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One is the strong one among the great saints. As the leader of Tucheng, even in the forbidden area in the north, he has a head and a face, which can be regarded as a big crocodile. The other is not high in cultivation, even the little holy land has not been reached, but the four words from the white tiger family can scare a group of little saints.

In addition, this hundred Li Che's majesty is inferior to those real little holy places!

Not to mention that the other side has the power of white tiger and beast blood!

Both of them are too dignified. Even Zhao Chongyu didn't interfere in the conversation.

"Is Chongyu available?" The magnificent voice of the city Lord of Tucheng spread all over Tianyu. Zhao Chongyu immediately knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice, "subordinates are here."

"I have received Mr. bailiche on behalf of the old man. What needs must be met?"

At the command of the great sage, Zhao Chongyu immediately took command.

The atmosphere of the Lord of Tucheng disappeared, as if he had never left.

Seeing this scene, Bai lichui was very satisfied. He came down from the sky, just like the arrival of God. There were gorgeous beauties scattering flowers, and little Holy Land accompanied by reading children playing music.

"It's very showy." Qin Sheng muttered in a low voice, though the voice was very small, how sharp was Bai lichui, and he caught it in an instant.

Bai lichui is standing high. Every step is like an ancient god of war beating a drum on the battlefield. It makes countless people on the scene feel crazy and feel a sharp pain in the eardrum.

"I can't stand it. The breath is too strong. Let's leave quickly."

Those weak holy regions left one after another. Some of them ran slowly, and even were suppressed by bailiche's terrible breath, causing seven holes of blood.

This is still the case of bailiche deliberately astringent breath, otherwise, with his terrible breath, there will be no life under the small holy land.

The terrible breath shrouded Qin Sheng. This breath, mixed with the oppression of soul force, at least reached the level of five holy spirits, the same as the level of soul force of small Holy Land!

How can the warriors of the holy land bear the oppression of the spirits of the little holy land.

In Qin Sheng's side, Shangguan Shiyu bled instantly, that is to say, Shangguan dufei had a chance to react. He waved away with Shangguan Shiyu and gave her a soul medicine to treat the trauma of the spirit, which stopped the bleeding of the seven holes.

Other holy land warriors may collapse in a moment, but Qin Sheng is not the same. His spirit realm has reached six levels of Holy Spirit, which is a little bit stronger than the ordinary small holy land. How can he fear the spirit pressure?

However, this hundred Li Che hurt Shangguan Shiyu or let him clench his fists, Qin Sheng was angry.

Qin Sheng's clean face was not timid at all. It seemed that what he met was not a disciple of the four beast family, but a registered disciple of the four common inheritance places.

"What a great prestige. Is that how you white tigers behave?"

Hearing this, Bai lichui frowned and looked down at Qin Sheng. He was surprised that he could bear the pressure of his own spirit.

"This is Qin Sheng, the little bastard who robbed my uncle's wife?" Bailichui thought coldly, "there are some abilities in the cultivation of spirit, but that's the same thing. I can be afraid of death with one slap!"

Hundred Li Che's eyes despised, waved his hand, and motioned to the maids and fellow schoolchildren who had reached the small holy land one by one

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