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Chapter 147 Heart of Pluto

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    Amuli is the holy father of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang, and has an extremely lofty status in the hearts of the people in southern Xinjiang. The move of the God King Hall is tantamount to smashing the spiritual pillar of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang and trampling them under their feet.

    This is an irreconcilable contradiction, a great shame for the nation, and the anger in Zhang Debiao's heart can be imagined.

    However, it is not an easy task to deal with the Temple of the King of Gods.

    At the time of Holy Father Amuri, the barbarians in southern Xinjiang were one of the most powerful nations in the world at that time. Their holy father and spiritual teacher were captured by the Temple of the King of God and imprisoned here. This shows that the Hall of the King of God is stronger than that  The barbarians in southern Xinjiang are not a little bit stronger.

    The current barbarians in southern Xinjiang have declined, and they are far inferior to thousands of years ago. The strength difference between the two is too great. Now is not the time to confront the Palace of Gods.

    Today, this huge force is only showing the tip of the iceberg, and it is above all the temples and temples, and its hidden part is even more amazing!

    A few people came to the seventh floor of the Black Stone Iron Prison, and they were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them. They saw that this place was almost a replica of the Hundred Saints Battlefield in the space of the Throne of the Holy Yuan, where the fighting spirit and magical remnants were rampant in this space.  Collision, never stop.

    "Here is the remnant of my mentor's magic!" Zaid said with a happy face.

    Zhang Debiao unleashed his fisting intentions, and the bridge of life and death was surrounded by many fisting intentions and magical remnants. He walked forward, let the powerful minds of these saints bombard him, and stood still, wondering: "Mr. Holy Magister, your mentor seems to be  She didn't come here alone, she had other companions."

    ?The black mist surged in front of Zayed, forming a black crystal barrier, and he also entered the battlefield, looking around, the remaining fists and remnants here were not the thoughts of one person, but at least six or seven masters.  He was also puzzled in his heart, and said: "The strength of the others is not inferior to my mentor. It's strange, where did she find these masters"

    Zhang Debiao took down a piece of magic wand from the stone wall, and said: "It must be a master rescued by your mentor from prison, but Mr. Holy Magister, judging from this battle, I'm afraid your mentor is more or less fortunate."

    He has long noticed that these magical remnants and saintly fists are mixed and impure, not as strong as the fists and remnants left by the ancient masters in the Hundred Saints Battlefield, and lack a kind of charm.

    It seems that the cultivation of these saint-level masters has not been fully recovered, so Zhang Debiao said that these companions were masters rescued from the Blackstone Iron Prison by Zaid's mentor.

    Their seals should not be completely lifted, and their cultivation bases have not been fully restored. The most important thing is that they have been imprisoned for such a long time, and their moods have suffered major setbacks and blows, which will lead to the situation of residual thoughts and mixed fists.

    And judging from the distribution of remnants and fists in this battlefield, they are under siege. It is conceivable that these people have encountered the guards of the Blackstone Iron Prison and the demons from outside the territory, and they are at a disadvantage.

    Zhang Debiao's speculation is not far from the situation at that time. In the past, it would be impossible for him to see the situation at that time from his remnants and fist intentions.  The mental power is like a lake, reflecting the surrounding movements in the bottom of my heart, as if everything is clear in my chest.

    This is a very wonderful and pure feeling. The reason why it is said to be pure is that what is reflected in the heart by the spiritual power is completely intuitive, without any personal emotions, and directly points to the essence of the problem.

    Speaking of this, Zhang Debiao suddenly noticed that Zaid was staring at the magic wand in his hand, with a sad expression on his face, and said in his heart, "This magic wand"

    "This is the magic wand of Instructor Marceau."

    Zaid took the fragment of the magic wand from him, stared at it for a moment, put it away, and said sadly: "I expected this result. When I was young, I thought that Marceau was omnipotent like a god.  , I didn't realize until a moment ago that her cultivation level is actually similar to mine now. If I were alone, I wouldn't be able to make it here, and Marceau's ability to support this place is already very remarkable"

    Zhang Debiao nodded. When he was a child, he also had an illusion that his father Rock Wildhammer was an unrivaled god of war. Although his cultivation level became higher and higher later, he still believed that his father was invincible.

    This is just an illusion brought about by the admiration and fear in his childhood. In fact, his strength has already surpassed the Rock Wildhammer, but his father is still an invincible existence in his heart.

    Zaid probably also has this kind of mentality when he treats his mentor.

    However, Zaid is a holy magister after all, and his state of mind is extremely strong, not much weaker than that of a sword master. He quickly cleared away the negative emotions in his heart, and recovered.?Vessels plunged into lava lakes, as if drawing nourishment, and others pierced into the top layers of the walls, deep into the rock.

    And those eight-armed snake-bodied alien demons stood on several blood vessels, and bright runes jumped out of their bodies one by one, dancing in the air like butterflies, and then sank into the giant heart one after another.

    "This is" Zhang Debiao muttered involuntarily as he looked at the giant heart and felt dazzled, as if he had entered the age of mythology.

    Zaid's voice gradually became thicker, and he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and whispered: "This is the treasure of my God King Palace!"

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