The threads of the heavenly whisk in the void were intertwined, and they turned from a white shining sword light into a terrifying intertwined chain of order!
These chains of order look very strange. Although they are made of white whisk threads, they are shimmering with golden divine light.
Go towards the constraints of the twelve top strong men.
Mr. Rui is worthy of being the leader of the undercurrent. After fully stimulating his own life explosion and using the formation method, he can actually attack twelve people at the same time.
Many teleportation formations in the undercurrent were activated, and in countless space channels, those undercurrent disciples fought and retreated.
After Wang Tong killed the cultivators who were blocking him, he looked at Mr. Rui in the distance and felt a little uneasy. Mr. Rui was acting so urgently and decisively now.
In fact, it's because he really can't hold on much longer, and his momentum has begun to show signs of declining.
Most of the jet-black hair on his head has turned white, and his entire lifespan and potential have been exhausted.
Wang Tong was hesitating in his heart at this time. He didn't know whether he should directly enter the space channel opened by the teleportation array, or stay to see the outcome of this battle.
He felt that he could use the power of the Thirty-six Tiangang Sword Formation to help these top powerhouses in the undercurrent.
The undercurrent of six top powerhouses collided with twelve hostile top powerhouses.
Mr. Rui's figure suddenly shook, and his mouth opened violently, as if he was about to spit out a large mouthful of blood.
But he couldn't spit out any blood! It was all burned up, and all he spit out was a mist of blood.
"Let's go!"
Mr. Rui suddenly roared.
The other five top undercurrent experts who were imprisoned in the battle circle were confused. They knew that Mr. Rui's words were definitely not meant for them.
Wang Tong was startled because he could feel that these words were directed at him and meant for him.
Mr. Rui!
The leader of the undercurrent!
Let him go!
Mr. Rui probably already knows that Wang Tong has obtained the Thirty-six Tiangang Sword Formation. Such a treasure and the undercurrent are things that he wants to protect even at the risk of his life.
He doesn't want Wang Tong to get involved, so he should leave quickly.
Save your strength.
There will be plenty of opportunities for revenge in the future.
At this time, Niu Tutu and others also realized that this sentence was an instruction. Their spiritual sense was so amazing that they locked Wang Tong's figure from a very far distance in an instant.
"Catch him! Kill him!"
Niu Tutu roared, some of the strong men from the Niu family and the Dou Zhan Holy Land were paying attention to the development of the battle here.
After they heard the order, they immediately knew that the young man was not simple, so they quickly surrounded him.
And some elders from the undercurrent are also rushing here, they want to protect Wang Tong.
The war broke out again. Just now they were retreating. One blocked and the other pursued, deliberately avoiding the fight.
But now, they have to fight!
Because we have to protect people.
Seeing the seniors of the same organization falling down one after another, Wang Tong felt extremely heavy. Just when everyone's attention was on Wang Tong, Mr. Rui took action again. This time, his whisk unexpectedly
Pierce the chest of a top warrior from the Fighting Holy Land!
The white silk threads of Tianyuan Fucheng rolled back and pulled his heart out instantly!
"Poof!"
The blood mist was swaying, and after the heart of the top powerhouse was pulled out, it was instantly shattered by the white silk whisk!
There were also several top strong men who couldn't help but retreat, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from their mouths.
They also withstood part of the power of this blow from Tianyuan Fucheng.
Mr. Rui's condition is declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When his condition completely declines, then this unfair battle will be completely over.
Wang Tong and the undercurrent elders who came to support him met together, but the scene was so chaotic that he didn't even know who to follow now!
Mr. Rui is too tired. His current condition is really bad, and his energy and blood are beginning to dissipate.
The plump and plump muscles suddenly began to wither.
After seeing this scene, some people had crystal tears in their eyes.
"Chief..."
"How could this happen!"
Endless sadness exudes from all the undercurrent disciples.
After seeing this, Niu Tutu took the opportunity to take action!
I have been waiting for this opportunity for so long.
He sacrificed a fire that danced with endless flames. After the fire was sacrificed, after he activated it, a terrifying sea of fire suddenly rippled towards the location of the top powerhouses of the undercurrent.<
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Now all of them are imprisoned in a fixed area. Whether it is the strong men of the Niu family, the strong men of the Dou Zhan Holy Land, or the strong men of the undercurrent, their hiding places are limited.
As long as they take action, they must collide together.
Mr. Rui couldn't hold on any longer. He tried his best to use the strongest method he could.
It’s still the same trick as before, the meteorite landed.
After this blow, his whole body seemed to be drained dry and began to wither quickly.
His limbs were shrunken like a paper man, and finally turned into black ashes and scattered on the spot.
This time the meteorite landed, its power was far less powerful than when it was in its previous peak state.
However, it is enough to cause some damage to these powerful enemies.
Sure enough, these people couldn't escape and coughed up blood again.
"Live."
Mr. Rui's last words before his death rang in Wang Tong's ears. These words were only spoken to Wang Tong alone, and no one else was aware of them.
Before he closed his eyes, he saw Wang Tong's figure getting closer and closer to the space transmission channel.
Wang Tong burst into tears. He thought he would never cry.
But the facts proved that he was wrong. In this short time together, he never felt any feelings for the undercurrent.
He stole the show in the Thirty-Six Peaks Ranking Competition.
In the ninth-level secret realm of the heavens, he managed to obtain the divine pattern.
He is not familiar with every inch of Chiyuan Peak but loves it.
He once rediscovered the meaning of life here. This is a real world different from the previous three worlds.
I also met my junior sister Pu Yu here.
"Why do you feel sad?"
Wang Tong talks to himself.
Perhaps it was at this moment that he truly regarded himself as a part of the undercurrent.
It was Mr. Rui who still told him to live on before he died, which moved him.
……
In that imprisoned space, the endless meteorites also carry ruthless flames, which are as bright as the last time.
The fire that Niu Tutu sacrificed seemed to become less dazzling under the raging fire of the meteorite.
"Boom!"
The space was covered by endless dust, the earth trembled, and a huge hole appeared on the ground again.
Mr. Rui is dead...
How long can these people survive under this blow...