightning shot out from his hand. The lightning formed a vortex that completely trapped Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng had nowhere to run. He saw Axel Thue's giant hand grabbing towards him!
"This is troublesome …"
Looking at the giant hand, Luo Zheng's eyes narrowed. He had nowhere to run. He could only take this attack head-on!
However, at this moment, a dazzling purple light suddenly flashed behind Luo Zheng.
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