Chapter 1000

It's terrible. It's terrible.

A few years later, those who survived the scene still felt deep terror.

Ding Yi's sword array is like a Markham heavy machine gun, which appears in front of the aborigines. Life is being harvested by him, and the crowd is being cut down like straw.

A sea of corpses, a river of blood, means now.

Henggu suffered the most serious blow in history.

One face to face, hundreds of people fell to the ground.

Because they didn't meet Ding Yi at all.

They rush up one after another, and all kinds of magic powers and magic weapons rush to Ding Yi.

But Ding Yi defends himself with Qianjin array, and the seven kill sword array is far away.

All the people just focus on killing Ding Yi first, and no one pays attention to Ding Yi's seven kill sword array.

As a result, the seven kill sword array showed great power. One sword array strangled the corpses lying on the ground.

When they realized that they wanted to break Ding Yi's sword array for several times, Ding Yi's 49 swords were scattered in all directions and rushed into the crowd.

It's like forty-nine Ding Yi, who joined the army of five thousand people.

Just in mid air, they can attack Ding Yi's sword array with hundreds of hands.

Now Ding Yi's 49 swords are scattered among the crowd and tightly intertwined with their people. They can't join hands to explode just like they did just now. If they want to join hands, they will explode their own people.

"Puchi"

"Dangdang"

Forty nine swordsmanship crisscrossed in the crowd, reaping life, and the elite disciples of henggu college were killed.

People, including the dean and all the real kings, almost vomited blood.

This is equivalent to 49 Ding Yi slaughtering in the crowd all at once, but they can't gather forces to encircle and suppress.

Because it's just a sword.

Ding Yi uses his mind to control and slaughters everywhere. The crowd wants to explode this sword, but finds that there are his own people all around.

"Sword, blow him up."

"I can't see it."

"Ah, my feet."

"Behind you, behind you."

Ding Yi's sword went up and down. When it was the lowest, it fell directly to the ground. It kept changing its position. It was hard to fight against the constant ancients. It couldn't face it at all. It had to retreat step by step.

More than 5000 people, like the eternal elites of the army, were forced by Ding Yi to retreat step by step, with casualties everywhere.

"Brute, brute --" misfortune really king see is gall liver want to crack.

These are the elite disciples of henggu. Although henggu has a large number of talents, such heavy casualties have not been seen for a long time.

In particular, they were beaten like this by an earth man in their college, and the whole henggu college had no face.

"It's more ferocious than Jiang Shen. This kind of scum is not allowed by heaven." The dean is also furious. Originally, he wanted to surrender Ding Yi and hurt the resistance of the earth's holy star, but now he is about to vomit blood.

"You six, hold on. I'm going to kill him. I can't stand it." Qianqiu Zhenjun is even more furious. He didn't hurt Ding Yi with just one blow. Now he's watching Ding Yi slaughter, and his whole body is smoking.

"No, the tomb is flying away." At this time, the eight real Jun exclaimed.

Buzzing, the tomb of the seven real kings is rising slowly.

How could that be? The seven real kings feel that the resistance of the tomb is getting stronger and stronger. If it goes on like this, it will be impossible to suppress it.

The dean's figure sighed. Originally, he wanted to kill Ding Yi with a sacrificial instrument. However, if the tomb was not suppressed, he would fly away. When the special envoy of the celestial kingdom came down, he would be furious.

"Our court is going to sacrifice immortal utensils to suppress the tomb. Go out and kill him immediately."

"It's the dean." All the true gentlemen drank in unison.

"The wheel of the heavens, the golden tower of the world --" the Dean screamed, and his voice went straight into the cloud night, as if he had summoned something. A few seconds later.

Boom, from the endless void, a golden light through the clouds and down.

Everyone, this is the first time to see the true face of the fairy ware.

First, a brilliant shadow of golden light came down, and then slowly appeared.

Boom, a 12 storey pagoda appears. The pagoda is only the size of a tree, but it is like carrying a thousand worlds. After it falls on the tomb, the tomb booms and sinks again.

"Is this the fairyland artifact? The most precious gift to the president? " The six true kings were very excited and envious.

The whole body of this immortal ware is flowing gold. It is like a pagoda. Each layer of it is surrounded by a gold ring, which looks like a golden wheel. It is very dazzling and beautiful.

All of them don't know that the original form of this magic weapon is very famous in the fairyland. It is one of the top ten magic weapons in the fairyland as well as the eight robberies Hunyuan painting.

It's called "Zhutian Jinlun tower"

But this one in the dean's hand is a damaged artifact of Zhutian Jinlun pagoda. It's an inferior artifact.

