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"So fast!"

Qin Sheng's face changed a lot. He turned to catch Zihuang's track, but he found that Zihuang's speed was too fast. With his strength, he could not catch it at all.

Is this still the speed of the "little saint" level strong after a big injury?

If it is really a mountain there is still a mountain high.

Before Qin Sheng, he felt that his body and spirit had experienced the washing of the Hunyuan mother gold, and he had been so strong that he could fight with the powerful in the Vientiane realm.

If you are reckless to ignite your life, you can also escape from the strong in the holy land.

But in the face of the real little saint, I feel that the strong one who has reached this level is really too strong. No matter how many cards Qin Sheng has, it is impossible to defeat the other side.

Purple emperor burns purple and red fire all over his body, which is definitely not ordinary fire, because the secret environment has been burned and collapsed. Although it's just a small plane here, even the most powerful in Vientiane environment can be shattered with all their strength, but, like purple emperor, it can burn and collapse in such a large space.

It's creepy to watch!!!

"Hum!"

The purple emperor snorted coldly. A ray of sword Qi burst out from his fingers and turned into a purple war sword.

This sword is not simple. Although it's just a magic sword, it's actually a breath from its sword. Even the strong in holy land should give up!

"Whew!"

The purple emperor wielded his sword fiercely. The purple war sword crossed a rainbow and split a vast void. In the eyes of countless people, he cut to the black hand who came down from the sky.

"Pooh" ~ "

the purple war sword flashed away, and a shrill scream broke out and spread all over the little secret place.

The big hand that the black emperor turned into was split into two parts by a sword, and there was a bloody rainstorm under the sky.

The cultivation of the black emperor has reached such a horrible level. Although it's only a great hand made of illusions, it can be so lifelike that even the blood can be illusions.

It is said that those ancient Shendi know the real eight nine Xuangong, such as the stone monkey "Sun Dasheng" who has been circulating for countless years in the great wasteland. That is to say, they know the seventy-two changes of eight nine Xuangong, which can be transformed into seventy-two changes, which can be transformed into dragon, Phoenix and gold!

And the distance between the black emperor and the seventy-two changes is 188000 miles, but even so, the big hand that his random illusions come out is so lifelike.

It's not even different from the real thing.

"I I'm not dead? "

Ji Hong, who felt that she was bound to die, looked up at the familiar figure and breath on the sky, making her delicate body tremble.

"Mengxi, didn't I dream?" Jihong's voice was shaking obviously. She asked Shen Mengxi anxiously, "is that your father?"

Shen Mengxi also felt very dreamy. He pinched his thigh hard and found that it was extremely painful.

"It's true. That's the father. Qin Sheng did it. He woke up the father!"

Shen Mengxi cried out excitedly, and the two lines of tears left behind again.

The black emperor on the sky looked at his severed palm. He waved his hand and took it back.

Although the big hand is only illusory, it also contains the supreme mystery. Even the black emperor can't stand the loss.

"Purple emperor, how can you wake up?"

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