1080 Jun Haoâs death (10)
In the air, more than 20 figures stood against the wind.
He Feixiang was standing in front of the group of people.
His powerful aura covered the entire sky, causing the blue sky to be covered by dark clouds.
âHeâs a mid God!â
Qing Yiâs expression changed.
âwhatâs a middle god?â Bai ZhangFeng turned to look at Qing Yi in confusion, frowning.
for example, those of you who have just broken through to the deity world are earth deities. After that, there are mid deities, high deities, Mystic deities, overlords, and true deities.
bai zhangfeng and the others were slightly stunned. they didnât expect that there would be so many levels above the divine level. moreover, the lady in green said that the leaderâs strength was at the mid-deity level?
how could he fight a battle that was one level higher?
They had no chance of winning at all.
However, even if they had no chance of winning, they had to drag on!
âyou are the ones who killed my son?â He Feixiang looked down at the crowd from above. His slightly narrowed eyes were filled with ruthlessness.
Xiao Mi shook its huge body and stood up.âI killed your son, so what? That bastard dared to bully my masterâs family, he should die!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
boom!
He Feixiang was so angry that he pressed down on Xiao Mi like a giant mountain.
under this heavy aura, xiao mi only felt that his bones were being crushed. he gritted his teeth and held on. every time he almost fell to the ground, he would forcefully support himself up.
âXiao Mi!â
Qing Yiâs face turned pale with fright and hurriedly walked to Xiao MIâs side to support its body.
Her cold eyes looked up at he Feixiang, who was wearing a white robe.
âHmph!â He Feixiang snorted. what did my son do wrong? did you kill him? â And now, he was still unrepentant! Today, Iâm going to take revenge for my son!â
However, what he Feixiang didnât expect was that there were so many God-level Masters on this continent. No wonder his son died here.
It seemed that he had underestimated this mainland. Otherwise, he would never have sent his own son here and even killed him.
âYour son has killed so many innocent people, and he even wants to slaughter the entire continent. Is he not in the wrong?â
Qing Yi laughed coldly, his laughter was filled with sarcasm.
âHahaha!â
He Feixiang laughed out loud. His maniacal laughter echoed in every corner of the Holy Land and did not stop for a long time.
âHow can the lives of a group of ants be compared to my sonâs life? My son massacred the entire continent under my orders. He didnât do anything wrong! On the contrary, itâs you guys who are unforgivable!â
How could these peopleâs lives be compared to his sonâs? Even if all the people on the continent were added up, they would not be as valuable as his sonâs life!
Spirit Master, â an old man behind him made an obeisance and said to he Feixiang, â I feel that these people are just trying to stall for time. Thereâs no need for us to waste any more time on them. Letâs just kill them.
He Feixiang nodded indifferently. His blood-stained eyes swept across everyone present.
today, I, he Feixiang, will slaughter the entire continent. I will use the blood of all the people on this continent to pay tribute to my son!
As soon as he Feixiang finished speaking, the group of God-level Masters behind him began to move.
Chu ran saw that a battle was inevitable. He took a deep breath and immediately drew his sword. His body was like the wind as he charged towards the spirit realm experts.
The wind blew, and the sand danced.