Although it is a inferior immortal, it is almost invincible in the world, and its power is very terrible.

If the Dean calls him once, he will lose a lot of Xuanqi, so he will not call until he has to.

"I can only stand for five minutes. You should kill Shinho Zhitian in five minutes." With the voice of the president.

"I'll go." Bad luck, thousand years, Wuliang, and so on. Several real kings drink at the same time.

But see eight real Jun swish a step out, take the lead: "weave Tian letter and, accept life."

People see, here also need five real Jun, eight real Jun robbed first, not good to go so many people.

"Qianqiu, you go." The Dean knows that he is eager for revenge.

"Good" Qianqiu is very excited and rushes out. Just now, a move didn't break Ding Yi's defense. He doesn't accept it in his heart and goes crazy.

Two real kings came to Ding Yi's head in a flash.

"Zhitian Xinhe, even if you die today, you will be immortal." Qianqiuzhenjun went out slowly, but he was ahead of babuzhenjun.

"The great cause of a thousand years is now --" he breathed out, his breath exploded, and countless air currents, like countless meteors, each of which has nearly a hundred million horsepower.

Then they gathered on the palm of his hand and waved to Ding Yi. The words "Qianqiu" appeared in the sky.

His move was just like thunder and earth shaking, the sun and the moon collapsing, which was several times more terrible than the strike just now.

It's the exertion of absolute potential. He treats Ding Yi as a real master.

Moreover, he is extremely fierce. At this time, hundreds of people around Ding Yi are besieging him.

But his power is like the collapse of doomsday, regardless of the life or death of those elite disciples. Bang, bang, bang, the absolute force is crushing down. At the core of the scene, Zhenchuan students vomit blood and even explode.

The weak state and strength is direct death.

With the cruelty of Ning shacuo, he wants to kill Ding Yi.

The heart rate of the eight real Jun behind is accelerating. The reason why she does it is that she doesn't want to see Ding Yi die here.

But now see Qianqiu really Jun hand, completely feel Ding Yi can't resist.

But she couldn't help Ding Yi. Instead, she bit her teeth: "even if you want to die, it's better to die in my hands and let me make a great contribution. I'm sorry, Ding Yi."

"Death." Ba Bu Zhen Jun reaches out his hand in the air. Wow, the overwhelming fingerprints are like Ding Yi.

"Eight wasteland capture"

She only practiced one magic power, but she was not strong enough to think about.

Even if Ding Yi has magic weapons in her hand, she is sure to capture them, or even twist them in two.

No one will keep her hand, and no one dares to keep her. If she doesn't do her best, the Dean on the scene will surely see it.

These two real Jun a hand, thousands of people don't think Ding Yi can withstand.

"It's a pity that this earth man is going to die. He's also a genius."

"The peerless genius is a fart. I didn't hear from the dean. He relied on that immortal weapon to form the flying sword array."

"He is so cruel that he has killed many of us. He deserves to die."

"It's his honor to die in the hands of the two real kings."

"Let's go up together and call him sick to death."

Whoa, at the last moment, thousands of people in the audience are no longer in charge of Ding Yi's seven kill sword array. With concerted efforts, all the magic powers and magic weapons are roaring at Ding Yi.

This means that both sides are shooting at each other with guns. If you kill me, I will kill you too. No one cares about Ding Yi's sword.

Even if Ding Yi is slaughtering, they will all kill him.

This scene at this moment was later recorded in the historical records of henggu college.

Many people at the scene still remember what happened in a second after several years.

In the history of the college, not so many people attacked one person at the same time.

Including two real kings, thousands of students.

The magic weapons and supernatural powers of so many people form a raging sea, which encircles Ding Yi and his sword array. It turns dark all around, just like the coming of the end and the approaching of death.

Everyone thinks that Ding Yi will surely die. Such a terrorist attack, not to mention hitting one person, can blow up all of them, even if it is hitting a real king, PD star and the earth.

Even if Ding Yi turns into a star, he will be beaten into dross on the spot.

But.

The next moment.

Next second.

Time seemed to stop. All the attacks stopped in front of Ding Yi's Qianjin sword array.

Brush, the scene of the sword gas soared, the sword is flourishing, 64 flying sword light covered more than thousands of people's magic power and magic light.

No matter what the attack is, once in front of the sword array, all of them are twisted into pieces and turned into nothingness.

At the moment, there are so many people on the scene that they can only see that Ding Yi's sword formation is the most brilliant.

Immobility is like a mountain.

Ding Yi stood in the same place, motionless as a mountain. Thousands of people bombarded him, and all of them were resisted.

"What?" The five real kings in the distance are all looking at the gall liver to crack, can't believe.