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Chapter 597: 40. A Thought Becomes a Devil, and the Devil

Swallows All Directions (7198 Words-Thank the Alliance Master

Translator: 549690339

The saber and spear collided, and the violent airflow caused the Heavenly Dragon’s back to shake.

The heavy armored cavalry were like spears. As the number of soldiers increased, the strength of the spears also increased.

The force of the spear pushed the saber,

He pushed the person holding the knife.

Xia Ji held the saber and felt a tremendous force coming from the opposite side. His Dharmakaya was powerful, but it was suppressed here. His real Dharmakaya was the source of the Fire Tribulation that was getting further and further away from the human world. Moreover, all the soldiers of the enemy had Dharmakaya. In the end, he did not have the intention to kill these people under the black helmets.

He thought, ” These people deserve to die. ” ” These people are just weapons.

These people have families. ‘

Therefore, his mental strength was not firm, and he was pushed back by the gradually increasing spear force.

The surface of the bridge and his scales produced a violent friction, causing an ear-piercing noise and fire.

As soon as he stepped back, Miao Miao screamed. Little Su swayed, and everything in front of her becblurry. She fell onto the bridge under everyone’s loud shouts. She could not see north, south, east, or west. She could not see the river or the sky. She only felt like a small boat swaying in the raging waves.

“What’s wrong?” Little Su asked blankly.

No one answered…She heard a voice in the distance.

“Kill him!”

“Kill them!”

“He’s retreating!” “He can’t take it anymore!”

“Kill him!”

The shouts from the other side were like thunder and firecrackers.

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It was accompanied by violent and mixed powers that cfrom the distance.

Xia Ji swept his gaze across the cavalry in front of him. He seemed to see the apparitions of the gods behind the countless lives.

Yes.

As always.

There would always be big shots looking down on the mortal world, fooling the people who had already suffered in this world, and there would always be the weak waving their blades at the weaker ones.

Then …

He stopped in his tracks.

The power of the spear on the other side was still increasing, becoming stronger and stronger. Clearly, more and more soldiers were joining the ranks. The terrifying power of the world condensed into this spear, pushing all the power on the other side to kill.

Even so, the spear was still blocked.

Xia Ji did not take another step back.

Miao Miao and Little Su were already sitting on the ground. On the swaying bridge, they looked like they were about to fall into the Ruoshui River. Sof the people behind him had already fallen into the water, while others had been killed by the force coming from the opposite side.

Miao Miao screamed, trying to maintain her balance, but she held onto Little Su’s hand tightly.

Then …

“Why should I hesitate?”

The thirty-foot-long black-armored flgiant held the thirty-foot-long saber and raised its head, letting out a soft sigh.

The three-foot-long saber was still holding the long spear that stretched for who knew how many miles.

The enormous power reached a certain balance here, and many attacks continued.

Many forces attacked Xia Ji, but they were blocked by Fan Tian Cui Zhi and the others, who retaliated.

The spear could no longer move.

On the back of the heavenly dragon, the scene froze.

A saber blocked the long spear.

Xia Ji closed his eyes…

His Dao heart suddenly trembled.

No matter what excuse, killing was still killing.

No matter how he tried to explain, killing was ultimately evil.

When a chivalrous man is angry, he will kill every ten steps. He is worthy of righteousness.

General, you have fought hundreds of battles and died thousands of miles away. You are worthy of the country.

In that case, would he have no shin slaughtering the people who were standing opposite him and used by the enemy? Would he have no shin slaughtering the people who had their families?

He taught people not to turn to evil, but what was he doing now?

But he had no choice.

He had no choice but to kill.

Yes.

“This world pushed you forward. This fate made you chere. It made you destined to do things that go against your will.

Xia Ji closed his eyes.

Under this extremely powerful force, he took another step forward.

Thousands of steel torrents retreated.

It was raining.

Xiao Yu.

It was rainy in late spring.

Rain fell from the sky, staining the mortal world and falling into the mud.

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The rain on the long bridge made it even more slippery.

Xia Ji took a step forward and looked at the vast number of enemies and living beings in front of him. He could no longer hear Little Ming’s voice. His power…

Then every day, like the gentlest gentleman reading quietly,

Even though that power was suppressed, it was still five million Dharma Forms. It was the ominous omen that had suppressed him for five hundred years. It was the source flof extryang and heat. It was unimaginable, the power of the tenth and eleventh realm.

“Kill! ”

He brought with him endless killing intent as he slashed out.

The spear that spanned dozens of miles broke from the middle.

The knife went forward.

Mixed, complex, gray, scorching, and strange saber light was like an energy that could destroy all matter.

With one slash, the life in front of him was reduced to ashes.

With another slash, the terrifying airflow either devoured the life in front of him or slapped the person opposite him and sent him falling off the bridge.

One slash, killing.

One slash, slaughter.

Xia Ji flew out, his body like a vigorous demonic dragon. With his swift blade, he charged into the formation, slaughtered, and massacred as Little Ming roared excitedly.

In the terrifying saber light.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The voice was wailing.

The person who fell into the water fell into the weak water under the bridge and drowned helplessly.

Terrifying, dark.

Corpses and remains were everywhere.

On the other side, many people began to transform their avatars. For a moment, all kinds of strange avatars appeared.

But what was the use?

In front of a Dharmakaya of Xia Ji’s level, everything was like a fish on the chopping board that he could slaughter at will..