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Chapter 2425 The Power of Heaven (17)

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    "You bastard, die!" Seeing this scene, the Holy Son of Tianxuan became even more upset, his face turned red with anger, and he completely forgot about the fact that the young man in black in front of him slapped him away.

    "boom"

    There was another loud noise, and Saint Xuan's face suddenly turned pale that day, and then the whole thing exploded in the void, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and even the shield of the quasi-imperial weapon turned into fly ash.

    This scene shocked everyone present. They didn't even see how the young man in black took action. The Holy Son of Tianxuan exploded, just like the fireworks set off by mortals during the festival, but the fireworks carried  It's flesh and blood, and it doesn't have any sense of beauty.

    Even Mrs. Huayang was shocked and her expression changed several times. The strength of Holy Son Tianxuan was at the peak of the Nine Thunder Tribulations. Although the quasi-emperors were powerful, there was one more thing about Holy Son Tianxuan.  A defensive quasi-emperor weapon, but the young man in black in front of him didn't even release his energy. The Holy Son of Tianxuan and his quasi-emperor weapon exploded like this.

    She knew that she had met an expert. There were probably only a handful of such people in the entire Tianxuan. However, she had no interest in making friends. Instead, she got up and prepared to leave the attic. The death of a great religious son  , for Huayang, it is neither a big thing nor a small thing, but it happened because of her. She doesn't want to stay here anymore. You must know that she is not the Mrs. Huayang before.

    But when she reached the entrance to the attic, she turned around again for some unknown reason. Her fairy-like face seemed to be a little worried, and she hesitated for a moment. Finally, she said: "Let's go. Although you are strong, you are not."  You can¡¯t compete with countless strong men from the Great Sect, unless you want to face hundreds of quasi-emperors by yourself!¡±

    After Mrs. Huayang finished speaking, she disappeared in the attic in a flash. The young man in black did not chase after him, but took a sip of the tea in the cup and smelled the lingering fragrance left by Mrs. Huayang in the attic. Finally,  After blinking and smacking it a few times, he said to himself: "Interesting, really interesting. It seems that the ancestral tomb of the Great Sect is right here in Lishan Mountain."

    "Who dares to kill my great sect's holy son? Are you tired of living?" Suddenly, several terrifying qi appeared in the void, and the entire Linglong County monks felt a tremor.

    They knew that this was the arrival of the quasi-emperor of the Great Sect. Only the quasi-emperor could have such momentum and arrogance in the world. No one under the great emperor could resist. At this moment, almost everyone looked at the attic that caused trouble.  But what surprised them was that the attic was already empty, and the young man in black who was drinking tea there a moment ago had disappeared without a trace.

    "What the hell!" All the monks felt a chill in their hearts

    Chapter 51, primitive, lingering and blissful

    Following the familiar fragrance, Qin Hao walked in the void. This feeling awakened his memory, awakening every moment in the past. With the Void Bead, even if he was walking in the void, no one could find him. This was how Xiao Ming Wang was hiding in the past.  In the void, Qin Hao's eyes of the sun and moon cannot penetrate.

    He was neither sad nor happy, he just followed the fragrance in his nose and kept moving forward. His speed was neither urgent nor slow, but it was hundreds of miles in one step. Each step contained the general trend of the void, which was compared to the void that the old beggar understood.  The general trend is not different at all.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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