The screams continued for a full six hours.
Then gradually disappeared.
Poseidon, the god of the sea, experienced many battles throughout his life.
But he really has never suffered this kind of crime.
He was cut into pieces by a thousand swords.
The most irritating thing is that Lin Chaoci, this bitch, would inject some spiritual power from unknown sources into his mind every time he slashed him with a hundred knives, repairing the damage.
This also led to the fact that the projection of his spiritual mind, which should have died within an hour, dragged on for six hours and cut him with more than 30,000 knives before he stopped dissatisfied.
You are so dissatisfied!
In the divine world, Poseidon, the god of the sea, has red eyes.
I really wanted to grab Lin Chaoci by the collar and spray him with spitting foam on his face.
At hand, placed in the outside world, the luminous pearls worth millions of gold soul coins have long been smashed to pieces. Pearls, agates, crystal balls, and even coral products are piled up in the Poseidon Temple. The only thing that is not so good is These things have changed their forms, turned into piles of fragments, and no longer have the artistic beauty they once had.
However, for Lin Chaoci.
This is not more than 30,000 dollars.
Poseidon didn't count.
Maybe I don’t have the leisure time!
But he was helping Poseidon remember it!
Therefore...
"You have to thank me!"
Lin Chaoci smiled and threw away the knife in his hand.
The knife landed on the ground and instantly turned into a clay knife.
Immediately, it seemed as if it had been soaked in water for several days.
In an instant, it turned into mud and merged into the ground.
"You're welcome, I'll remember it for you."
"Thirty-six thousand five hundred dollars."
"One cut is not too much, one cut is not too much."
Take out the thermos cup from the storage soul guide on your waist.
He turned away and took a sip of water to moisten his throat.
Then, he looked at the almost completely transparent projection of spiritual thoughts in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. His smile was sunny and gentle: "One year, three hundred and sixty-five days, ten years is three thousand six hundred and fifty days, one year One hundred years, that is, 36,500 days. A normal human being can only live a hundred years. Many people do not live to be a hundred years old. They often die of old age at the age of seventy or eighty. People live one life, and grass and trees live one hundred years. Qiu, I think this has helped you experience all the sufferings that normal humans will experience in this life..."
After that, the conversation changed.
The angry Poseidon almost wanted to vomit blood.
His tone was gentle and his attitude was very good: "Tell me, should you thank me properly?"
Poseidon, the god of the sea, said nothing.
Even if my heart is filled with anger.
But he really didn't want to suffer more than 30,000 stabs anymore.
Lin Chaoci saw what Poseidon, the god of the sea, was thinking.
Nor did he torture Poseidon, the god of the sea, who lay flat on his back.
What he wants is conquest.
Conquer all, conquer all.
Rather than unleashing violence on the weak.
Stepping on the divine projection of Poseidon, the God of the Sea.
For the many gods who persisted from the beginning to the present, for the Haotian Sect disciples who were trapped on the cliff, and even for the outstanding Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, the fig leaf of morality and reality was unveiled:
"It seems that my teaching is very successful."
"You can tell who's weak."
"You can also tell who is the strong one."
"God, it hurts too."
"God is also mortal."
"You are not as strong as you imagined, and you are not as stalwart as many people think. You are just a frog at the bottom of a well looking at the sky. A hundred-level gods are nothing more than a group of extreme Douluo who broke through to emphasize their noble status. A woven honorific.”
"If you are really innate saints who came from the reincarnation of the last era, just like Xiao Zi, and you are the innate demon god of this universe, it is not wrong to call him a saint, but what do you think? Do you put money on your face and pursue false dignity in vain?"
"Seriously, it's so disappointing!"
Like a bell ringing, it makes people think.
Almost everyone's brains were "buzzing".
It seems that some beautiful impression has been broken.
Even the three views are distorted unconsciously.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Within the Haotian Sect, many Soul Douluo were roaring madly.
God should be omnipotent.
God is supposed to be omniscient.
This is what they have been taught since childhood.
