"Stop, Wu Wudi, we are the Tianjiao of the Peacock Clan, are you trying to live with us?! Don't stop quickly, so there may be a chance for relaxation."
At this time, a group of Peacock Clan Tianjiao looked stern, trying to intimidate Xia Ping severely and found a chance to escape. They knew that the magic weapon in this kid's hand was terrible and could hurt the soul.
Therefore, they don't want to die in Xia Ping's hands and cause them heavy losses.
"I told you a long time ago, don't do it, but if you don't listen, this is the end of disobedience. If you don't hurt you, you don't understand this principle." Xia Ping held the pen of reincarnation and lightly touched the void.
Boom!
This white ray of light instantly penetrated the large array arranged by many Peacock Clan Tianjiao, shattered like glass, and at the same time produced a terrible backlash.
In the next second, this group of Peacock Clan Tianjiao let out a scream, and they were all killed by Samsara.
The Samsara Pen also swallowed some of the soul energy they left behind, and it seemed to be growing.
"Stop, Wu Wudi, we are innocent. We are onlookers who have no grievances against you. Don't do anything against us." A group of onlookers yelled, indicating that they are innocent. They were just watching and did not deal with it. Wu Wudi means.
Seeing batches of Tianjiao dying, they were frightened to the extreme at this moment, for fear that Xia Ping would act on them and die unfavorably, causing fish ponds.
"Innocent? No snowflake is innocent during the avalanche. Why don't you understand this?"
Xia Ping sighed.
The reincarnation pen in his hand blasted upwards, shot and killed with cold light, intertwined in the void, forming a large net of death, cutting everything and shattering the void.
Bang bang bang! ! !
All Tianjiao hiding around was killed by the town. Even if they tried to hide in the building, it was useless. A pen instantly tore a building and split his body in half.
Thousands of people were killed in just one breath.
"Spare me, don't kill me, as long as you are willing to let me go, I swear immediately, I will retreat and never deal with you again in the future." Seeing Xia Ping's fierce power, killing Jindan is like killing a chicken. , Many Tianjiao was so scared that they lost half of their courage, quickly begging for mercy, hoping to survive.
"Retreat? No, it's better for you to die, so even if you want to deal with me, there is nothing to do. And you swear to be like farting, who can believe it."
Xia Ping was merciless, like a tiger entering a flock.
As long as the reincarnation pen shook slightly, a ray of light shot out, no matter where they were hiding, no matter what magical power they displayed, they would be instantly penetrated and annihilated.
This land was severely peared by this force and completely destroyed. Countless buildings were destroyed. The land was full of pits and pits, just like the surface of the moon.
And these people begging for mercy were quickly wiped out and disappeared into the virtual network.
"Ah, this peerless demon is cruel and inhumane."
"Fight with him, smash to the end, I don't believe that the mana in him is endless."
"Yes, we are so many and powerful, and we can pile him up, even if we have sacred artifacts in our hands."
"Even if we beg for mercy now, this demon will never let us go. In that case, then even if I die, I have to bite off a piece of his flesh."
All the Tianjiao gritted their teeth and regarded death as home. Now even if they want to beg for mercy, this demon will not let go of themselves. If so, then fight with him, and bite this kid if they die.
"Want to work hard? You won't die until the Yellow River."
Seeing this scene, Xia Ping shook his head and said: "If you are desperately useful, what do you need a genius to do, and what do you want a saint to do?!"
Boom~~
In an instant, the mana of his whole body was instilled on the Samsara Pen, and every hair burst out with a white sacred light, as if it had inspired thousands of sword auras.
Xia Ping held the Reincarnation Pen, and the pen moved away from the dragon and snake, swaying in the void.
Suddenly, a huge landscape painting was outlined. This is a map of the country and the mountains, showing hundreds of thousands of mountains, countless rivers, deserts, valleys, and even various birds and beasts in the depths of the mountains, which are lifelike.
This level of realism is simply a world resurrection.
Boom!
With a light wave from him, this map of Jiangshan Sheji rolled down from the void, covering a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers, like a small world hitting Panwu City.
When this picture scroll descended on the earth, the mountains and rivers on it instantly turned into countless sword auras, strangling crazily, piercing the void, and shattering the ages.
Bang bang bang! ! !
All the Tianjiao were caught off guard and screamed sternly. Their bodies were like rags, pierced easily, dripping with blood, and there were broken limbs everywhere.
No matter how these people beg for mercy, how desperately they are, or how angry they are, Xia Ping holds the pen of reincarnation, as if he is the hell who judges the lives and deaths of the heavens and the races, standing high and reaping his lives.
Boom boom boom! ! !
The roar of war drums also sounded in the entire Panwu City, and every impact was extremely fierce, impassioned, and exuding an extremely tragic atmosphere.
This battle lasted for an hour. Almost all people in a radius of one hundred thousand li were extinct. Almost half of Panwu City was destroyed by this battle. There were debris and pits everywhere.
As for the battle center, the only building that can stand upright is the Panwu Trial Tower. The white giant tower seems to be immortal. No matter what happens, it cannot be shaken and remains immortal.
Enemies such as the Western Universe and Southern Universe, who were originally extremely angry, were able to continuously send masters in to fight Xia Ping, but now they dare not send anyone in.
Because of this battle, at least tens of millions of people died, and I don't know how many Tianjiao were beheaded.
Moreover, Wu Wudi's aura hasn't weakened at all. Not only has it not weakened, it seems that the more he fights, the stronger he is, this is a super monster that can't be killed.
They also quickly woke up, it is estimated that when their reinforcements are all dead, this kid's mana has not been completely consumed.
Perhaps the way to deal with this kid is to use the sacred artifact.
The problem is that the use of the sacred artifact is a big problem, and it can't be used without the consent of many elders.
Even if they want to have a meeting now, it is too late.
This also made them never dare to send anyone over to die.
"No one dared to come anymore?"
Xia Ping was holding a pen of reincarnation, standing on a barren land, a smell of loneliness like snow, it seemed that no one dared to fight him, and killed the group of enemies with fear.
However, this battle also gave him a lot of benefits, allowing the pen to consume a lot of soul energy.
"Let's go."
Xia Ping broke away from the virtual network as soon as he moved his mind. Since no one dared to come again, he didn't need to stay here. This time, his goals had been achieved.