Finally reached the moment... when the laws of the continent were triggered!
"Once the laws of the mainland are created, as long as we use the power of the Holy Order, we will be directly obliterated by the power of the laws!"
The old man's face was extremely solemn.
"This is the true power of heaven and earth. Unless you have power beyond the realm of gods, you can ignore the world of heaven and earth. Otherwise, no one can survive under the law!"
Everyone gasped!
There are silent cicadas all around!
They all felt the terrible pressure coming from above their heads.
That is a real fear that comes from the heart!
That power can really wipe them out of this world!
"Are you going to let them go?"
Someone shouted unwillingly.
"But, what if we suppress our own cultivation and only use the power of the king level?"
"If our strength does not have an overwhelming advantage over the other party, of course we can..."
The old man smiled bitterly.
"But... despite the strength of the king level, are you sure you can defeat them?"
Everyone gasped!
There was silence all around!
They looked at Mo Ziqing and others standing in front of them, with only a few hundred people left, all in ragged clothes and covered in blood.
Not a word could come out.
Although these people were covered with bruises, each one of them was shaky and even needed the support of others to stand up.
However, in their eyes, they all shone with a frightening light!
Just like a hungry wolf that eats people!
Everyone looks at it with lingering fear!
All the saint-level masters couldn't help but take a step back under this pressure.
No, the old man's words simply spoke to their hearts!
Even when they can exert their full strength.
Everyone was shocked by the cruelty of these people!
Killing with every punch and blood, with a knife to the flesh!
What's more, when he can only exert his king-level strength!
Don’t forget, most of these people in front of you.
It’s just the king level!
Thinking of this, these saint-level powerhouses who have always been aloof and regarded all the people in front of them as ants.
Almost trembling all over, he took a few steps back!
That's right!
They had to admit it.
After peeling off that layer of holy halo.
They are actually nothing!
He was even more humiliated by the group of people in front of him!
"Lord Saint..."
At the same time, they looked at Feng Ziluan with dry throats.
There was begging in his eyes.
If it were replaced with the scene just now.
Of course they will obey Feng Ziluan's orders.
but now……
Is it necessary to continue fighting a losing battle?
None of them found out.
Subconsciously, they have already acquiesced.
If both sides are brought to the same starting line.
I am not as good as those in front of me, what they call rubbish!
In other words, these self-proclaimed holy warriors.
They lowered their noble heads.
Give up!
Mo Ziqing supported the back of his knife and stood up with one leg lame.
He wiped the blood from his face desperately.
Trying hard to see clearly how many people are still alive behind him.
Tragic, too tragic!
In this battle, more than 90% of them died!
Those who were lucky enough to survive were all seriously injured!
"Nalan, uncle..."
He croaked.
Muddy tears flowed from his eyes.
Not bad, these old guys.
None of them died.
Even though Nalan, who had always been handsome, his face was covered with knife marks and his true appearance could no longer be seen.
