When they cannot maintain this state of "killing god", it is the time for them to be destroyed.

So, a strange scene appeared on the battlefield.

More than 30 warriors chased nearly a hundred ghosts of all kinds and rushed out of the dim forest. After passing through this forest, everyone saw Dongying City in the distance.

It's different.

The whole land is different. The plain, which was originally flat, has become a rift valley surrounding Dongying Remnant City, as if it was dug through by a monster, and the earth is sinking nearly ten feet.

Only Dongying Remnant City stands on a cliff like a cliff, surrounded by gullies.

Below the rift, there was a lake a hundred feet long. In the lake, there were strange rocks, which seemed to be torn apart by a sharp blade and placed again.

What exactly happened here?

Only then can this land change like this in such a short time?

"Boom"

A loud bang alarmed everyone, including those ghosts planning to fight back, and everyone felt that at this moment, the spiritual energy around them was reviving and rolling back.

The terrifying spiritual energy blew from all directions and turned into substantial tides, blowing across the sky and earth, the spiritual realm was collapsed, and the spiritual energy was gathering in Dongying Remnant City.

The bearded man's knife would have killed another shrill evil ghost, but the blade wrapped in spiritual energy had not yet fallen, and the ghost screamed and dissipated.

This scene left all the warriors stunned.

They looked forward and hundreds of ghosts were dissipating quickly. The supernatural creatures screamed and ran around, but before they could run a few steps, their bodies collapsed like collapsed quicksand.

Only a harsh whistle reverberates in the air.

For example, all the oxygen in the air was extracted cleanly at this moment. These supernatural things have lost the foundation to support their appearance in the human world. No matter how reluctant they are, they have to dissipate between heaven and earth.

The bearded man and his brothers also felt dizzy at this moment, and they all collapsed on the ground.

There is no more spiritual energy in the air, and the magical martial arts have been forcibly removed.

The bearded man leaned on his body with a long knife, trying to resist the fatigue rising in his body. He looked up and saw that above the lonely city ahead, there was a tornado that entered the sky.

The lightning arc was raging around the tornado, and the dark clouds in the sky were also quickly blown away.

This hidden warm sunlight once again sprinkled on the earth.

Sprinkle on him.

It was spread on the companions behind them. They were so illuminated by the sun that they couldn't open their eyes, but they were still unwilling to look away. They had only been more than twenty hours after they lost this light.

But for them coming at this time, it was like falling into hell and climbing back to the world with difficulty.

In just over twenty hours, the long-lasting experience is like a lifetime.

A few young people couldn't help but feel mixed feelings in their hearts at this moment, and they even cried bitterly. The cry contained nightmares and the joy and relaxation after the disaster was gone.

More people are silently sitting cross-legged on the ground, feeling the warm care of the sun, and slowly regulating the nearly exhausted true energy in their bodies.

The bearded man is an exception.

He neither regulated his breathing and did not relax. He was very tired, but he still moved his feet forward with his body with his already curled blades with uneven levels of blade edges.

"Dang"

After taking two steps, as he fought to the point, the family treasure sword he had worn since childhood seemed to have completed his final mission.

While protecting his master from his nightmare, this good knife finally couldn't stand the slash and broke open.

The bearded man staggered and fell to the ground.

He struggled to get up and grabbed a blood-stained spear from the soil next to him.

He dragged the gun and walked forward.

There, seven or eight Japanese warriors were lying on the ground, their spiritual energy was gone, and their half-ghost power could not be stimulated. They also turned from hideous ghosts into flesh and blood.

They saw the bearded man who was dragging his spear and staggering towards them.

They saw the broken, dead eyes of the bearded man.

They knew what the Middle-earth warriors were going to do.

Several warriors struggled to jump up, and with unbearable fatigue, they waved their swords and roared loudly. The pig suddenly came to slash, but the bearded man grabbed a spear and shot one by one, stabbed to death on the ground.

The remaining two knelt on their backs and begged in Japanese verbs.

The bearded man didn't even look at them. He raised his spear and still stabbed him to death.

The last one is light, but the performance is strange.

He knelt on the ground, spread his arms, faced the warm sunshine, raised his head, said nothing, neither resisted nor begged for mercy, and looked calm.

"puff"

The spear penetrated from behind and out of the chest.

The bearded man stepped forward and kicked him behind the back of the seemingly dying death, kicking him from the end of the cliff into the bottom of the rift.

He didn't care about that young Football. There was a story that could make him die so calmly.

He doesn't care.

That is the enemy and must be killed.

"Plop"

The moment the Japanese fell into the bottom of the rift, the bearded man finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. He knelt there, lowering his head, closing his eyes, muttering something in his mouth.

He was very tired.

He wants to have a sleep.
Chapter completed!