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742. Comrade Xia Mo, please mark the coordinates immediately

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    Ruzhen looked at the Lukang Saint in surprise.

    So hard?

    But this is right, this is the saint who came from Duobao Pavilion!

    Xia Mo looked at the Lukang Saint in surprise.

    Isn¡¯t this Lukang saint afraid of peace?

    But soon, Xia Mo was calm, and even if He An had some reputation, how could he really suppress the Saint of Duobao Pavilion?

    ¡°Oh, you still have to rely on yourself.

    Xia Mo shook his head at the Lukang Saint, "Sorry, I have something else to do and I can't go to Duobao Pavilion for the time being."

    Sage Lukang looked at Xia Mo and sighed, "I'm sorry too, this is not your fault."

    When it comes to this, there is naturally no room for change.

    The two of them took action.

    In an instant, the realistic starry sky shattered, and the two saints fell directly into the real starry sky. The two sides fought fiercely, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and all traces of the avenue were wiped out and reappeared.

    Ruzhen, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, wanted to run away, but the power of the battle between the two saints was too strong, and even the aftermath could easily kill him, so he had to put all his means into saving his life.

    "This Xia Mo really has two brushes." Looking at Xia Mo who turned into the body of the Sky-Swallowing Toad and swallowed the sky in one gulp, Ruzhen frowned.

    But soon, he raised his eyebrows and said, "But what can I do? The Lukang Saint is better."

    Lukang Sage¡¯s whole body was full of energy, causing the surrounding space to shake. He slapped a palm, and the terrifying aura was frightening.

    This palm fell on Xia Mo, and Xia Mo swallowed it in one gulp.

    But in an instant, countless light patterns appeared on Xia Mo's body, just like cracks.

    Xia Mo screamed.

    The saint of Lukang had a cold face and raised his eyebrows like a god of war looking down at the battlefield. He was bathed in golden light and slapped Xia Mo again.

    Xia Mo could no longer open his mouth at this time and had to passively defend against this palm.

    "Boom!" The violent collision sound was mixed with the boundless waves moving in all directions. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be boiling, rolling and swaying.

    "Crack!" The next moment, the light patterns on Xia Mo's body collapsed.

    Suddenly, dripping blood was thrown into the sky, and the blood of the saint burned holes in the void one after another. The grand aura brought destruction like a heavy rain knocking on the window.

    After Xia Mo rolled several times in the air, he returned to his human form.

    At this time, his face was pale, his hair was disheveled, and the blood stains on his body were like plum blossoms falling on the snow, so eye-catching and dazzling, and a tragic aura rushed towards him.

    The saint of Lukang walked in the air and looked at Xia Mo from a distance, "Fellow Taoist, you'd better come with me to Duobao Pavilion."

    Xia Mo touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

    The Lukang saint shook his head slightly, "Fellow Taoist, why is this necessary?"

    After a pause, Xia Mo still didn¡¯t respond.

    The Saint of Lukang took action again.

    This time, Xia Mo was even more unable to resist, and soon he was covered in bruises, and his path began to become unstable.

    "Fellow Taoist, don't force me to kill you." The Lukang Saint looked at Xia Mo and frowned.

    Xia Mo still didn¡¯t speak.

    At this time, Ruzhen jumped out and pointed at Xia Mo and said, "Xia Mo, stop resisting in vain. You are no match for the Saint of Lukang. Hurry up and tie your hands."

    Originally, Ruzhen didn¡¯t want to come forward to show his presence. After all, he was not a saint. Even though Xia Mo was in such a miserable state at this time, if Lukang didn¡¯t ask, Xia Mo could kill him ten thousand times.

    But the dust is about to settle, and Xia Mo will be taken away by Duobao Pavilion. If he doesn't say a few words at this time, then Mengnan Hunyuan Space will no longer have anything to do with the Purple Tulip Palace?

    How is this possible?

    It can¡¯t be done!

    So Ruzhen stood up and said, "Xia Mo, as a non-traditional cultivator, even if you have the talent to cultivate to the level of a saint, how can you be the opponent of Duobao Pavilion and our Purple Tulip Palace? I advise you  Understand the current situation and hand over the Mengnan Hunyuan Space, so that our two families can consider letting you live. If you are stubborn, humph"

    Xia Mo looked at Ru Zhen as if he were looking at a clown. He said in a hoarse voice, "I am no longer a casual cultivator, but a He'an resident. There is someone behind me"

    Before Xia Mo finished speaking, Ru Zhen interrupted him and sneered, "Xia Mo, why do you have to deceive yourself? So what if you join He'an? Do you really think that He'an City will become enemies of Duobao Pavilion and Purple Tulip Palace for you?  ?¡±

    After a pause, Ruzhen's laughter became even colder, "Even if He Ancheng is willing to stand up for you, wouldn't He An have the idea of ??Mengnan Hunyuan space? It's a wolf's mouth and a tiger's den, as long as you still have Mengnan Hunyuan space."Shouted, "Xia Mo, didn't you ask the He'an people to rescue you? Where are they? Hehe, aren't they too scared to come?"

    "Follow us obediently and you will suffer less!"

    "Otherwise"

    Xia Mo looked at the overwhelming power of rules locking him, and a touch of desolation flashed in his heart. Is it still too late?

    "What else?" Just when Xia Mo was discouraged, a voice seemed to travel through time and space, suddenly exploding in the area.

    Immediately afterwards, a figure of Yuan Tingyue Zhi appeared.

    If the next words are stuck in your throat, saint?

    Saint!

    "How brave! How dare you attack me and the residents of An, seeking death!" After the visitor appeared, he stepped in front of Xia Mo and punched the Lukang Saint. This punch directly shattered the Lukang Saint's offensive.

    The next person turned around, looked at Xia Mo and said, "Comrade, we are late!"

    Xia Mo actually had the urge to cry at this moment.

    During these long years, he has been single-handedly going through many storms and thorns. After he has overcome them one by one, he feels that his heart has been as solid as a rock and he will not be easily moved again.

    But the words ¡®it¡¯s too late¡¯ made his heart surge so much that his breath became a little unsteady.

    "You stay aside and have a rest while I take this murderer back for trial!" The visitor said to Xia Mo, his voice gentle at first, and at the end when the thunder roared, he turned towards the saint of Lukang.

    Sage Lukang looked at the visitor, his expression changed, and finally he cupped his hands and said, "I have seen Sage Lili."

    The one who comes is Saint Lili!

    "Are you the Saint of Duobao Pavilion?" Li Li looked at the Saint of Lukang indifferently.

    "This is Shenglugang." Lugang said.

    "Are you going to keep your hands tied, or should we have a fight?" Li Li said calmly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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