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Chapter 95 You win(3/3)

Around the light, the endless void collapsed.

All the brilliance, all the tangible and intangible matter, seem to be absorbed by the bright yellow light.

Between the two, there is no time and space, cause and effect, destiny... everything is absorbed.

It completely became 'no'!

Only the bright yellow light that burst out with great power was filled with immeasurable terrifying power in the turbulent sound waves.

He rushed towards Zhou Fan.

"Jiuding Towns the World... It's a pity that you can't use the completeness yet!"

Zhou Fan shook his head slightly, as if sighing.

At this moment, the bright yellow light was endlessly distant, but it seemed to be close to the middle of the throne.

Zhou Fan, who was locked in from afar, was like a line connecting two people.

It started from Zhao Yueru and finally reached Zhou Fan.

Can't hide.

It is impossible to hide.

After sighing, Zhou Fan stepped calmly, and the Xuanqing Ancient Sword behind him trembled slightly, and then he held it in his hand.

In an instant, four red, blue, black and white sword lights rose in the vast void, and attacked with the supreme power that tore the world and the time and space.

Rumble!

Amid the terrifying explosion sounds like the collapse of all worlds and the heavens dying for death.

There is no aftermath of collision of magical powers, nor the ripples of collision of great powers...

The sound is louder and silent.

At this moment, the boundless sky seemed to have become an eternal picture scroll!

Thorny ~

After a long time, a sound of cracking brocade echoed in the ears of all living beings.

The eternal scroll was torn apart.

Rumble!

Until this moment, the earth-shaking terrifying explosion echoed in the dome.

The immortals who stopped to watch were all watching.

I saw that on the dome that completely turned into nothingness, Zhao Yue stood staggeringly as if she stroked her chest with her hands.

In front of it, nine large tripods surrounded it.

But there was no Zhou Fan.

"Zhu Xian..."

Zhao Yueru stroked her right chest, and her beautiful face was so beautiful.

"You won..."
Chapter completed!
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