Chapter 1443
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Two people died in the blink of an eye.
This scene was too strange and cruel!
He did not seem like the God of War that everyone remembered!
He killed the Dongling cultivators before killing the enemy on the battlefield!
This …
This, this, this, this, this! What was going on?
Wan Shuirong covered her mouth in horror. Ancestor Yunchi's face was cracked.
It was clearly a shameless massacre, yet it wasn't covered up at all, openly happening to the most revered supreme being of the world. It was just too preposterous!
He felt the shock in his disciple's eyes and the crazed gazes of the people around him. God Wujiang spoke slowly.
"I know it's too risky to bet everything on Zi Zhuo. That's why I prepared for my return to Dongling when I sacrificed my ten blades. "
So it really was not a soul fragment!
Wujiang was not dead!
Wujiang was not dead!
"There can be no construction without destruction. Only by abandoning my physical body and using the inner cores of ten Dongling Core Formation cultivators to rebuild my body can I walk out of the Hazy Realm and become a Soul Formation cultivator. That's why the swordsmen I chose … Other than Zimo, who had a sincere heart and deeply attracted my soul, the other four were good at swordsmanship but had evil intentions. Their deaths are not to be regretted. "
As he spoke, Shen Wujiang extended his hand towards Shi Cheng and Chao Lu. Chao Lu was so terrified that he immediately destroyed his own meridians, wanting to give Bei Yan an explanation. However, he never expected that before the flames of his self-destruction could even rise, Shen Wujiang would have extinguished them with a single palm strike from Shen Wujiang. After that, his Core Core, his life force … and the demonic blade that he had been nurturing all flew into the hands of the Boundless War God.
"As for the blade …" God Wujiang took a deep breath and tried his best to stop his face from twitching. "Brother Lixue probably knew what I meant. The blade you chose was either a Fiendish Cultivator or a Northern Rock Cultivator! His death is also not to be regretted! "
What?
Fiendish Cultivator?
Northern Rock Cultivator?
Everyone stared at He Man's slowly falling body. Indeed, in his self-destruction, they felt a different way of channeling spiritual energy from Dongling's technique!
"No, no, no! I'm just a little stubborn. My death is not to be regretted … "
Shi Cheng shook his head in despair, but he could not change his fate of following in the footsteps of his companions. Just as he screamed, his body fell limply to the ground. Although he was still breathing, because he had lost his Core, he would soon die in agony!
In the blink of an eye, only Jiu Zimo and Cen Yuanqing, who were hugging each other and shivering, were left standing in the Sword Sacrifice Formation … They were terrified and wanted to retreat, but they found that the Sword Sacrifice Formation they were in had turned into a prison that prevented them from escaping.
"You can hate me, you can despise me … But my intention to protect Dongling has never changed!"
Indeed, he didn't have any interest in defending himself. He completely ignored the frenzied gazes around him. The Unbounded War God moved like lightning. His body took a step forward and solidified in the air. Every breath he took was so real. An even more imposing pressure of a Soul Formation cultivator appeared in the sky!
The Supremacy had returned!
This should be a good thing!
The Dongling cultivators swallowed their saliva and forced themselves to accept what was happening in front of them.
Even the Grand Ancestors of the East Palace and the Spiritual Gate were willing to be cannon fodder in order to support the battle. The price of sacrificing a few Core Formation cultivators in exchange for a Soul Formation cultivator was so small that it was negligible!
Moreover, the Unbounded War God didn't even think about hiding it. When the God-Perishing Peak was about to collapse, he was forced to devour the vitality of seven people and return to the world!
"You are the heroes of Dongling. We will remember your names."
"Don't worry. We will take care of your families."
Cen Yuanqing and Jiu Zimo heard all kinds of voices with pity in their eyes and relief on their faces.
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