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Was the momentum of thirty supreme Saints mobilized at once something one could imagine?
The land seemed to be submerged in viscous, raging killing intent and all sorts of soul-shattering dao sounds.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers collapsed without a sound[1]!
It created a kind of atmosphere that struck despair into even True Saints. As for those below the Saint stage, they would have no chance of survival if even a breath of this atmosphere were to sweep through them.
In this oppressive, murderous environment, Lin Xun waved his sleeve and took to the air.
Clang!
The Yuantu Sword had been accumulating momentum for this moment. With a stirring chant that sounded like an eager cheer to feast on Saints’ blood, it released a ferocious killing aura.
“You want to test me out? With just this number of people?”
As his cynical laughter echoed in the sky, Lin Xun strode forth. With obscure lights streaming around his tall and slender figure and a chilling cold light flashing in his eyes, he looked like a demon god.
“Seeking death!”
“Come and accept your death, you maniac!”
“Attack!”
In a burst of shouts, the thirty supreme Saints charged forth in a fan-shape formation, wielding all sorts...
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