They are no strangers to the Eight Slaughter Formation. Qingxue Sheng used this formation to kill many powerful men. If we talk about the martial arts of the Heaven Realm, besides poison, what else is a large-scale killing weapon?

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Eight massacres!

It deserves its name, especially in the original God-Slaying battlefield, where the Eight-Slaughter Formation showed great power.

Destroy thousands of people in one fell swoop!

A battle that shocks the heroes!

Thousands of years have passed, but within the martial arts, there are still a lot of rumors about the Eight Slaughter Formation. Unfortunately, no one has ever seen the real Eight Slaughter Formation. With everyone looking like this, Ling Tian has no mercy.

Using compassion to support future enemies? This is foolishness!

Hold your hands for a moment.

The rhyme of Tao escapes.

The Taoist charm around Ling Tian was very thick, as if the gods were coming, and as if the god of death was scorning him. Just when he shook hands, Ling Tian's whole body exploded with air waves, carrying the king's words, which clearly fell on the ears of everyone present.

Straight to the soul!

"You should feel lucky today. After all, from a thousand years ago to today, no one in the world has used the Eight Massacre Formation."

"Today, I will see you off in the Eight Slaughter Formation."

"This is such an honor for you."

Random talk.

Cold glow.

However, in the blink of an eye, the aura of death continued to float out of the space at the scene. Such a vast and coercive pressure also made the souls of everyone present tremble and feel a sense of death.

The soul keeps pouring in.

thump!

Facing the king's killing spree, all the heroes on the scene knelt down one after another. Even the powerful God Emperor made the same decision at this moment.

Kneel down and get up!

"Lord, don't kill me."

"We are willing to follow the Lord from now on."

"Lord, have mercy."

...

A cry for mercy.

It tilted away like a tide. Under such a situation, Ling Tian shook his head slightly. What appeared in front of Ling Tian at this time was the scene of countless Jinxiu elites who were willing to die for him along the way.

There is even more tragedy in Sanshan City!

The desolation of Feiyun Valley!

What is loyalty? There are two beautiful words, but who can say one?

At this time, all the heroes were kneeling in front of him. Although Ling Tian had no mercy, he could understand that it was human nature to choose life before death. Do you want him to let go of his past grudges?

Write it off?

It’s just a dream!

Hummed softly.

Cold glow.

Ling Tian murmured, and the God of Death pronounced his sentence: "If you want to blame me, I can only blame you for not making the right decision from the beginning."

"If you seek each other for survival now, will you not betray others for survival in the future?"

"ridiculous."

A ridiculous sound.

Mercy does not exist.

When Shura raised his hand, the light curtain on the scene seemed to be moving closer and closer. As the thick light curtain approached, the strong men of the home team under the light curtain felt even more like death was approaching.

In the face of life and death, ants are still fighting for their lives, let alone martial arts masters. Everyone knows that they will not escape from death, and they can't help but roar and curse: "Since no matter what, it is death."

"Then why should I give it a try?"

"Everyone takes action together. I don't believe it. He just got the inheritance of Qingxue and he can perform it perfectly?"

"What you said is true. If we attack together, we might have a chance to smash this Eight Massacre Formation."

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Under the desperate situation, everyone all made the most terrifying move in their lives. Looking at the actions of the heroes, Ling Tian shook his head: "What a pity, what a pity."

"How can you understand the true meaning of being like an ant under the holiness?"

"How much more so under the Eight Slaughter Formation?"
Chapter completed!