The Three Worlds

"Ah... I'll fight you!"

There was a middle-aged man with a face full of fear. He rushed out madly and unleashed all his killing moves.

A rumbling sound came out.

This killing move is okay against other god-making masters, but it doesn't work against the Spiritual Pattern Blood Spider.

Bang!

The ginseng root controlled by the Spiritual Pattern Blood Spider was swung directly, like a whip of gods and demons, and slapped it hard.

A loud bang, one, one, four.

The killing move that the middle-aged man burst out immediately exploded and broke into pieces.

The root like a whip of gods and demons directly passed through the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

In an instant, the middle-aged man's blood was sucked clean.

There were still screams coming from all around.

"Heh..."

Sun Dong stood in the air, smiling, watching this scene.

It seemed that those who fell were not living warriors, but beasts that could be slaughtered at will.

Too many people fell on the plain of golden soil, but the killing continued.

"Ah... No, we don't want the ginseng doll anymore!"

"Please, let us go!"

"Sun family, you are such a cruel person. You deliberately spread the news and led us into the trap you set."

"Cruel, too cruel, Sun Dong, you are really cruel. In order to make the ginseng doll transform, you are actually going to kill all of us who are in the God-making Realm here."

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The warriors trapped in the formation were all filled with despair.

But no matter how they shouted for mercy, or roared and cursed, the ending was the same.

That is, they died in the attack of the Spirit Pattern Blood Spider and the formation.

"The Blue Dragon will be in chaos, and those disappeared emperors will soon return. Although you are gods, you will only fall in this chaotic world. It is better to use your blood to water this medicine king and help it transform so that I can go to the next level!"

Sun Dong looked at the killing below expressionlessly and murmured.

What does it matter if hundreds or thousands of God-making realms die? As long as he can get the 'Ginseng King', he will surely step into the Great Emperor in the shortest possible time.

A Great Emperor is much more valuable than thousands of God-making realms.

The Azure Dragon will be in chaos, and the killing calamity will rise. Without the cultivation of the Great Emperor, in such a chaotic world, one can only go with the flow, without any chance to compete for great luck.

If one does not have luck, does not control the Azure Dragon, and does not enter the starry sky, how can one be qualified to compete for the top of the Great Dao.

In the distance, Su Chen stood there, his eyes flashed lightly, sweeping across Sun Dong.

Indistinctly, he could feel the bloody and cold momentum of Sun Dong.

That was the madness of using any means to achieve the goal.

"If the Tao is different, we cannot make plans together."

Su Chen murmured softly in his heart.

This sentence destined him and Sun Dong to make different choices.

The two will have a shocking battle on the road to the Great Dao.

In the late stage of martial arts, every enemy encountered has its own strengths.

Su Chen would not look down on anyone, nor would he belittle himself.

"Master, the power of the trapped formation is about to be activated!"

The voice of the little fire phoenix came into his ears, interrupting Su Chen's meditation.

With a loud bang.

A thick purple smoke suddenly rose from the land where the ginseng doll grew.

Purple air came from the east for three thousand miles!

Bang!

When all the purple air erupted, it turned into chains and immediately imprisoned those god-making masters.

"No, this is the legendary purple light divine chain, which can only be refined by the "Ancient Mo Sect" of the Great Chu Empire. How can your Sun family have it?"

In the crowd, an old man with gray hair exclaimed.

Great Chu Empire, Ancient Mo Sect.

This is a sect that is good at refining various strange magic weapons, and its strength is very terrifying.

It is rumored that this sect has a dragon tower, which was refined by the sages of the Ancient Mo Sect and has long been born with spiritual wisdom. This tower has the power to kill the emperor, which is quite terrifying.

The status of the Ancient Mo Sect in the Great Chu Empire is much higher than that of the four major families in the Great Qin Empire. It is unknown how the Sun family got in touch with the people of the Great Chu Empire.

Now, the "Purple Light Chain" that is showing its power on the field is an exclusive treasure that can only be refined by the Ancient Mo Sect, which can imprison all warriors below the Wheel of Reincarnation.

"Ancient Mo Sect, Purple Light Chain, it seems that the person who makes me feel threatened is likely to be from the Great Chu Empire."

Su Chen's eyes narrowed, and he immediately smelled a dangerous breath from the appearance of these purple light chains.

However, soon, a special smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"If it is really the enemy of the Ancient Mo Sect, it will be interesting!"

Su Chen murmured in his heart.

The people of the Ancient Mo Sect are good at refining various magic weapons. If they can be captured, he can let this person help him refine the old man, Master Ku Yan, into a puppet.

Moreover, it is a puppet of the magic weapon level.

Although Su Chen could do it by himself with the help of the bone needle, it would be too time-consuming and laborious.

Now, there are many crises in the knife tomb, and there is not enough time and effort, so he can only find a helper to do this.

"People of Gu Mo Sect, don't let me down!"

Su Chen's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance.

Sun Dong didn't know that the helper he had finally found had been targeted by Su Chen.

At this time, everyone's eyes were all focused on the trapped formation.

There.

All kinds of corpses and broken bones were scattered all over the ground.

From a distance, it looked like a doomsday scene.

The top of Zhongtian Peak is now desolate.

The earth cracked, the grass and trees died, black smoke billowed, and the air of death lingered.

The screams that were originally very shrill have gradually subsided.

Ever since the Sun family used the "Purple Light Chain" of the Ancient Mo Sect, this group of people have become lambs to be slaughtered, and they no longer have the power to resist.

"Ah... Sun Dong, even if you really make the ginseng doll transform, you can't withstand the calamity of the ginseng king's fire!"

The last scream echoed.

Bang!

The old man with gray hair gritted his teeth and exploded directly.

The power of a great master who has achieved the great perfection of creating the sky to explode is quite terrifying.

A rumbling sound was heard.

Various lights of destruction gushed out and rushed towards the ginseng doll frantically.

Burn together!

This old man chose to burn together before his death!

What a pity.

His resistance was meaningless.

Sun Dong watched this scene, his face still without any ripples.

"How can the power of ants shake the sky!"

As he shouted softly, the light of the trapped formation surged towards the ginseng doll.

In less than a blink of an eye.

These lights fell with a roar, turning into a layer of black and white light curtain, directly blocking the shock wave of the old man's self-explosion.

The earth was still roaring.

The storm was still roaring.

The blood was still flashing.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that a sad song sounded and spread.

Miserable and sad.

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