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"Anyone else?"

Lan Lingtian simply stopped, and faintly looked down at the overwhelming group of ants in front of him.

What is the difference between squeezing an ant to death and smashing a group of ants to death?

If you have not entered the realm of law, you will never understand the power of this realm.

That is a real qualitative change.

If he wants to, even if he only uses one or two of his powers.

Both Luo Wushu had already been shot to death by him, and it was impossible for them to linger until now.

However, these people actually tried to shake the real dragon with the power of ants.

"Of course!"

In the distance, another voice came out.

In addition to the many powerhouses and students of Zhongzhou Academy, those powerhouses who watched the battle from afar also chose to join the battlefield at this moment.

At this moment, everyone's blood was boiling, and their fighting spirit was high.

Luo Wushu looked at the countless figures around him, and his heart was also extremely moved.

For a long time, he did not have much sense of belonging to Zhongzhou.

Because he knew that he was just a passerby after all.

Perhaps this traveler will leave a lot of footprints and deeds in Zhongzhou.

But it will never stay for too long.

But at this moment, he felt moved as never before.

It doesn't matter whether these people fight for themselves or because they saw him lose to Lan Lingtian.

But at least, there isn't a guilty species.

Even after nine deaths, he was fearless and stood firmly on the same front with himself.

At this moment, they are like a home, with unprecedented cohesion.

Let everyone have a sense of belonging.

In order to protect the land of Zhongzhou, protect the Nine Yuan Continent, and protect this family, we will punish the devil and smash the sky.

"war!"

Luo Wushu let out a sound, resounding suddenly in this world.

Immediately, countless people spoke in unison, filled with decisive voices that moved the heavens and the earth, turning into a rolling sound wave, shaking the sky.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

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"The momentum is good, and the voice is loud enough, but...it's a pity!" Lan Lingtian still smiled contemptuously, looking at everyone ironically.

"die!"

Lifting the palm of his hand, there was a monstrous giant palm in front of him that quickly condensed, turned into a monstrous handprint, shrouded in countless people's heads.

"Tell me, how are you going to fight?"

The sound of the voice falling, the giant palm carrying a wave of world-destroying magic power, covering the sky and the sun, shrouded it.

The terrible pressure shrouded in it, making countless people change their eyes.

However, everyone still shot without hesitation.

"Tai Chi Ghost Power!"

"Too empty hands!"

"Thunder Dragon Sword!"

…………

A series of violent offensives swept out from the hands of countless people.

The color of the world changes, and the space buzzes.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Amazing sounds, one after another, kept resounding.

However, that monstrous palm print is like an immortal palm print, letting all kinds of offensive fall on it, it stands still.

"Invincible!"

"The real no one can beat!"

Countless people looked terrified.

I finally understood how much pressure Luo Wushu and An Yixue had been under.

"Boom!" The monstrous palm prints, crushing everything, continue to shroud.

As the terrible pressure gets closer, the coercion becomes more and more terrifying.

"Ant, how can I stop me?" Lan Lingtian sneered, faintly resounding.

At this moment, countless people's faces all looked extremely ugly, and they couldn't help but ask themselves, "How can I stop him?"

"Quit!" Luo Wushu exclaimed.

NS!

His blood-stained figure rushed forward on the initiative.

"Luo Wushu, what are you doing?" Zhou Yuan's expression changed, and he couldn't help yelling, as if he wanted Luo Wushu to wake up.

However, it sounds to everyone, why not ask knowingly.

Luo Wushu's posture was tantamount to moths fighting the fire, and he naturally wanted to take the initiative to resist the monstrous palm prints for everyone.

"Swish!"

Immediately, a group of figures followed, and they were equally bold and fearless to meet them.

Luo Wushu is not afraid of death, so why have they been greedy for life and fear of death?

"Break it for me!" The moving voice resounded loudly, and many figures chose to use their bodies to resist the monstrous palm prints.

"Boom!" The monstrous giant palm intersected with many figures, and the terrible collision and movement made the space tremble.

Suddenly, a clicking sound came out, causing countless people's eyes to freeze suddenly.

I saw a crack emerging from that monstrous palm print.

However, before everyone turned that surprise into joy, suddenly there was an explosive movement.

Many figures were directly shattered by brutal slaps under the monstrous giant palm.

The extremely strong smell of blood suddenly permeated, stimulating the nerves of countless people.

Many people's eyes became red uncontrollably.

Those who sacrificed were not meant to be brave, let alone what they called heroes.

Just to prevent more people from suffering, they are determined and not afraid of sacrifice.

Of course, not everyone, under that giant palm, was bombarded with flesh and blood.

When the monstrous giant palm exploded completely, Luo Wushu and other figures who were still tenacious, shot down in embarrassment, and smashed a large hole directly on the ground below.

I saw Luo Wushu's body, with skin and flesh spattered, dripping with blood, with many places and exposed bones.

The breath suddenly became weak.

The incomparable tragic meaning spread out.

"that's it?"

Lan Lingtian chuckled lightly, and on his hideous face was full of morbid joy.

He has missed this feeling of massacre more and more.

Regarding this, he even regretted it a little. Over the years, why should he be greedy for power and pretend to be himself.

Now, it is the feeling he enjoys.

The kind of excitement that engenders in the depths of the soul can make them feel real physical and mental joy.

Lan Lingtian glanced deeply at Luo Wushu. At this moment, he even thanked Luo Wushu a little bit.

If it weren't for Luo Wushu, he would have a lot of fetters, and he couldn't be as smart and happy as he is now.

"Boom!" Lifting his palm, he took the same palm print again.

He wanted to see how many times these ants could die.

"kill!"

"I fight with you."

"Even if you die, I don't want to make you comfortable."

"Shoot, you have to shoot you in the face, sputter your face with... blood."

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The sound of fearless death resounded.

I saw a group of figures, red eyes, bursting towards Lan Lingtian.

On their bodies, there was an unprecedented strong aura, like moths to the fire.

"Blode?" Lan Lingtian shook his head pityingly, full of disdain.

"Rumble..."

During the shaking of the world, the monstrous palm print taken by Lan Lingtian was shattered again.

However, no one can laugh.

On the contrary, there is a sense of incomparable sadness, shrouded in my heart, very weak.

That was just an understatement by Lan Lingtian, but it took many people to pay the price of their lives to stop it.

"All right!"

Lan Ling Tianyin coldly glanced at the people and said, "I've had enough to play, it's time to kill it all at once."