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Chapter Five Hundred and Three Blood Clothes Son(2/2)

"Hey! When you take action, your fate is sealed!"

The avatar of the Witch God smiled coldly, and killed the body of the powerful attacker with one sword. There was a flash of light above his head, and the sky-swallowing gourd issued a suction force, swallowing the immortal light.

Buzz!!!

Wings of God appeared behind the avatar of the Witch God. He used it with all his strength and was blessed by magical powers. His magical powers and body skills immediately reached their limits. He shuttled through the void and wandered in the long river of time, allowing the other six strong men to attack and kill him.

Can't catch any trace at all.

"Who is he? How can he be so strong? Why don't I have any impression of him?"

Xue Haitian was so cold that he broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that he had kicked the iron plate. Originally, with the strength he brought, he could easily suppress the strong men of the ninth level of Wuji. Unfortunately, he did not expect that the cloned wizard god would be so terrifying.

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"Bai Hao, if you don't take action yet, when will you wait?"

Xue Haitian quickly asked for help, but his tone did not sound like he was asking for help.

"Hey! Why do we want to take action? There is no grudge or grudge, it's just that the deal has not been successful yet!"

Bai Hao sneered. The three of them stood far away. They originally planned to take advantage of the opportunity to snatch the spiritual plant, but after seeing the power of the avatar of the Witch God, they no longer had any idea.

Such powerful people, with their eyesight, can already guess that this is definitely a powerful existence of half-step quasi-emperor.

Silently, the void opened, and the Tianwu Poison Map unfolded, shrouding a powerful man at the eighth level of Wuji.

"Open it for me!"

The strong man roared, his divine power surged, and he attacked with treasures, but he could not break through the poisonous map of the sky at all. He was sucked in, and with a flash of black light, he merged into the void and disappeared without a trace before the remaining five strong men could attack.

Uh-huh...!

The clone of the Witch God shattered time and space with one foot, and appeared next to another strong man. This strong man was also very experienced. With a roll of the magic sword in his hand, a beam of sword light tens of millions of feet had already fallen on the head of the clone of the Witch God.

"Hey, good come!"

The clone of the Witch God sneered, and with a stroke of the Tianfeng sword, all the sword light was shattered. His other hand had already launched the Infinite Soul-Destroying Palm, blasting the opponent's body to pieces. He opened his mouth wide and mixed the essence of the opponent's body with the rest.

The extinguishing light was swallowed up.

Powerful and brutal!

"nice taste!"

The avatar of the Witch God smacked his lips and bared his teeth, revealing two rows of teeth that shone with cold light and looked like treasures.

In the blink of an eye, half of the eight Wuji eighth-level experts were lost.

Xue Haitian broke into a cold sweat as he watched. Quietly, he had a divine bow in his hand, and he was drawing the bow like a mysterious moon, looking for an opportunity.

In the vast world.

"This person's strength has surpassed mine!"

Daozu sighed deeply. He looked at Yun Zhongzi with burning eyes, "Where did you get your help?"

"Didn't you already guess it?"

Yun Zhongzi smiled.

Daozu's body trembled, showing a look of horror, "Could it be, could it be...!"

Yun Zhongzi nodded.

"Could it be that that person is also...!"

Daozu is talking about the stone man's clone.

"Otherwise, what do you think?"

After Yun Zhongzi finished speaking, Daozu's body shook, then shook again, and three times, and he could not calm down for a long time.

"No wonder, no wonder!"

After a long time, Daozu calmed down and sighed, "No wonder little Princess Ouyang said that you killed many powerful men at the ninth level of Wuji. That's it!"

He had already made some guesses, but the possibility was so unbelievable that he couldn't believe it. Now that he heard Yun Zhongzi admit it himself, he felt suddenly.

"In our ancient world, an extraordinary figure has truly emerged. Now he has surpassed me as the Taoist ancestor. In the future, he may surpass Master Pangu. No, this is not a possibility, but a certainty!"
Chapter completed!
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