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Eight hundred and fortieth chapters torn apart(2/2)

But at this moment, Wei Suo, who seemed to have no ability to resist, sneered and took a step forward!

Like a rising sun suddenly blooming in the void in front of him, his figure disappeared instantly and appeared above Dami Peak behind Mingning.

Ming Ning turned around, and the Buddha's light on the blue divine harp and the divine light between his eyebrows flashed out again.

"You've been fooled!"

Wei Suo suddenly spoke, his voice was very calm, but it seemed to be blessed by gods and Buddhas all over the sky. There were countless invisible dharma wheels spinning in the sky. A terrifying majesty suddenly struck Ming Ning's body.

"puff!"

Without any warning, Ming Ning took a big step back in the air, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This is..." The old antique from the Gongde Sect, who was among the treasure flowers the size of a pavilion, suddenly opened his mouth, and the sky above his head darkened, but he was speechless for a moment.

"boom!"

A white sacred mountain of Sumeru pressed down on Ming Ning who retreated and vomited blood without stopping.
Chapter completed!
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