Even though no one has ever seen God.
However, God's omniscience and omnipotence were deeply engraved in their memories, and they believed them to be true. Suddenly, someone jumped out and stepped on the projection of divine thoughts, telling them that God is also a human being, and he is also afraid of death and can feel pain. How can they believe it, and how can they not believe it?
God has been trampled underfoot.
Is that still God?
So what do they believe in?
Human nature is that the more you invest, the more likely you are to take chances when you fail. However, compared with Lin Chaoci who can fly, these Haotian Sect disciples who can't even fly can't even refute Lin Chaoci. His words are so pale and powerless. Apart from brainwashing himself to deceive himself and others, everything else is just delusion!
Seven titled Douluo of the Haotian Sect were killed!
The young leader of the Haotian Sect’s divine examiner was beheaded!
The projection of a god's mind was trampled under someone's feet and cut to pieces!
"It's all a dream...yes, it's all a dream..."
A Haotian Sect disciple who couldn't bear such a huge impact had a mental problem. He smiled foolishly, looked around, and hit his head on the gravel standing in the collapse of the gatehouse. With a muffled sound, he fell softly and lost his body. breath.
And the words he muttered before he died.
That’s the saying “It’s all a dream”.
But it also woke up other Haotian Sect disciples.
From time to time, the next disciple of the Haotian Sect would appear, one after another, crashing into everything around him that could kill himself, hoping to wake up from his dream.
And this negative mood has further affected those Haotian Sect disciples who can still maintain their mentality.
Seeing one friend die before one's eyes.
Among them, there are many cousins.
The heartache was so painful that I couldn't breathe.
"Die!"
"Let's all die!"
"There's no way we're going to survive!"
A Clear Sky Sect disciple with a shaky mentality saw his younger brother and cousin, who had a mental breakdown, holding Clear Sky Hammers against each other's heads, killing themselves, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Smiling miserably, he took out the short knife from the storage soul guide, wiped his neck hard, and fell down with hatred and blood flying into the sky.
The smarter the person, the more desperate he is.
There is no one in Haotian Sect who can compete with Lin Chaoci.
The patriarch died.
Five elders died.
Haotian Douluo also died.
They were trapped on a cliff, and all the iron cables connecting them to the outside world were cut off. The flying soul guide was just a ball of scrap metal in front of Lin Chaoci. There was an abyss under their feet. It could be said that there was no way from heaven to earth!
And Lin Chaoci was ruthless!
Cutting the grass and rooting out the roots will definitely liquidate them!
Rather than die cowardly at the hands of Lin Chaoci, it would be better to commit suicide. Although this is a cowardly act that brings shame to the ancestors, it is better to be toyed by Lin Chaoci or even suffer the punishment of being cut into pieces with a thousand knives. , they are really willing to kill themselves, at least they can die in peace!
Lin Chaoci did not stop him.
Weak people are always so narrow-minded.
If among these Haotian Sect disciples, there really is someone who dares to raise the Haotian Hammer, face him, negotiate terms with him, and say that if he takes a few moves from him, he can fight for a way for the rest of them to survive, I hope he will be noble and not kill them all. Absolutely, although he won't let go, he won't refuse either.
The weak draws the knife and swings it at the weaker.
The strong one draws his sword and swings it at the stronger one.
It's like training a wolf to be a dog.
If you don't have the courage to conquer the wolf, you'll just have to raise a shitty wolfdog!
Therefore, if someone really dares to do this, he will look down upon him. Even if he dies, he will die fighting against his fate. This is a warrior, and he should give his meager respect!
But no one dares to do this!
"A person who has lost his backbone is worse than an animal."
Crushing the projection of Poseidon's mind with one foot.
Lin Chaoci regained the Shura Divine Sword.
Standing in the sky, looking down at the disciples of the Haotian Sect below who had expressions of fear, hatred, confusion, and madness, with no thoughts in their dark eyes, they pronounced: "Today, the Haotian Sect will be destroyed!"
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