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707. Meeting the King 7

That kind of pure black spiritual power carries the aura of destroying everything.

Like flying down from the clear sky, it instantly reaches the direction of Yonghe Temple on Wuji Mountain.

"Boom." Suddenly, there was an earth-shaking loud noise.

That majestic power directly shook the mountains, and the sky and the earth were darkened.

The clouds and mist that originally shrouded the mountains dispersed in an instant.[

Reveal the true colors of Wujishan inside.

"King of Hell?" The immortal uncle from the Lama Temple, who was originally cold-eyed, raised his eyebrows high when he saw this, looking at the huge black beam of light.

The King of Hell has come in person.

"Go and inform the mountain master quickly."

"yes."

Just as the immortal uncle shouted, a person was wearing a black and gold iron robe, with flying sleeves from a black beam of light coming from above.

It is dark, iron-hard, and ferocious.

As soon as this person comes out, the whole world will be darkened.

That thick dark aura swallows everything.

"King." As soon as this person appeared, the black hell masters who had already appeared everywhere turned around and bowed to this person.

The uniform iron hardness brought with it a chilling wind.

The man was cold and cold, and his face could not be seen clearly in the dark.

But in the midst of the chill that filled his body, he suddenly raised his hand high.

Suddenly, the huge pillar of dark light turned in the air and rushed towards the black stone peak.

"Bang." The sky was bright and the sand and rocks were flying.

There was no color at all in the air.

Only the quicksand flying all over the sky.

Flying sand and rocks, shrouded in darkness.

A fierce momentum spreads out, and the world is in chaos.[

In this chaos, the huge black stone peak began to crack from the top.

Then there was a crackle, and the mountain suddenly shattered.

Countless boulders rolled down from both sides.

The dark black stone peak exploded with a bang from the middle.

Then, I saw the King of Hell clasping his fingers in the air.

Suddenly, a huge suction force rose rapidly from bottom to top.

A figure was instantly lifted up from the Black Stone Peak.

His face was pale and he was covered in scars.

The chains on his body were imprisoning him layer by layer, but his expression remained arrogant.

It’s not who that Di Sha is.


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