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Inside the town magic cave.

Qi Yun's body was stretched, and finally appeared inside the Haotian Tower again.

Yin Tianhai’s body is struggling to support him. When he is outside the tower, he will not be able to bear it. What's more, he is inside the tower now. At this moment, he only feels that the power of his soul is leaking out at a rapid rate. The same as annihilation.

"Master, save me quickly, I can't hold it anymore!"

When Yin Tianhai saw Qi Yun, he wailed desperately.

Qi Yun frowned, grabbed his spirit and threw it into the Holy Land space.

The soul of this old man could not be better used to refine the sword spirit of the Crystal Flying Sword.

"Master, are all the old monsters out there done?"

Roaring Sky Dog asked.

"Don't worry, everything is handled, the next step is to go out!"

Qi Yun said.

With a stroke of his palm, the real Zihua's body rushed over through the green light curtain and fell in front of Qi Yun with a smile on his face, unpredictable.

The Sky Dog and the Bone Troll looked startled, but soon revealed their doubts.

In this old man, they felt the aura of the same origin as Qi Yun.

Is this the external incarnation of the lord?

Qi Yun looked down, his eyes narrowed.

What a fast speed!

The three gods will succeed soon.

The body of the ancestor of the **** king has been cut to half, leaving only a small layer of skin and flesh still attached, and the toughest lumbar vertebra has been sawn off.

"Zihua, hurry up and move the Haotian Tower!"

Qi Yun opened his mouth and shouted.

The real Zihua next to him immediately pinched out a string of mysterious seals, and the endless true essence rushed out in an instant, mightily, pouring into the huge pagoda.

Suddenly, the entire pagoda seemed to be revived, bursts of unpredictable auras, and thousands of runes were all resurrected, like an ancient majestic behemoth suddenly waking up.

Below, the three gods who were urging the gods to cut the body of the gods all changed their expressions and felt a burst of majestic aura.

The ancestor of the **** king roared again.

His body was about to be severed completely, but even so, bursts of pain continued to come from his lower body.

"Hurry up and cut!"

The ancestor of the **** king screamed sternly.

There is only a layer of flesh left, and as long as the flesh is cut off this time, the **** suppression will all dissipate.

The three gods looked horrified, and hurriedly started sawing again.

Being pressed by the Haotian Tower, the pain is on the one hand, and the other is the loss of essence in the body.

The ancestor of the **** king could clearly feel that the soul was drying up, as if being divided by countless big hands, the pain of this kind of soul drying up was completely incomprehensible to other people.

Boom!

The huge pagoda trembles violently and rumblingly, recovering rapidly.

Suddenly, an unpredictable aura from the pagoda swept all around.

The three great elders and many forces all around them changed their expressions, and they all regressed one after another because of this breath.

The three god-level powerhouses cut faster.

Finally, the last layer of skin and flesh of the ancestor was also completely cut.

The golden blood flowed all over the place, and the various internal organs in the abdominal cavity were all shattered. After these blood and internal organ fragments flowed out, they withered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The three gods hurriedly grabbed the upper body of their ancestors and quickly got out of here.

The painful face of the ancestor of the **** king was distorted, almost fainting, but he suddenly laughed aloud and said: "I'm out of trouble, I'm finally out of trouble, hahahaha, no one wants to stop me anymore!"

He grinned and yelled, "Quickly, take me out of here, this **** tower has changed!"

The three gods hurriedly dragged the ancestor and rushed outside.

Just then!

Boom!

The whole ground trembled frantically, and Nuo Da's Tibetan Corpse Mountain trembled, many of the mountains were directly split apart by the shaking, and a large amount of rubble rolled down.

Mountains, grasses, and elixir in all directions are all withering.

Even some large rivers were smashed into the air and torn apart.

The expressions of the three gods all changed, and they took their ancestors, speeding up and rushing wildly.

Everyone else also noticed something wrong, and fled immediately.

Boom!

The ground continued to tremble violently, trembling left and right, and large areas cracked open. The huge building seemed to be resurrected, shaking left and right.

A breath of coercion over the heavens constantly swept out from that building.

This kind of breath is unimaginable, giving people a feeling that it can crush the sky.

Suddenly, the entire huge building burst into blue light, suddenly rose from the ground, shrank rapidly in midair, and quickly turned into the size of a palm.

Although it was the size of a palm, the light on its surface became more intense, like a scorching cyan sun, dyeing the entire space into cyan.

The three gods and a group of strong men were horrified in their hearts.

What the **** is this?

