The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword destroyed the righteous path of the two clans.
Kill, complete killing, complete attack against attack, complete either you die or I die.
It’s not that there is any deep hatred between the two parties, it’s not that the other party must be killed before giving up. It’s just that we have come to this step and encountered this scene. The result of being trapped is that if you don’t kill the other party, the other party will kill you because he wants to protect himself.
, just fight.
The grass was uprooted, the stones were crushed into debris, and the earth revealed its most essential color, with deep red blood watered on it.
Mountain peaks shattered, rivers changed their courses, stone forests grew, and the sky collapsed.
There are no lies or exaggerations in these sixteen words. They are true. This... is a collision that Pluto has never seen before.
From noon to night, from night to dawn, and from dawn to midnight.
This huge collision almost formed a fatal pact between the two tribes, making them unable to separate, leave, retreat, or stop.
One by one the masters died, one by one the masters fell.
The blood was sharp, deep red and cold.
The saints who came out in full force were all ****, and the royal family who rushed over in a hurry were also ****, but the number was different after all.
After two days and two nights of non-stop fighting, it was clear who was strong and who was weak. Although the losses of the Holy Clan were also quite serious, almost all the masters of the Royal Clan were lost here.
The setting sun was like fire, but in the eyes of the remaining royal family, it was blood, a color darker than blood.
Eighteen large handprints descended from the sky, and were photographed one after another towards the place where the royal emperor was. The handprints, which were almost like hills, contained the final, crazy, killing blow of the patriarch of the holy clan.
"His Majesty……"
"Brother Emperor...'
Under the bloody setting sun, the remaining royal masters almost screamed in horror as they looked at the saint's killing move that hit the royal emperor.
At this time, the emperor of the royal family was covered in blood and his body was seriously injured. Even when he was intact, it was not easy to take the holy family's killing move, let alone his body was seriously injured now.
The royal emperor, who was covered in blood, in a state of embarrassment, and wielding a heavy sword, could hardly lift the long sword in his hand. Eighteen holy clan killing seals fell from the sky above his head and struck him directly, but now he could hardly even move.