Many Great Powers had seen the Zhu Xian Sword Formation more than once, but none had ever seen it take this form—or become this terrifying!
"Heh heh..." Ren grinned fiercely. Killing intent wrapped around him, making him look like a demon crawled out of Hell. "This is the Zhu Xian Sword Formation—the real Zhu Xian Sword Formation! If you want to kill me, let's see whether you can withstand this strike! Zhu Xian Sword Formation—Killing Dao!"
At that moment, Ren charged!
He knew the young monk before him was far stronger than he was.
He knew the young monk could crush him with a single finger.
He knew the young monk could kill him with ease.
Even so, Ren dared to attack. He dared to face the young monk head-on!
Defeat at the hands of someone stronger was nothing to fear. The real terror was losing the will to fight and the resolve to grow stronger!
Even if it killed him, Ren would attack!
With the Slaughtering Heart forged from the Four Zhu Xian Swords, his grasp of the heart of the Slaughter Dao, and the Killing Sword that had shaken the Primordial World, Ren charged without looking back!
Clang...
At that moment, the sky turned bloodred!
At that moment, endless Slaughter Sword Aura poured forth, forming a sea of blood across the heavens!
At that moment, its razor edge seemed to cross the rivers of time and space, like killing intent emerging from destiny itself!
At that moment, everyone in the Primordial World felt a terrible chill rising from deep within!
Countless people watched, desperate to see how it would end!
Wrapped in Sword Aura, the young monk felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet. Sensing the threat of death, he unleashed a technique. "**Dream Golden