Why did such a terrifying coercion suddenly erupt?

Many people covered their eyes and looked up in horror.

I saw that huge building turned into a small tower.

More importantly, a figure slowly landed above the small tower, and an unimaginable aura radiated from his body.

Like a giant standing on top of the earth, the aura matched the small tower, covering the entire Tibetan Corpse Mountain.

Everyone felt like a big mountain pressed on top of their heads.

The faces of the three gods were shocked, and all of them suddenly raised their heads.

This is definitely an unimaginable existence!

Isn't he the owner of this small tower?

The **** king who had been sawn off half of his body also had a pale face, showing horror, and looked up at the figure in the sky.

Let him stay here for countless years, and he absolutely never thought that someone could subdue this fetish!

How sacred is this?

Another area not far from them.

The yin river flows and connects to the outside area, black waves surge, and countless human faces are distorted.

The three major curses and the White Bone Man Seat had just swam across the Yin River, they suddenly felt the terrible aura, the white Man Seat suddenly raised his head, showing a shocked face, his body seemed to be trembling.

"It's him, he...he's still alive...he's still alive..."

This weird chair gave a scream, turned around and walked away, quickly disappearing into the distance.

The face of the three major curses changed, and they hurriedly shouted.

"No one is seated!"

"Where are you going?"

Senbai's chair plunged into the Yin River, and desperately fled into the distance.

The complexion of the three major curses became worse, and they looked at each other.

"What's he doing? He ran away?"

"What happened?"

"This **** chair has a mysterious origin. I have never seen it behave like this before. Do we want to stay?"

"Would you like to take a look here first?"

The demon of death suggested.

The other two curses were struggling quickly, and they both nodded, hiding their bodies cautiously inside the Yinhe, ready to see that something was wrong, and immediately fled.

As long as they are in the Yin River, they can leave at any time, without worrying that anyone will catch up with them.

They were all very curious about this kind of change that happened inside the Zangshi Mountain, and wanted to get a glimpse of it.

At the moment.

The cold, indifferent voice suddenly rang out from mid-air, echoing the sky and the earth.

"The right world is wrong!"

"Black and white can't be judged!"

"Prisoners do not commit ghosts!"

"Unbreakable by the sun and the moon!"

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Everyone below is shocked.

What an overbearing poem number!

If the world is wrong, it is not judged by black and white.

How domineering!

This is to ignore the order of heaven and earth.

"Who is Senior? Have I ever offended Senior?"

The ancestor of the **** king hurriedly spoke.

Although the pagoda in the sky has become the size of a palm, its terrifying aura has not diminished at all.

"This constellation survives, belongs to the heavenly star monarch!"

The quiet voice rang from heaven and earth.

The people below are all shocked.

"Lu Cun? Lu Cun Xing Jun, he is the Heavenly Court Lu Cun Xing Jun?"

"It must be the Demon Slayer Order that worked, great!"

"Heavenly Court, as expected, it is still the most mysterious, terrifying, and trustworthy of Heavenly Court!"

"Finally!"

Many people burst into tears with excitement.

Even the old monsters such as Soulless Venerable, Canglong Lao Dao, and Mingzu are all surging, and their eyes are red.

"Heavenly Court is here, and Heavenly Court is here again!"

Fan Mu exclaimed excitedly.

"Heavenly Court!"

The voices of the three gods were hoarse, and I couldn't believe it.

How is this possible?

Their strength has reached such a point that they can take away the gods inside this hidden corpse mountain?

"This seat came under the edict, with only one blow. If you survive, turn around and leave!"

The cold words echoed from the mouth of the purple shirt in the air, and a pair of cold eyes fell on the body of the **** king ancestor.

"Misunderstanding, senior, there must be a misunderstanding between us. If you have something to discuss, please don't take it!"

The ancestor of the **** king hurriedly cried out in horror~www.readwn.com~ He saw half of his body and escaped without difficulty, and finally met such an unfathomable figure.

Let's not talk about the strength of this person, but he may not be able to resist the tower in mid-air.

Boom!

The azure Haotian Tower was directly pressed down by Qi Yun, and all the true essence in True Person Zihua's body was sucked away in an instant, as if the once huge Heavenly Gate was covered.

"Run!"

Venerable Soulless, Xiao Yutian roared in horror, hysterical.

The heroes couldn't help but say that they were all fleeing frantically.

The last time the imperial city was destroyed, the memory is still fresh, and he escaped dozens of miles without a place of burial.

This time it will not be weaker than last time.