The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 906- Many Questions

Jonathan shouted excitedly at the coffin in his elixir field.

Although those thousands of Grandmaster Realm cultivators could already be said to have reached an almost terrifying order of magnitude, he felt inexplicably excited at that moment.

Following the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, what Jonathan had grasped was the Pryncyp of Slaughter.

It was just that he had been restraining the influence of Pryncyp on him all this time.

The way of killing required the comprehension of the true meaning of the Pryncyp amid slaughter.

However, killing indiscriminately would contradict its original intention and obstruct Jonathan’s thoughts, making it easy to form an inner demon to stop him from progressing.

Yet, at that moment, he had no reservations about facing the top one hundred Grandmasters at the bottom of the mountain.

With his right hand tightly gripping the hilt of Heaven Sword, Jonathan bowed slightly, like a preying cheetah, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Thump!

Following a dull thud, a drooling werewolf finally landed on the cliff.

“Die!”

The Divine Chessboard beneath Jonathan’s feet unfolded in response. The moment the werewolf leaped forward and rushed onto the chessboard, he slashed its waist with Heaven Sword.

“Mr. Coffin, collect the vita!”

Jonathan could clearly feel an extremely thin life force sinking into his meridians as the werewolf’s life force rapidly drifted away.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The dull thuds came continuously.

Jonathan looked around, and wherever he looked, dozens of werewolves had already rushed up toward him.

force

energy force

fields, everything within a hundred meters of his body, every flower, tree, grass, and even

light surged on the Divine Chessboard, streaks of purple shooting toward the sky one after another. Against the backdrop of snowflakes, they merged

“Kill them all!”

Chessboard had completely

within a year on

like the deadly scythe of the Grim Reaper, constantly weaving through the

a dozen werewolf heads flew up almost

other hand, vanished before the eyes of the

the burns on his body while they were being collected into

extremely thin streaks passing through his veins, they

but marvel at the miraculous properties of the Pryncyp

the power to establish Seboxiasm on his own and completely transform the West Region from a princely state to a theocratic state. With the Pryncyp of Life, he can cure himself simply by killing

thought, Jonathan

been buried in an underground tomb for more than one thousand six hundred years. During this time, several old guys had shocked the world, not to

Prima when she was chosen by Kenado and called the reincarnated God’s Body. Why did he choose to enter my elixir field instead? Is it because I dug his grave? Isn’t that a

a werewolf’s sharp claws before swinging his sword

scattered across the Divine Chessboard at

Heaven Sword and let out a long breath

that sigh, he was lamenting not only the number of werewolves but also

to break

having the ability to secretly go against the eight respectable families, making Jonathan finally

the Osborne family seized his old residence and

the West Region, I’ve now fallen into the scheme of

sadness for himself as he reflected on everything

but in the end, he was just a pawn in someone

that Seboxia in his elixir field had no ill intention toward

not have a way to restrain

Heaven Sword, he reached the