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Chapter 403, you go kill him three thousand words(1/2)

God can't do it either, let alone you.

Such arrogant words suddenly stimulated the Wangtian Chuan.

The strength of this Wangtian Gun was so terrifying that it soared into the sky and instantly broke Di Linglong's sword net, opened his bloody mouth and swallowed it towards Di Linglong.

"I want to swallow me, come and try it."

Di Linglong walked up with his sword.

In an instant, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the sky was dark, and the terrible aura collided together, and the large areas of space collapsed and shattered, making people feel cold in their hearts.

One man and one beast seem to be evenly matched, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to decide the outcome.

The immortal in the pot was still calm. Even when he faced Di Linglong's terrible power, he had no fluctuations in his heart. Although he was not strong, he did not dare to underestimate him with all kinds of means.

The immortal in the pot shook his head.

It's meaningless.

What if I kill this woman named Di Linglong?

Killing is just a means, not an end.

He didn't care about Di Linglong's offense to him, even if he met the younger generation who betrayed him, he would not have any fluctuations in his heart.

Hate? It's just some low-level and useless things.

At this time, Wen Xiao finally recovered. He knelt humbly in front of the immortal in the pot, his voice a little hoarse and shrill: "Senior, I beg you. No matter what happened, so many people are innocent.

, please take action to save the divine beast and save all the people.”

"Innocent? Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent." The immortal in the pot said this, which made people confused.

Wen Xiao couldn't understand, but he could feel the meaning of the immortal in the pot.

"Senior, please." Wen Xiao's voice trembled, full of despair and begging: "I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you and give my life for you."

“Not interested.”

The voice of the immortal in the pot is still cold.

He saw too much pain in the world.

He had no interest in anything except his grandest wish.

A shadow suddenly appeared in Wen Xiao's eyes, staring at the immortal in the pot, his breath began to become violent, and his voice was low and angry: "The immortal in the pot!!"

The immortal in the pot shook his head, stretched out a finger, and a white light flashed by: "Don't take out this little power."

The shadow in Wen Xiao's eyes instantly dissipated.

The second personality, who originally tried to take the opportunity to occupy his body, was directly suppressed.

It's really boring.

The immortal in the pot shook his head.

"It seems that there is another person."

The immortal in the pot remembered Luo Sen.

He remembered that there were four people on the other side.

There is also a silver-haired boy who should be from the Luo family. The Luo family has not had a long history and is an emerging family that has only suddenly emerged in recent years.

The Immortal in the Huzhong and the Luo family have no connection. As for the mysterious secret inheritance of the Luo family, it has nothing to do with him, so the Immortal in the Huzhong knows little about the Luo family.

The silver-haired boy just now seemed to have been hiding behind Di Linglong for some reason.

The immortal in the pot glanced at him, and suddenly a holy light flashed in front of him. An angel of wisdom appeared, holding a golden book in his hand and saluted him gracefully.

Um?

Summoning skills?

The immortal in the pot was not very prepared for Luo Sen.

The wise Angel suddenly opened the Golden Book and launched an attack with a smile: "Divine Word..."

Suddenly, the smile on Zhi Angel's face froze.

Because it finds itself speechless.

On the other side, the immortal in the pot gently uttered a few words: "Divine Words? Forbidden Words!"

Divine Technique!

The immortal in the pot actually used his magical technique!

The wise angel panicked.

How could it be? Only a very small number of spiritual spirits can master the magic skills. This is the power given by the Lord of Light, how could the other party do it?

"Go back, this world is so ugly and dark, don't come again." The immortal in the pot did not hurt the angel of wisdom, but waved his hand.

A force of expulsion is released.

The angel of wisdom was instantly expelled and dissipated.

And at this moment, Luo Sen used the space to shuttle behind the immortal in the pot. Although the immortal in the pot discovered it, he didn't seem to care much.

He felt that fighting and killing were meaningless, and he did not think that Rosen would cause him any trouble.

This is an opportunity.

A ray of light burst into Luo Sen's eyes.

He summoned the wise angel to attract the attention of the immortal in the pot, and hid on the side and waited for an opportunity to move. He could no longer suppress the aura of the demon-refining pot.

Since getting close to the immortal in the pot, the demon-refining pot began to release the desire in a crazy way, and urgently wanted to combine it with the immortal in the pot into one.

Once the power of the demon-refining pot is released, the immortal in the pot will immediately discover it.

So he had to take action immediately.

There is only one chance.

If you fail, it is impossible for the immortal in the pot to give him a second chance.

In terms of strength, Luo Sen is far from being the opponent of the immortal in the pot.

"Immortal in the pot, come in." Luo Sen roared, and a simple small pot appeared in his hand. This was the first time he showed his demon-refining pot in front of outsiders.

The aura of the demon refining pot was released unscrupulously.

A vast and vast atmosphere seemed to melt the world's aura.

Luo Sen urged the demon refining pot crazy, and instilled spiritual power into it desperately, hoping to release the real power of the demon refining pot.

The immortal in the pot, who was always calm and light, couldn't help but tremble when he felt the aura of the demon-refining pot.

This power...

The immortal in the pot is in chaos.

This is the first time he has been in a panic in tens of thousands of years.

"How is it possible? Didn't you be destroyed with that world? Why do you still exist?" The immortal in the pot shouted.

The demon-refining pot suddenly released a very powerful suction force, and the power in the body of the immortal in the pot began to become restless and violent.

The two are one.

Naturally, you will spontaneously want to combine it into one.

But the immortal in the pot was unwilling to do so, because the current owner of the demon-refining pot was not him. If he was combined into one now, he would be enslaved.

The white mist on the body of the immortal in the pot was instantly sucked away by the power of the demon-refining pot.

This layer of white mist was originally used to cover up the appearance and breath.

At this moment, the appearance and breath of the immortal in the pot were naturally revealed.

Luo Sen was delighted, at least the first step was completed.

But the next moment, Luo Senxin fell to the bottom.

Because the figure of the immortal in the pot was not moving at all, the powerful suction power of the demon refining pot seemed to have no choice but to do anything about him.

A complicated look flashed in the fairy's eyes in the pot. He looked at the demon-refining pot: "I didn't expect you to be still there, we have been separated for too long."

Unfortunately, the Demon Refining Pot already has a master.

Even he could not take away the ownership of the demon-refining pot.

"It's just that." The fairy in the pot looked at Luo Sen, her eyes as vast as a sea of ​​stars, extremely deep: "You are too weak."

Yes, it's too weak.

No matter how powerful the artifact is, it depends on who the envoy is. Luo Sen's strength is not enough to forcefully take away the immortal in the pot and restore the demon-refining pot to complete it.

"You are the first person in tens of thousands of years to make me murderous." The immortal in the pot said slowly: "Be proud."

Luo Sen's hair was standing up all over his body. He wanted to escape quickly, but he was one step slower. The immortal in the pot pointed out directly.
To be continued...
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