Immemorial War God

The man in the painting mumbled. Without moving, all of the attacks that fell from the sky were completely eliminated. A powerful force shot straight into the sky!    

"Hiss!"    

When the people of the royal family saw this powerful force, they instantly froze on their faces. They stared with wide eyes in disbelief at this powerful force rushing towards them.    

"Run!"    

The next moment, everyone quivered and turned around to run. This attack was a direct threat to their lives. Without a doubt, there was no chance of survival if this attack landed on them!    

"AHH!"    

Miserable cries sounded, and those who had escaped turned around to look, only to see those under the eighth stage of Astral Soul Realm being smashed into smithereens under the attack of the person in the painting!    

"Hiss!"    

People above the eighth stage of Astral Soul Realm sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling as though every hair on their body was about to explode.    

"Boom!"    

In the center of the battle, there was a deafening noise as the attacks of the people in the painting all fell to the ground. Not a single person with a Astral Soul Realm of eight or higher had died, and none of the people with a Astral Soul Realm of eight or higher had survived!    

"Gulp, gulp."    

The fleeing crowd turned to look at the person in the painting. Their faces were pale and they swallowed their saliva in fear. That attack was terrifying. If they hadn't run fast enough, they might have been killed like those other people!    

"Damn it!"    

"Didn't you say that her attacks aren't f * cking strong? This power already has Astral Reaching Realm! "    

"F * ck, do you want to kill us?!"    

Immediately after, everyone looked at the person in the painting who had predicted the strength of the ninth level of Astral Soul Realm, and angrily cursed. If it were not for him guessing the strength of the person in the painting brazenly, they would not have lost so many people.    

The expression of the man with the ninth level of Astral Soul Realm darkened to the extreme. She had smacked her face, as he did not expect the person in the painting to be so powerful, which greatly exceeded his expectations.    

"What are you shouting for!" Hearing these people constantly berating him, this ninth level of Astral Soul Realm became angry from embarrassment and shouted explosively. The moment these people quieted down, their rage grew even more. They had killed so many people, nearly causing their deaths, yet they still had the face to be infuriated? How preposterous!    

"Her strength is a bit beyond our expectations, but do you think that you can escape her pursuit if you don't attack?" After looking at each other, their faces turned gloomy and they snorted. It was true, the person in the painting possessed the power of the Astral Reaching Realm, so whether they attacked or not was the same. On the contrary, attacking would drain the opponent's strength.    

"Then what should we do next?" Someone asked a question. The ninth level of the Astral Soul Realm who was speaking looked at the person in the painting with a gaze that showed a sense of benevolence. After a while, he said sinisterly:    

"Continue her attacks, she won't be able to attack more than a few times, as long as she consumes all of her energy to the Astral Soul Realm, she'll be dead for sure!"    

"What?"    

"Have you gone mad? Are you still attacking and sending yourself to your death?"    

"F * ck, I want to continue living."    

Just as the man with the ninth level of Astral Soul Realm finished speaking, the rest of them threw their hands up in protest, thinking that with some good advice, they would go up and attack? Are you kidding me? Going up to die? Wasn't one lesson enough?    

"If I want to attack you, I won't play with you!" One of them shouted coldly, turned around, and left.    

"Do you know what happens when you go back?"    

The figure of the person that left became sluggish as his face became unsightly. The result of going back like this was something even worse than death itself. More importantly, his entire family would be implicated.    

However, if he stayed here, he would only end up dying.    

"Everyone, listen to me for the last time. I will definitely not harm anyone. After all, I do not want to die either." Everyone looked at him as their expressions eased up. The words that the man said were true, and the most important thing was that he was also here, so there was no way he could get himself involved. Furthermore, this was the only way left to him.    

"Everyone continue to attack together, enlarge the encirclement. No matter how strong her attack is, we still have room to dodge. Attack without haste. As long as everyone works together, we will definitely succeed!"    

"What if she chooses to break them one by one?" When everyone heard this, their eyes flashed. One of them pondered for a moment before speaking up.    

"What are you afraid of? If she had the ability, she would have already caught up." This ninth level of Astral Soul Realm said with confidence.    

Everyone raised their eyebrows and nodded.    

"Attack!"    

whoosh whoosh whoosh *    

The group of people turned back once again, surrounding Mo Feng and the person in the painting.    

"Hmph."    

The people in the painting looked at her and sneered. They were truly too greedy. These people turning back was not beyond her expectations.    

"Enough, stop playing." Mo Feng shook his head slightly and said to the person in the picture. Right now, he urgently needed to find a place to cultivate and recover. Why was he still staying here?    

"Yes." The person in the painting nodded slightly. Right now, she was like a cat playing with a mouse, but in the end, she still ate those mice!    

boom boom boom *    

The Royal Clan continued to unleash attacks, instantly causing the entire sky to be filled with the black energy of the profound mysteries. It was as though the sky had turned dark in an instant.    

"Come here."    

The person in the painting sneered. He gently said, and with a turn of his hand, all the incoming attacks were caught by a giant hand. The attacks converged towards the center, and soon, the overwhelming attacks were gathered into a black ball!    

"What, what is this!"    

"F * ck, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and run!"    

Everyone saw that all of their attacks were concentrated into a ball as they collectively stood in the air. A strong sense of crisis rose up in their minds, and their pupils abruptly constricted, before they turned around and ran. Being able to compress all of their attacks into a ball was already very horrifying.    

Now they understood what a mistake they had made.    

"Want to run?" "Too late!"    

The person in the painting sneered. He suddenly opened his hands and the black ball in the air suddenly dispersed, transforming into dozens of attacks that attacked the crowd. The speed and power of the attacks were at least three times stronger than the attacks of those people!    

"Scare!"    

Everyone looked back and their faces instantly turned pale. Each of them had to face at least five attacks. Each attack was several times stronger than the last. This intense life and death crisis caused their mood to drop to the bottom of the abyss.    

boom boom boom *    

Helpless, the crowd could only brace themselves and attack, but it was useless. Their attacks were directly crushed. Even at the cost of their lives, they were only able to eliminate one attack. The next four or more attacks directly pierced through them!    

Puff puff puff!    

Everyone in the air straightened their bodies, and at least four bloody holes appeared on their chests. Their auras quickly decreased, and they all fell down powerlessly.