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The fourth thousand two hundred and eighty-two chapters of the devil

"roar!"

"Woo!"

It's like someone is roaring, or it's like someone is yelling.

The sound is extremely terrifying and extremely cunning.

boom!

The ground trembled even more crazily.

Many people began to be a little unstable.

A hurricane hit, cutting the face straight like a blade.

Afterwards, the top of the sky and in the clouds, the roars became stronger and stronger.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked around in panic.

However, at this moment, the dust began to shake off from the body of Han Sanqian, which was completely covered in ashes...

It was like the ashes that shook off due to the shaking of the earthquake, but it was also like he began to move slightly...

The person who was very close to him was stunned by this scene, forgot the hurricane and the earthquake, and just looked at him foolishly, not even dared to blink even a moment, for fear of missing something because of it.

"Smack!"

A subtle sound began to appear on the corpse, but it was buried among the sounds of hurricanes and earthquakes.

"He moved, he moved, he was not dead!"

The people who were close to each other could no longer collapse. They shouted loudly and ran around in panic.

They have no direction, only faith, that is, to stay as far away from this ghost thing as possible...

As soon as they were in chaos, the people next to them also began to get in chaos.

They may not have observed Han Sanqian's body, but when they heard the people inside shouting wildly, they subconsciously began to scatter and escape.

So, in just over a dozen seconds, the group of people had completely become ants on the hot pan, so messy that they couldn't bear to look at them.

The two confidants were still a little far away from there, but when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel weak at this time.

Behind him, Ming Yu and others were watching him. It seems that he can't do it if he doesn't go. But the situation on the other side has become like that. He wants to go, and it seems that he can't come back alive.

And just when the two were in a dilemma.

Suddenly!

roar!

A long roar broke through the sky!

Almost at the same time, a ray of glow suddenly broke out from Han Sanqian's body, snatching the sky!

Boom!!

The dark clouds in the sky are moving away quickly, and then they form a vortex!

At the same time, a dark red light formed in the vortex!

Honey!

The light of the sky is soaring into the vortex and meets the dark red light!

Heaven and earth are connected in an instant!

It is both magical and magical, and it is sweeping wildly with huge power!

Bang bang bang bang!

With the rays of sunlight emitted by Han Sanqian as the center, within a few meters of the radius, the hurricanes were produced. Wherever they passed, everything was destroyed and disappeared.

"Run, run."

Even though the people around him were fortunately not swallowed up by the hurricane produced by Han Sanqian, they saw that their teammates in front were already like this, so they could only shout in a hurry and flee wildly.

"Crazy, crazy, what's going on?"

The Black Mountain Ancestor stood in its original place and murmured.

Although her face seemed calm, she knew better than anyone else. She was not so calm at all. She was just simply and completely shocked by Han Sanqian Zhijing in front of her.

She wanted to run, but her face and fear made her unable to lift her legs at all.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

"Yes, isn't Han Sanqian already dead? Why... why is this still like this in this world?"

"It's still because he has done too many bad things, and he will be taken away by God if he dies?"

Hearing these words, the Black Mountain Demonic shook her head wildly: "No, no, it's impossible. If it's God to accept people, I'll ask you, why is it not to punish thunder but to the rays of lightning?"

After saying something, everyone was speechless.

Yes, it should be thunder.

"Can that guy... God is helping him?"

"No...no, right? Could that guy be alive if he dies?"

"Is there a possibility that I just guessed. That guy didn't die from beginning to end. He...he is now just absorbing the energy between heaven and earth through his way?"

When the man said this, it was obvious that cold sweat was already experiencing on his forehead.

This speculation is indeed bold and crazy, but I have to say that he is reasonable again.

Everyone is a practitioner of Taoism, and some situations can be easily understood, because Han Sanqian looks more like this possibility now.

But the problem is...

If that's the case, how can they play with this guy?
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