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No one is optimistic about Qin Sheng. Even Zhao Lin, who is absolutely gorgeous, is a little moved. She wants to stop this unequal bloody battle.

With the strength of the blood battle arena, Wang Shuo's strength is no less than that of the nine holy regions. Qin Sheng is very strong, but even stronger is the six holy regions and six holy bodies.

What does Qin Sheng take to resist?

"Hula" ~ "

the waves, which are formed by the blood evil spirit, come down to the sky, layer by layer, as if the whole world is only left with that bloody sabre.

Qin Sheng raised his head. There was no fear on his clean face, and no despair that everyone expected to catch. His fists were full.

"Buzz"

"buzz"

"buzz"

"buzz"

one heavy holy body after another was lit, and finally reached the shocking six heavy holy body.

Who will fight with the holy body?

"It's the six holy bodies, let alone the Heilong mountain temple. Even if you look at the whole forbidden area in the north, it's also a rare physical talent in a thousand years, isn't it?"

"It's a pity that such a genius, as long as he cultivates well in the Heilong mountain temple, will definitely break the sky in less than a hundred years. Maybe he can help the Heilong mountain temple out of the mire."

"Ha ha, it's too late to say anything now. That's the destiny. Even God will destroy the hope of Heilong mountain temple."

Around them were a group of little saints who were talking in whispers. Some of them were pitiful for the Heilong mountain temple, while others wished that all the talents of Heilong mountain temple had died.

Anyway, in places like the ancient battlefield, there are all kinds of people, nothing surprising.

"My strength is not enough!"

Qin Sheng's eyes were sharp and his mind moved, calling for the holy land of the great wheel, a huge grey grinding plate, which appeared in an instant with terrible and strange power.

As soon as the holy land comes out, the speed of the original bloody wave superpower suddenly slows down as the naked eye can see.

"How could it be?"

Wang Shuo is muddled. He has the power of "blood battle arena" and the real sword technique of Qingyang sect. This is not a great commodity. He has the power to destroy the sky and the earth. Even a real nine holy regions strongman should avoid his sharp edge!!!

However, Qin Sheng just called his holy land, and the power of the holy body can be comparable to a nine holy land?

Who wants to believe it!

In addition to Holy Land and skills, there is also the power of holy land. Qin Sheng then ignited a drop of holy land power to instantly improve his holy land. With the power of holy body, it's normal to slow down the sabre of the nine powerful holy land.

"Nine deaths!"

"Imperial sword breath!"

Qin Sheng didn't hide it any more. He used his secret card besides the Holy Spirit, which surpassed Wang Shuo's breath for a moment.

"The feeling of sub strong state, really cool!"

Qin Sheng looks up to the sky and roars. He feels that he is full of strength. He flashes and comes to the side of the bloody sword.

"This is your true sword technique of Qingyang clan?" Qin Sheng sneered, and there was a flash of sarcasm in his eyes. "It's not so strong."

Then, Qin Sheng in countless hot eyes, holding the bloody sword on the body of a play.

The bloody Sabre first rolls like a wave, and then breaks into several pieces with a click.

"Poof"

this Sabre is Wang Shuo's life soul sabre. It was so easily crushed by Qin Sheng, and the soul was backfired

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