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Zong Tianhao is furious, just like the gods and demons, with a pair of blood eyes, which exudes a terrifying atmosphere.

He has entered a state of madness, with countless pores all over his body, all of which radiate a violent air like substance.

The old man guarding the building was as bright as a torch, shooting out a brilliant blue light. He just held out one finger and suppressed Zong Tianhao.

"Poof"

Zong Tianhao spits blood from his mouth and congeals into a scurry of blood. His bones don't know how many pieces have been broken and his chest has collapsed.

"Who are you?"

Zong Tianhao turned his hand and offered a sword with a complete holy stripe. This is another holy stripe sword he dug out from the ancient battlefield in the North restricted area.

It's said that there were more than one thousand holy swords, one after another, which were once the sabre of a powerful saint. However, they were destroyed badly after the great annihilation of the world.

Even so, Zong Tianhao's sword also cut out a large area of sword light, accompanied by a virtual shadow of the strong in holy land.

It has been many years since the thirty-six dynasties of the wasteland were founded.

In the thirty-six dynasties of the wasteland, the warrior of Vientiane was called the "most powerful"!

In fact, even the strong in Vientiane environment are rare, let alone holy territory, which is absolutely a giant, giant existence.

It's just a wisp of obsession, not even soul, to feel the virtual shadow of the powerful state of the holy land. However, in such a remote place as the thirty-six imperial dynasties in the wasteland, those who are contaminated with the word "Saint" are not ordinary things.

The old man stood up abruptly, his eyes were sharp as the light of the blade, his body rose in the face of the storm, and suddenly became huge. A big hand suddenly patted the obsession of the Holy Land strongman who survived from the great destruction.

"Rest in peace, for thousands of years have passed since the great annihilation, and the dust will return to the earth!"

The old man guarding the building has a strong voice like thunder. He recites the ancient mantra in his mouth.

"Boom" ~ "

the spirit sword is shot, and the virtual shadow of the one who has the holy land is also broken.

"Poof"

it's not good for the old man guarding the building. He quit for tens of meters, knelt on the ground on one knee, and got hurt with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

When Qin Sheng saw it, he immediately felt the storm in his heart. He knew the strength of the old guard.

Just ask how deep the water is in Tongtian road and Jiexing building, especially in Jiexing building. Qin Sheng feels that it is not as simple as it seems. Even he instinctively feels that Jiexing building is not the only industry of Shengyuan.

There are 108 floors in the star picking tower. Qin Sheng has only broken through eight floors. He has no assurance of breaking into the ninth floor. It can be imagined how terrible the 108 floors after the star picking tower are.

"Kazam ~ ~"

Lingjian is smashed, Zong Tianhao faints, Huo Lingyun holds the unconscious Taoist couple, and his eyes are very complicated.

"Thank you for your kindness." Huo Lingyun bows to the old watchman. She puts her posture very low. Others don't know the details of the old watchman. She Huo Lingyun is very clear. If it wasn't for the old watchman to show mercy, Zong Tianhao would have been shot dead.

The old watchman waved his hand, wiped the bloodstains on the corners of his mouth, and said coldly, "this is the end today. Tongtian road and the star picking tower will be opened next time!"

The voice was thunderous and spread to all people.

Hearing this, no one dares to have any dissatisfaction.

Even Zong Tianhao was slapped to death. Even if he lent them a hundred courage, he dared not talk with the old guard.

"Qin Sheng, you stay!"

Just as everyone left, the old guard pointed to Qin Sheng

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