Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 1330 The Last Minute
Gathering several angels of the Holy See of Light and hundreds of saint-level beings to jointly launch the God's Judgment, even if only [-]% of its power is left, it is still a power that can be called destructive. Let alone the formations of the major sects are broken At this moment, the real yuan is in turmoil, and their strength is greatly damaged. Even in their heyday, they will definitely not be able to withstand this blow.

In the arena, Zhenjun Hongyu, Zhenjun Liu, and other Yuanying Zhenjuns of the major sects all looked gloomyly at the coming God's Judgment. At this moment, they had nothing to do, they could only wait helplessly. The disciples of the sect died in front of him, and they themselves also had to bear the backlash of their avatars being destroyed.

Compared with the Nascent Soul True Monarchs, the Golden Core cultivators of the major sects are much more miserable.

The Nascent Soul True Monarchs are just incarnations here, even if they are destroyed, they will only suffer a little serious backlash, but all of them Jindan monks are all real bodies here, and they are really dead when they die.

No cultivator wants to die, the great opportunity of world recovery is coming, as long as they seize the opportunity, they may not be unable to enter the Nascent Soul Realm, even if they cannot break through, they are still the pinnacle of existence in the world, they still have You can enjoy the good time, how can you just throw your life here?

However, no matter how unwilling they are, it's useless, even the Nascent Soul True Monarchs are helpless, let alone them?

Everyone can only look at the judgment of God in despair, waiting for death to come.

"Really, I'm so unwilling." Izumoko closed her eyes slowly, and sighed softly with a pale face.

"No, I don't want to die! I still want to break through the Nascent Soul, be honored as the ancestor, and create a direct lineage. How can I die here?" The treasure is thrown at the judgment of the gods.

Daoist Qingyun stood up straight, holding his natal flying sword tightly in his right hand, looking at the judgment of God with a calm face. Behind him, the Jindan sword cultivators of the Shushan Sword Sect all had solemn expressions, one by one following Daoist Qingyun. Similarly, he turned his natal flying sword into the size of a normal sword and held it tightly in his hand.

Swordsmen would rather bend than bend, and die rather than surrender. Now that they know that they are bound to die, they must burst out the last brilliance of this life before they die!
Among the crowd, Ouyang Fugui's face was full of bitterness. He really never expected that he would die in this place, in the hands of the Holy See, but he didn't know that after his death, the boss would not go crazy and attack Go to the headquarters of the Holy See.

With the character of the boss, it is estimated that not only will he attack the stronghold of the Holy See, but the other three will definitely not let it go.

"The most regrettable thing is that I didn't have a son and a half with Xiaodie. How will she go on her own way in the next life?" Ouyang Fugui silently stared straight ahead, but his eyes were out of focus, saying that people are dying. The former will look back on his life, I don't know if he will do this?
Suddenly, a clear and pleasant howl came from far away. It was still far away at first, but it reached everyone before the words were finished.

"I have a sword that can split mountains, break seas, subdue demons, subdue demons, open up the earth, and open the sky. The name of this sword is: Split the sky! One sword!"

Crack!

A loud noise like thunder exploded in the air, and then, a shocking sword light across the sky shone across the entire void, as if the entire world was filled with this sword.

There are no words to describe this sword, it is domineering, fierce, fierce, sharp, bright, and unparalleled, as if nothing in the world can resist it.

"It's the boss!" Ouyang Fugui opened his eyes in ecstasy, and watched with great excitement that the unparalleled sword energy cut the God's Judgment in half!
"It's impossible!" Caddis almost stared out his eyes, and he was stunned on the spot, watching the God's Judgment gradually dissipate into the air in a trance.

The people from the four major forces were all dumbfounded. They couldn't believe what they saw and suspected that they were in a dream.

This god's judgment is a taboo technique jointly launched by several angels and hundreds of holy masters. How could it be split by a sword?

The people from the four western powers couldn't believe their eyes, and the people from the major Chinese sects were not much better.

Master Liu Yan stared dumbfounded at the figure that appeared in the mid-air, his mouth was so big that he could almost stuff his fist in it: "The late Yuanying stage, this is definitely the strength of the late Yuanying stage! But the main world has not recovered, how can he use it? This level of power?"

"He's become stronger again! He's become stronger again!" Gongsun Xiang stared at someone's back, with only one thought in his mind, the Gongsun family is in big trouble.

Izumoko looked at the man who appeared suddenly with convulsions all over his face, and it took a long time before he smiled wryly and shook his head, lamenting: "When I saw him back then, where did I have the courage to befriend this peer, and even pose as a senior?" ?”

"Is he still human? How long has passed, and his strength has improved so much?" The Yuanying Zhenjun of Chengjianmen gritted his teeth and lowered his head, cursing Ji Wutian and Li Qing in his heart. , if it weren't for those bastards, how could Chengjianmen have provoked such a pervert?
In mid-air, Mo Changsheng took a few breaths without a trace.

The sword just now almost hollowed him out. In order to come here as soon as possible, he didn't rest at all, not only did he not rest, but he also used magical powers and secret methods such as vertical golden light and rainbow transformation many times. It was consumed like a flood, if he hadn't condensed the Nascent Soul, he would definitely not be able to persist.

As soon as he arrived nearby, he felt his heart tense, as if something very important to him was about to disappear. With this warning sign, Mo Changsheng naturally guessed the answer immediately, and used Huahong again without thinking. Zhishu frantically flew to Lingshi Island.

Fortunately, he made a decisive decision, so he was able to rush to the scene at the last moment, and he did not hesitate to use up his true energy to split the sky and save the Huaxia camp.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ouyang Fugui was also rescued.

"Boss!" Ouyang Fugui flew out of the cultivator's camp and came to Mo Changsheng's side overjoyed, so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Mo Changsheng nodded to Ouyang Fugui, and then turned his attention to Zhenjun Hongyu and others who were slowly flying over.

Judging from the situation just now, it should be because of the protection of these people that Ouyang Fugui can live until now. He must receive this favor.

Before Zhenjun Hongyu waited for Nascent Soul cultivator to say hello to Mo Changsheng, the western camp on the other side suddenly scattered, and all the holy existences were divided into hundreds of teams, either in groups of three or five, or in teams of one or two. Run wildly.

Mo Changsheng's sword just now shattered all their guts, and they couldn't even think of confrontation, and their demigod ancestors also knew that something was wrong, so in order to preserve their vitality, they directly let them flee for their lives separately.

"Want to run?!" Mo Changsheng couldn't care less about the greetings, and after shouting angrily with a livid face, he rushed towards the demigod ancestors in the west with Broken Reincarnation in hand.

(End of this chapter)