Chapter 2011

The blood was bright red and dazzling. Dozens of holy kings were chopped at the same time, which made the monks here change color again.

"Well, a sword..."

Many friars trembled. At this time, they could feel the horror of the power of the colorful sword beside Lin Tian's body.

The sword power seemed to annihilate everything easily.

At the same time, white tiger and little Taichu are also moved.

"This boy can call out that sword again!"

The white tiger was surprised. He knew how terrible the colorful sword was. He was not weak at all. Since Lin Tian called the sword, there should be no danger in front of him. After all, he could feel that among the monks here, the strongest one was the Saint King level. Now other people of this level could not stop the power of the colorful sword.

"Gululu!"

The blood, flesh and bones wriggle, and the blood all over the sky gather in different directions. Dozens of holy kings are chopped to pieces, but the spirit is immortal. At this time, the body is reunited.

"You..."

This is a full 35 holy kings. The strongest is in the triple heaven of holy kings. At this time, the craziness and greed for the origin of Lin Tian's reincarnation disappear more. Looking at the colorful sword beside Lin Tian's body, the holy King's body can't help shaking.

Lin Tian stood up in the sky and looked at dozens of holy kings coldly. He reached for the main colorful sword and cut it straight down.

"Keng!"

The sword sounded harsh and fell to the front of dozens of holy kings.

This time, he controlled the sword with his mind. The light of the sword was much more terrible than before.

Poof, before the holy king in front of him could Dodge, he was directly hit and exploded again.

Moreover, this time, his spirit was not able to survive. With the king's body, he was annihilated by the sword.

"Dead, dead?"

"A holy king, one hit, one hit..."

Many monks were frightened.

At the same time, the other thirty-four kings trembled again, and the greed for the origin of reincarnation in their eyes disappeared completely.

Then, at the next moment, these Saint King level strongmen all retreat without hesitation.

"If you do, don't try to leave!"

When Lin Tianleng was shocked by the magic sword in his hand, the mighty sword power broke out in an instant, and the colorful sword world came out, directly blocking the space within a hundred Zhang radius, and blocking all the 34 holy kings in it.

As early as when he unsealed Yuanyuan, he knew that he would be remembered by some people in this place. He would take the first step to rob him of his reincarnation origin when the natural calamity was gone. Therefore, after unsealing Yuanyuan, he would immediately and continuously communicate with the colorful sword in the sea through the consciousness channel at the same time of crossing the calamity, Finally, the communication was successful in the last round of robbery, and the colorful God sword in the sea gave him a response.

At this time, the colorful sword was called out. Even though he had little holy power, he could still use the sword to cut out the destructive light. There was no problem in dealing with the holy King level monks.

Moreover, at this time, the colorful auspicious clouds suspended in the sky after the Apocalypse dispersed, and the colorful divine radiance fell down and enveloped him. His spirit and spirit were rapidly recovering. The power of the divine sword that could be driven would become stronger and stronger with the passage of time. These dozens of holy Kings had no room to resist and could not stop him.

"Keng!"

After ten people were trapped in jianjiefeng, he waved his sword again and cut out another colorful sword light to another holy king.

The holy king tried to resist, but he couldn't stop it at all. The propped up magic art was directly cut to pieces. Then, the sword fell on him and smashed it with a puff. The spirit also broke with the body and disappeared.

"Another holy King..."

In the distance, many monks could not help trembling. In the twinkling of an eye, the two Saint King level strongmen were wiped out.

Besides, it's just a sword.

Thirty five kings, thirty-three left at this time, trembled even more.

"You, you..."

Thirty three people looked at Lin Tian. For a moment, his face became extremely ugly.

They look at Lin Tian after the disaster, the breath has weakened to the bottom, want to take the opportunity to suppress and capture Lin Tian, to capture the reincarnation of the origin of Lin Tian, but did not expect that Lin Tian actually called out such a terrible sword.

The power of the sword was so strong that they were afraid. At this time, they were in great pain.

Lin Tian looked at the thirty-three holy kings. Without a word of nonsense, he stood in the same place and waved his sword again.

With a clang sound, this time, three swords flew through the void.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The three holy kings were penetrated, their bodies were exploded, and their spirits were broken, just like the former two.

For a moment, the remaining thirty kings were even more frightened.

"Stop... Stop! We just had a bad idea. Now we don't know what to do with you. No... don't kill us

Someone said.

At this time, the ten square space is blocked by the sword world, and they can't escape. The power of the colorful sword in Lin Tian's hand is so terrible that they can't compete. In this way, they can only beg for mercy.

Lin Tian looks at the person who opens his mouth. His eyes are indifferent. There is still no nonsense. He just cuts it with a sword.

Poof, there was no accident. The holy king who opened his mouth was killed directly.

Blood fog, flying in the sky.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were thirty-five holy kings, and twenty-nine were left.

"Hum!"

Above the sky, the colorful auspicious clouds trembled after the disaster, and more colorful rays fell down and disappeared into the forest.

This colorful glow is the condensation of all the great powers in the world. It has infinite energy. After entering his body, it makes his holy power, which is about to dry up due to the robbery, recover quickly. In a twinkling of an eye, it is fully 30%.

After 30% of the holy power was restored, his face became ruddy and no longer pale. He waved his sword again.

Keng, this time, seven sword lights flew out. The sword power was more terrible than before. Every sword light accurately fell on a Saint King level strong man. In a twinkling of an eye, the seven blood fog burst open.

He is also the seven holy kings, who perish both in form and spirit.

"You... You don't have any loss now. Don't be too cruel! Don't overdo it

There were thirty-five holy kings. At this time, there were twenty-two left. Some of them spoke, and the holy King's body trembled.

Lin tianpiantou saw that he didn't have any superfluous words. He just cut it with one sword.

"Poof!"

Blood splashed, and the man who opened his mouth was cut to pieces. Like the other ten holy kings, the form and spirit were directly destroyed.

On the sky, the colorful auspicious clouds trembled and more colorful rays fell, making his holy power recover to 50%.

Then, holding the colorful sword, he exuded a more terrifying force, as if he could chop everything with a slight movement.