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Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters of terror(2/2)

And the demons of the Seven Secret Sect, the demons of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, and even the adjutants of the Grandmaster Duan, as well as Hua Muzi who fled here, all their faces changed.

At most, the adjutants of the Seven Secret Sect and Wan Gu Sect were surprised by their terrifying cultivation.

But Hua Muzi was scared in his heart.

Before this, he fought with Uncle Jiu twice.

But in these two fights, she stood up.

In his eyes, Uncle Jiu only has the cultivation level of the ninth level of the earth level.

There is still a distance between her, a master of the first step in the sky.

But now she saw her, she was shocked.

He is so strong, why was he suppressed by her at the beginning?

Injury? Not recovered?

I felt scared in my heart, if I had faced such an uncle.

I am afraid that I have been killed 10,000 times, so how can I still jump around here?

Two completely different energy began to gather.

One side of lightning gathers, the other side of purple air rolls.

Nanchen's face was extremely solemn.

Although, I got the prophecy of Senior Lie.

But when it was time to decide the winner, Nanchen was also panicked.

After these three years of getting along, Nanchen has already had a true love for Uncle Jiu.

It was no longer the beginning, but I just admire Uncle Jiu and wanted to hug Uncle Jiu's thighs.

"Lin Fengjiao, go to die!

Thunderous..."

Shi Jian roared.

He went to Uncle Jiu and killed him.

With a loud bang, the thunder sound rolled.

Electric arcs appeared in the air.

Nanchen was more than 300 meters apart, and he felt his hair standing up.

Shi Jian was wrapped in lightning.
Chapter completed!
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