Long Po was also stopped by the Zhenxian Sword Formation. He just happened to spy on the situation in the Zhuxian Sword Formation. He suddenly felt cold all over his body and looked at the Taoist in green in the sky in horror. This...
This person is too terrifying. At this level, I am afraid that the Holy Saint can only be like this, right?
And the aura of this person is only that of an early saint...
In the early stage of sainthood, they can explode into the most holy and even stronger strength, which is not within their scope of cognition at all.
"now you."
Wang Shuo's eyes fell on Long Po. This old woman also participated in the siege of Daoshan. If Wang Shuo hadn't let these people go back to report the news, they would all have died at the foot of Daoshan.
"No... don't kill me, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to submit to Daoshan..." Long Po knelt down quickly, not daring to offer any more resistance. The terror of the person in front of her had already frightened her to death.
The arrogance of the past is gone forever.
pity.
Wang Shuo shook his head: "I gave you a chance to come to Daoshan in one month to surrender and apologize, but you didn't come. Don't you think it's too late to surrender now?"
"It's not too late, it's not too late, you... just let me go, spare the old woman's life, and become a cow and a horse. The old woman will never complain!" Long Po's body kept shaking, and he had no intention of resisting anymore.
"No chance."
Wang Shuo's eyes became colder and he raised his hand.
Dozens of laws came in an instant and were imposed on Long Po's body. Long Po's body stiffened, as if he was imprisoned by something, and could no longer move.
She raised her head and looked at Wang Shuo, her pupils kept shrinking, and finally she gritted her teeth and said viciously: "You forced me! You forced me! Isn't it good to ask me to surrender? Why did you force me!
"
Boom~
A round wheel emerged from the old woman's hand. On the round wheel, the breath of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure could be sensed, but the breath was weak, and it was obviously a broken Chaos Spiritual Treasure.
"Use my body to detonate this Chaos Spirit Treasure, and I will kill you too!" After saying this, the aura on Long Po's body erupted, and the Chaos Spirit Treasure exuded an aura of destruction, covering his whole body, directly
Breaking free from dozens of laws, he killed Wang Shuo.
The Fairy-trapped Sword Formation was shaken by this aura and turned to pieces. Long Po also came to Wang Shuo with a ferocious and cruel look on his face: "You will regret it! You will use my life today.
Kill you!"
"Oh? Really."
Wang Shuo was just calm and glanced at Long Po indifferently.
Luang Po clenched her teeth, her eyes were extremely fierce, and her body began to explode in endless decomposition before she lost consciousness.
Wang Shuo's hand had already fallen on the top of her head. The moment it fell, Long Po could feel that something was covering her surroundings...
That was... three thousand laws, turned into countless intertwined breaths, superimposed on each other, condensing with each other, and directly crushing her body, including the breath that was about to explode.
It blended into a black round pill and fell into Wang Shuo's hand.
Before she died, she never thought that even though she had used the strongest method, in the eyes of the other party, she could solve it with just a raise of her hand.
Those auras that were about to condense and explode were... squeezed into a lawful round pill. How... is this possible?
She couldn't even imagine until her death that there were people with such terrifying abilities.
The ball fell into Wang Shuo's hand, and he nodded unconsciously: "The Law of Darkness, is this something I don't have yet?"
As the three thousand laws were covered, the dark laws disappeared in his hands, and Wang Shuo's aura became stronger again.
He exhaled and looked at the saints all over the mountains and plains. Many of these saints had different laws from his, and they could all be used by him!
The Immortal Trapping Sword Formation fell again under Wang Shuo's control, and the ten thousand saints let out a tragic cry in the shroud of death.
A large number of saints knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.
Wang Shuo exhaled a breath, spotted those auras that were different from his laws, and directly used the ruthless sword energy to kill them and collect the laws of heaven.
As for those saints who repeated the rules, he didn't bother to kill them, so he just took them into Tao Mountain so that he could control the entire ancient world!
As the massacre began, the barbarian masters also rushed over. Seeing the scene in front of them, they were all heartbroken.
Man'er even roared angrily: "Shuzi, I want you..." Before he could finish his words, he was grabbed by someone.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..." The person who pulled him was a Nanman general who still had some sense. He looked at Wang Shuo in the sky and swallowed: "Your Highness, this person is not something we can contend with. Until now,
Only then did I know why Arakukawa wanted to apologize. I'm afraid they already knew how terrifying this Taoist was!"
When the others thought about it, they suddenly took a breath of cold air.
No wonder Arakukawa couldn't wait to return from the encirclement and suppression, and sent people to apologize with great fanfare. He was not afraid of embarrassment at all. It turned out that he knew the strength of this Taoist.
"Your Highness, although I don't know how strong this Taoist is, with your strength, do you think you can defeat him? If not, if something happens to you, Nanman Palace will be completely destroyed." Someone said.
shouted.
"Yes, Your Highness, if the Nanman Palace is destroyed, the hard work of the barbarian kings of all generations will be completely destroyed. You don't want your bloodline to be wiped out by everyone, and you will be removed from the ancient world from now on, right?"
Listening to the cries of the people around him, Man'er's face became struggling, and his chest kept rising and falling. After a long time, he finally let out a wail in great pain, and then he exhaled and calmed down.
After the anger disappeared, he finally regained his senses and realized that this person's strength was indeed not something he could compete with.
Just this aura and these methods made him tremble with fear. If he really fought with this person, even he himself didn't know how long he could hold on!
He can't beat him! Now that he's calmed down, he doesn't dare to fight.
Under the persuasion of the people around him, he finally nodded heavily: "That's all. After today, the Nanman Palace will...not be ours anymore, and it won't be so free. Everyone, please be prepared."
"Your Highness, we have no choice now. It is useless to struggle too much. We should summon the people in Nanman Palace to apologize and declare surrender. Otherwise, I am afraid that the entire Nanman Palace will be destroyed in one day!"
"I understand. You go ahead and gather the clan members. The Nanman Palace... is willing to belong to Daoshan." The last two words Man'er said were particularly heavy, as if everything he was carrying in his heart was handed over in an instant.
He became dejected, showing dejection, bitterness and helplessness.
In this world where the strong are respected, surrender...is also a choice. There is no right or wrong. As long as you can survive, everything is worth it.