Chapter 1080: The death of Jun Hao (10)

In the void, more than twenty figures stood facing the wind.
In front of the group of people was He Feixiang.
His huge aura was overwhelming, and the entire blue sky was enveloped by a dark cloud.
"He is in the realm of the Middle God!"
Tsing Yi's face changed drastically.
"What is Zhongshen?" Bai Changfeng turned his head to look at Xian Qingyi in confusion, frowning slightly.
"For example, the one you just broke into the God Realm is the Earth God, and then there are Middle Gods, Upper Gods, Profound Gods, Lords, and True Gods."
Bai Changfeng and the others were slightly taken aback. They did not expect that there were so many levels above the gods, and the girl in Tsing Yi said that the strength of the leader is in the gods?
How to fight this entire battle that spans the first order?
They have no chance of winning at all.
However, even if there is no chance of winning, they must delay!
"It's you people who killed my son?" He Feixiang looked down at the people below condescendingly, and his slightly squinted eyes showed a ruthless look.
Xiao Mi shook her huge body and stood up: "I killed your son, so what? That dares to bully my master's relatives, he deserves to die!"
boom!
He Feixiang rose in anger, like a huge mountain pressing against Xiao Mi.
Under this heavy aura, Xiao Mi only felt that his bones were crushed. He clenched his teeth to hold on hard, and every time he almost lay on the ground, he was strongly supported by him... …
"Mi!"
Tsing Yi was shocked, and hurriedly walked to Xiao Mi's side and held her body.
She cast her cold eyes to the sky and fell on He Feixiang in the white robe.
"Humph!" He Feixiang snorted coldly, "What's wrong with my son? You hurt his life? I still don't repent! Today, I will avenge my son!"
However, what He Feixiang didn't expect was that there were so many gods in this continent, no wonder his son would die here.
It seems that at that time, he really underestimated this continent, otherwise, he would never have sent his own son to come and let him die.
"Your son has killed so many innocent people and even wanted to massacre the entire continent. Isn't he wrong?"
Tsing Yi sneered, the laughter was ironic.
"Hahaha!"
He Feixiang laughed frantically, and the frantic laughter spread in every corner of the holy place, staying for a long time.
"The fate of a group of ants is worthy of comparison with the fate of my son? It is my order for my son to slaughter the mainland. He did nothing wrong! On the contrary, it is you, the sin is unforgivable!"
The fate of these people deserves to be compared with the fate of his son? Even if the people of the entire continent add up, they can't compare with his son's fate!
"Spirit Lord," an old man behind him arched his fists and said to He Feixiang, "I feel that these people want to delay time. We don't need to talk nonsense with them, just kill them."
He Feixiang nodded indifferently, and his eyes swept over everyone present.
"Today, I, He Feixiang, will slaughter this entire continent and use the blood of everyone in the continent to pay tribute to my son!"
As soon as He Feixiang's words fell, the group of gods behind him already moved...
Chu Ran saw that a battle was inevitable, he took a deep breath, and then violently withdrew the long sword from his waist, body like the wind, and rushed towards the group of spiritual masters.
The wind gusts and the dust dances.