The storm destroyed the entire deserted city, all the buildings were razed to the ground, and only a few areas were still stubbornly resisted by the wrath of the sword.

When the storm died still, the blades dissipated, and the drifting blood mist recondensed, converging into seven rivers, all pouring into the giant sword hanging in mid-air, and dust, rubble, and tattered limbs rained down like a curtain of dust.

The seven sword rays that had devoured the blood of tens of thousands of warriors and demon beasts finally calmed down, turning into seven quaint sword bodies that were quietly suspended in mid-air, with different styles but exuding a strong blood and evil aura.

"It's over?" Tang Qing stared at the ancient sword in the sky, and while his heart was palpitating, a touch of greed grew in his heart, as if something was calling him.

Tang Bayi slapped him on the back of the head and roared, "You're crazy, don't look at them!"

Tang Hao continued to remain vigilant: "These ancient swords are a bit evil, I think...... It's not over yet!"

At this time, the surviving martial king-level powerhouses appeared in some parts of the deserted city one after another, and they crawled out of the ruins, wolves were unbearable, and they all trembled with the rest of their lives. But when they stared at the sky, they all revealed greed similar to Tang Qing, and some people couldn't hold back this feeling and rushed into the air as if they were crazy, wanting to snatch them for themselves.

Outcome......

"Ah!!" A martial king suddenly let out a terrible scream at the moment when he held the handle of the sword, and his majestic body quickly dried up, looking like a balloon from a distance. The man screamed and struggled violently, but his body was firmly sucked on the handle of the sword, and in a short moment, the screams stopped, and there was no flesh and blood, cracked and shriveled, and his body quickly crumbled, turning into dust and falling with the wind.

"Shhhh

"It's so ruthless!!What the hell is this?" Tang Ba grinned secretly, the dignified Martial King was sucked clean like this? Fortunately, he didn't rush up just now!

A violent explosion suddenly occurred somewhere in the deserted city, thick smoke and dust scattered and rolled in all directions, and an arrogant laugh resounded in the sky: "Haha, the Seven Killing Sword rebuilds the sky, I Mutuwa thank you!"

"That's the Red God? Sure enough, they did it!" Tang Ba's face was furious, but he quickly came back to his senses, suppressed his impulse, glanced at Tang Qing and Tang Hao, protected the unconscious Tang Yan and the three of them, and cautiously evacuated into the distance, no matter what happened here, they were unwilling to continue to mix.

"Red God!!You are declaring war on the three empires in the south of the border!" Somewhere in the ruins, the imperial royal family members who survived by luck glared angrily, but they did not dare to act rashly.

"Whoever wants revenge, just come to me, our red gods will accompany you to the end!!" Mutuwa appeared in front of a blood-red killing sword more than three meters long, fascinated by its quaint and atmospheric size.

A middle-aged beautiful woman who was also of the martial honor level appeared in front of a silver killing sword as slender as a snake, and was also deeply attracted by its perfect appearance.

"Clara!" Mutuis called to the middle-aged beautiful woman, the two looked at each other, took a deep breath, and at the same time grabbed the killing sword in front of them, and in an instant, a strong tearing force poured out from the hilt of the sword, as if it was holding some kind of demon beast, not a sword.

The two of them had already prepared, allowing them to suck their own essence and blood, and using their spiritual power to wrap them and control them, and the rest of the Red God members were guarded around them, waiting for them.

"Damn! go!" All the surviving forces left with hatred, they consumed too much to withstand a bigger toss, not to mention that there were two great Venerables in the Red God, and they were not qualified to provoke.

After the storm ended, five figures approached from a distance across the space, and the vast aura enveloped the passing area like a torrent, and it was the arrival of a supreme powerhouse!

They are a mysterious organization that collaborates with the Red Gods, and they have come for the other five killing swords.

But before they arrived, an old man in the depths of the ruins slowly stood up, took a deep breath of his pipe, and grabbed the void of his dry right hand, and a strong suction force instantly enveloped one of the purple killing swords.

The purple killing sword trembled violently, as if it was about to struggle, but it couldn't break free and fell sharply.

"Who is it?" The members of the Red God were secretly frightened, wanting to chase but not caring about the horror of these killing swords, let alone alarming Mutuwa and Clara, who were immersed in the confession of the Lord.

The surviving forces were secretly frightened, and there were even hidden masters nearby? They stopped one after another, staring intently at the dusty old man, wanting to see how he had been sucked into the essence blood and died, and secretly expecting him to be able to control him.

