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Chapter 1259 Chu Yuan firmly believes in

"Ahem cough cough..."

Qin Lang was choked by the heartfelt truth from the dark loli.

He held the trident in his hand and threw straight towards the Shura God who forcibly tore through the void.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The trident in the void increased its speed three times, tearing the void apart. At a terrifying speed, it came to the back of the Shura God in a thousandth of a second.

The Shura God has a natal sense of the trident, and he senses the crisis and quickly avoids it.

But his body was too large, and the speed of the trident was too extreme.

If you dodge in time, you will still let the trident hit the shoulder.

puff!

The dark blood splattered and the flesh rolled.

One-third of the body of the Shura God exploded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

Under such trauma, Shura God didn't even think of looking back. He once again activated his ultimate speed and forced his way to another battlefield.

He is looking for the battlefield where the old master is.

As long as you find the battlefield where the old master is located, it means that the peak powerhouses in their alliance are also there.

Monsters like Qin Lang can only be suppressed by the confidence to kill the peak powerful men of the old master.

If he continues to stay here, he will definitely die!

"What a pity, this guy seems reckless, but he is actually more cautious than anyone else."

Qin Lang looked at the disappearing back of the Shura God and shook his head with a smacking tongue.

He gave Shura God such a painful lesson.

Even if these fleeing alien gods, they would not dare to do anything to death when they saw women like Liuli and Luo Qingyu again.

As for others, it depends on fate.

He can't take into account such a battle situation.

Qin Lang hugged the dark loli and waved the halberd of the plane.

A dazzling arc light rushed towards the distance without restraint.

A large area, millions of alien races, were completely annihilated in the dazzling light.

The three-way plane halberd swung.

The strong men of the alien race suffered more than one-third of the battle in a blink of an eye.

The Hidden Sect, which was originally under pressure, relied on Qin Lang's terrifying killing and injury, immediately gained the advantage and began to beat the fallen dog.

Until the situation was one-sided, Qin Lang stopped in time and did not continue to harvest alien creatures.

It’s not that he is kind and kind, but as he had previously guessed many divine realms such as Shura God.

Such a large-scale injury also consumes a great deal on himself.

But he could barely support these consumptions.

If he continues to be unscrupulous, if he faces the peak divine realm that can kill the old master and the like, he will not be sure of having the chance to compete with him.

"You are no longer needed on this battlefield. Let's go with me to other battlefields, clear the situation, and welcome the final battle."

Qin Lang hugged the Dark Loli and was telling the Dark Loli that he was also giving advice to many divine realms such as the Wing God who had just arrived.

There were only a dozen divine realm that rushed to the scene.

In the previous battle, many divine realms such as Wing God were injured and could no longer continue the high-intensity battle.

Just like the Fire Tiger Emperor, he almost died in the void. He was already in the battlefield just now. While cleaning up the alien creatures and making soy sauce, he recovered from his injuries.

...

"Best man!"

Under "Three Turns of the Dragon Art", Chu Yuan, who had stabilized his demigod realm, pierced the chest of a demigod realm with one shot.

Turning around and looking, I saw a miserable scene.

In the country of Da Chu, Zhong Shengnan, who was once almost invincible, suffered another heavy blow.

The chest cavity on his right side was pierced by the sharp minions of a three-eyed wolf, and the red blood kept flowing out.

In the absence of the spirit, there was a foreign god realm. It was quietly touched within a thousand meters, and it was often suppressed by thunder. A terrifying giant palm hit Chu Yuan's head like a giant mountain.

If he was hit by this palm, Chu Yuan would definitely explode and die.

"Your Highness!"

Zhong Shengnan wailed in pain and punched a ground-level alien race with his backhand and exploded the head of a ground-level alien.

Her eyes were hot and tearful. She once swears to protect His Royal Highness the Prince, but in such a desperate situation, she dragged her back on His Royal Highness the Prince.

If the prince had any mistakes, she would have no face to live in the world again.

Chu Yuan turned his head and looked at the terrifying giant palm, his scalp felt numb.

It was too late to avoid it, so I could only try my best.

The spear in his hand buzzed, and the breath of Chu Yuan's body spread wildly.

"Walk!"

Before the great mountain falls.

The meticulous Shui Liuli had already arrived in this area. The ice crystal sword in her hand transformed into thousands of phantoms and strangled towards the terrifying giant palm.

Chu Yuan is Qin Lang's only disciple.

If she was beheaded by a foreigner under her nose, she, the master's wife, would be shameless to refuse her responsibility.

"Thank you, my master!"

Seeing that his master's wife destroyed the giant palm, Chu Yuan bowed thanks with gratitude, and then rushed towards Zhong Shengnan in a hurry.

He took out the thousand-year Tianshan snow lotus given by his master, took out more than half without hesitation, and stuffed it into Zhong Shengnan's mouth.

After only one section, Zhong Shengnan closed his mouth and said he would not continue taking it no matter what.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is enough. These Tianshan snow lotus are enough to stop the injury. If you have the rest, please replenish your blood and energy in time."

Zhong Shengnan reluctantly gave up the waste and refused to push Tianshan Snow Lotus out.

Chu Yuan was covered in blood, and the blood on his eyelids slid, and he didn't blink.

Looking around, there was no time when a large number of human races withered.

Among them are the strong men of the Nangong Gu clan and also acquaintances on the Qi and Blood Plane.

In such a void battlefield where strong people are like forests, human life is like grass, not worth mentioning.

This place is like a meat grinder, and at every moment, a large number of strong men fall.

"That's Master's grandfather. He was injured. Unfortunately, I'm not in the divine realm. I can't help him. If I go there, I will only cause trouble for the old man."

Chu Yuanyao looked into the distance, and the terrifying figure with a breath of destruction all over his body.

It's none other than Nangong Qingtian.

At this time, Nangong Qingtian had countless injuries on his body, and his glimmered blood kept spilling over the void.

The pattern wrapped around him gradually became dim, which was a sign of exhaustion.

Chu Yuan really wanted to rush up and help the old man.

But he knew very well that he did not have that ability, and rushing up at this time would only cause trouble for the old man.

"Your Highness, can we really win?"

Zhong Shengnan looked at the falling strong man, with tears in his eyes.

"I will win, I will!"

Chu Yuan jumped his spear and strangled the dozens of heavenly alien races that were surrounded and suppressed, and then stared at Zhong Shengnan with bright eyes, full of trust, "We will definitely win, Master, he guards two cities by himself!

As long as we hold on and wait for the Master to arrive, we will definitely win!

Master, he will definitely be able to turn the situation around!”

In Chu Yuan's eyes, there was a flame of confidence that kept burning.

His ultimate goal is to follow his master.

Qin Lang's magnificent back has been deified in the heart of this disciple.
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