Chapter 379 Sixty-nine of the Worlds Are Destroyed!
The silver-green spear tip exploded, and the entire spear shaft was pierced through in an instant.
A ray of golden light, going against the wind, waves and starlight, went towards the Emperor of the Winged Clan.
At this moment, the emperor's hair turned gray, his breath was weakened, and cracks appeared on his soul.
It tried its best, but the outcome could not be changed, and it couldn't even slow down the high priest's spear.
Powerless! Still powerless!!
As an emperor, it felt this feeling so clearly for the first time.
Huhu~
"I can still fight. My blood, my bones, my everything." Panting and roaring echoed throughout the chaos.
His body was cut open, revealing crystal clear bones and red flesh.
kill!
Bones and pieces of flesh flew out, mixed with the remaining principles of Tao, and met the spearhead.
Stab it!
Bones were broken and flesh was pierced.
The Immortal Spear pierced into the emperor's chest, destroying all life.
The Winged Emperor lowered his head and struggled to raise it, wanting to see the figure in front of him clearly, but there was only darkness.
Its eyes, along with its flesh and blood, have already killed the enemy.
I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but found that my tongue and teeth had disappeared.
Liang Hui looked at the remains in front of him, put away his spear and stood up.
Turn around!
Stride towards the Winged Clan’s world.
Only a faint voice echoed in the chaos.
"It's not bad to have a little fun!"
Click!Click!
The moment the words were spoken, the broken bones began to crumble and disappear.
The emperor of the Winged Clan is dead!
Liang Hui came to the outside of the Wing Clan's world, his eyes lowered, looking down at this prosperous world.
Suddenly, he raised his arms, spread his palms, and thrust them straight into the world.
In an instant, the world barrier was broken.
A hand that descended into the Netherworld and reached the end of the sky appeared in the world, splitting the Winged Clan into two.
Then, under the desperate gaze of all living beings, it crashed to the right.
Boom!
In an instant, the forest turned to ashes and billions of lives were destroyed.
Billions of dust particles were raised from the earth, filling the air and rising into the sky.
Liang Hui did not deal with the rising dust, but just looked at the messy world and slowly closed his hands.
A thought.
This world shrank rapidly and turned into a bead the size of a pearl in an instant.
The young man looked at the slightly turbid bead, then put it in his arms.
He felt several relics of emperors among them, which should be the heritage of the Wing Clan from generation to generation.
But don’t worry, the meat is already rotten in the pot and can’t escape.
After dealing with the Winged Clan, Liang Hui began to move around the central realm.
He found out many worlds with hundreds of races. Most of these races were small races, but there were also some large races whose emperors were killed by Liang Hui.
Such as: Asura clan and Buddha clan.
As for the immortals, Liang Hui did not find them. They must have left using some means.
As for these small tribes, since there is no emperor rising up in their time, they can only attack the human race as vassals.
Therefore, we have a blood feud with the human race. After all, as a vassal army, if the big clan asks you to fight to the death, how dare you not fight to the death?
When the emperors fled, they took their own worlds with them, which was already extremely troublesome, so how could they take these small tribes with them?
So they stayed here, hoping that Liang Hui would be trapped in the formation forever.
As for these races, including the two large tribes, Liang Hui was no longer as gentle as before.
The clan was annihilated, their flesh, blood and souls were swallowed by the Human Emperor Banner, and then the world was cleansed.
And the emperor's relics that he possessed were also found (the tribe may have given birth to an emperor in the past). For seven days, Liang Hui was either on the way to kill or killing.
Even though there was no bloody smell, there was an extreme sense of oppression around the central realm, with blood mist everywhere.
Liang Hui stood in the sea boundary, his body covered in blood light. It seemed that there were endless wronged souls howling and roaring in the blood light.
The young man had an indifferent expression, just quietly sensing the sixty-nine world beads in his arms.
“If I walk on the road of killing and destruction, the road ahead will be smooth.”
The body trembled slightly, and a red light burst out from the body.
Mixed with the heat of the Pure Yang Dao, the blood light collapsed in the first moment and cleansed the entire sea of boundaries.
The young man then sat cross-legged in the void, summarizing his gains from the past seven days.
First of all: there are twenty-six emperor relics, these items can almost make him immortal.
Secondly: various scriptures and secret techniques collected during the killing process.
Finally: After this battle, the human race in the Central World no longer has any major enemies and can focus on development.
"But there is one last thing that needs to be dealt with, otherwise how can I retreat peacefully?"
'Celestial race, immortal race, ghost race'
Liang Hui whispered in his heart, the memories of the imperial family members leaving one by one passed through his mind.
He has always been vindictive and repaying kindness, and he will not stop until all the enemies are wiped out.
As for the imperial family, they have been gone for fifty years, making them difficult and extremely troublesome to find.
Ah!
With the advent of the magical power of "entering dreams" and the assistance of the spatial Dao fruit, how much time can be wasted.
While thinking, Liang Hui had already taken out a trace of aura. This trace of aura was white and exuded a considerable pressure.
This is the aura of a king of the Celestial Race, which Liang Hui collected on the battlefield of the Boundary Sea.
At this moment, it is just right to be used as proof of "entering the dream".
A thought came to my mind.
The surrounding environment began to blur.
A strand of his blood and energy, wrapped in an inexplicable aura, crossed the sea boundary at an indescribable speed and rushed towards an unknown place.
five minutes!
A bright and brilliant world appeared in the field of vision.
This world moved forward extremely violently, smashing one small world after another.
"The Celestials, have we found you?" With a whisper, Liang Hui interrupted his descent and revealed his true form.
As soon as it emerged, it used all its strength to operate the laws of space to open up a path.
In an instant, the void dissolved, and a huge gate of light stood in the sea of boundary, opening up a way to the main body.
"High Priest!!!"
A roar mixed with fear, anger, and murderous intent shook the sea of worlds and blew away the remnants of the world.
A hand wrapped in armor came down from above and slapped the light gate.
Liang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, a look of contentment in his eyes, and said calmly:
"That's too late!"
The voice has not yet fallen.
A white hand stretched out from the light gate and met the attack coming down from above.
Boom!
Under the roar.
The armor pieces exploded, and drops of silver blood fell into the sea of boundary.
A slender figure stepped out of the space gate under the glory and stood in the sea of boundary.
Liang Hui is here!
At this moment, the world, which was rapidly moving forward, stopped.
A nine-foot-tall figure wearing pure white armor walked out of the world and strode towards the young man.
His entire body was covered in armor, even his head. Only a pair of silver eyes could be seen, staring far ahead.
Before anyone arrived, a sacred and supreme aura had already swept across billions of miles of the sea, making the void overwhelmed.
"High Priest of the Human Race, my race has already chosen to leave. Do you still want to fight to the death?"
(End of this chapter)