"Thunderfall, the old man has been waiting for you for many years!" The old man who smoked a dry cigarette held the purple long sword that flew down, the sword body was bent and agile, as if it had a fresh life, and the whole body was glowing with a purple brilliance like thunder and lightning, cold and sharp!

The Thunderfall Sword slammed into his hands, and he also frantically sucked the old man's essence blood, and the old man's arm dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the entire body.

The old man who smoked dry cigarettes still looked indifferent, as if he didn't notice the pain, he smoked dry cigarettes, let Lei Cheng suck blood, and strolled towards the psychedelic forest in the distance, seemingly walking very slowly, but it seemed to shrink into inches, and disappeared from everyone's sight silently.

Mutuis and Clara finally took control of their respective swords, trying to track down the old man but couldn't find him.

"Let's go!" the survivors did not hesitate to flee the rubble.

Now everyone understands that this is a killing game deliberately created by the Red God, and they are all pawns in it! This news must be spread, so that the Red God will become the public enemy of the entire border south region, and will be wanted by the three empires.

It didn't take long for five figures wrapped in white mist to step into the air from a distance, looking at the only four remaining killing swords, and their tone was not good: "Mutuwa, you broke the agreement!!

"It was taken by an old man, just now! If you had come half a step earlier, you might have been able to catch it. Mutuwa felt the surging aura of the blood sword, and the killing intent in his eyes surged, and he had a kind of confidence that he was not afraid of any opponent.

"Old man, it's impossible! At the beginning of the unsealing of the Seven Killing Sword, it will devour tens of millions of essence blood, and it will automatically recognize the venerable powerhouse as a threat and eradicate it with all its might, it is impossible to leave the martial venerable level here!"

"Hurry up and hand it over, our previous agreement is still valid. Otherwise, no one in the world will be able to protect you!"

Mutuis has always had a fiery temper, and at this moment he roared: "Think about it with your watery brains, I hide? Where can I hide? Who would dare to bang them except me and Clara?"

"Believe it or not," said Clara, "it's a weird old man who smokes a dry cigarette, probably some hidden old monster. ”

A white mist suddenly swung out of the ice mist, enveloping the two members of the Red God team, and suddenly there was a terrible scream, as if they were suffering a great pain.

"You ......," Mutois furious.

The white mist quickly let go of the two men, and a resentful voice came out. "That's right, it's a strange old man who smokes dry tobacco, but it's a pity that he escaped. ”

"You can't escape him, unless he doesn't use the Thunderfall Sword for the rest of his life, once he uses it, other killing swords will be able to sense its existence. The other four clouds of white mist no longer hesitated, and each shrouded a killing sword, and began to recognize the main control.

At the same time, the Northern Wilderness of the Great Zhou Empire, the Spirit King's Mansion!

King Zhou Ling paced back and forth anxiously, for so many years, it was rare for this kind of eagerness to appear, but now...... He was desperate to know the details of the deserted city cemetery.

"Lord Wang, you seem to be more anxious than me. In the dark part of the study, an old man in a white robe slowly walked out, his skin was dry and pale, even if he was smiling, it was still difficult to hide his ruthlessness from the inside out.

King Zhou Ling smiled and said, "I'm a little excited, this is the first step in our plan, if there is an accident, ......"

"Don't worry, the prince is in the plan, the Seven Killing Sword is a desolate ancient murderous thing, with a simple spiritual wisdom, it has been sealed for endless years, this liberation will definitely be very irritable, and the strong people in the entire deserted city cemetery will be reduced to their food. Especially the powerful who are honorable, and they bear the brunt of the sacrifice. ”

"Then I'll congratulate you in advance!"

The old man smiled silently: "It should be our congratulations to the prince, this deserted city plan kills three birds with one stone, you can get the Seven Killing Sword, and you can eradicate the strength of the royal family, and the most important thing is to take this opportunity to trigger a melee between the three empires in the south of the border, and pave the way for our second plan." But I want to remind the prince that the more you get to the last moment, the more you can't be in a hurry. ”

"Don't worry, I've endured it for more than ten years, and I still care about these ten months?"

"In some details, there is no room for sloppiness, and sometimes, it is likely to be a small accident that brings unimaginable losses. What do you say, Lord Wang!"

King Zhou Ling understood what the old man meant: "Don't worry, I will deal with it over there of the Tang family." ”

"That's good, we believe in the ability of the prince, but ...... The Northern Wasteland is your foundation, but the Giant Elephant City is always out of control, so you can take this opportunity to plan a good one. Lord, we will do our best to assist the prince to ascend to the throne, and I hope that the prince will remember our agreement. ”