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140. Chapter 140 Chapter 0139 The rules have to be changed in a short time

A hurricane surged out of the canyon like a flood and roared past, heading straight to the end of the plain. In an instant, millions of warriors were as panicked as ants, scurrying against the yellow sand in the strong wind.

The weaker ones were swallowed up by the strong wind and drowned by the yellow sand in an instant.

Half of the millions of people lay down in the blink of an eye. The remaining half successfully avoided the threat of strong wind and yellow sand and climbed up the high slope, advancing towards the depths of the wilderness.

The strong wind passed by, but the yellow sand remained the same.

Looking at the densely packed warriors submerged in the yellow sand, the old man in white robe shook his head and sighed, with such strength, do you still want to go to the Blood Prison?

"who?"

Suddenly, the old man in white robe raised his head and shouted loudly, and the old man in black robe flashed out without saying a word.

Above the sky, Taiqu was swinging leisurely, blinking his small eyes at the old man in white robe like a ghost. When he saw the old man in black robe rushing towards him, he quickly jumped to the ground and stretched out his hand to stop the old man in black robe. Said: "What a violent black dragon."

"Taiqu!"

The old man in black robe was slightly startled, and then he retreated from the old man in white robe.

"Haha, Lord Bai Zhai, Black Dragon Envoy, how have you been these past thousand years?"

Lord Bai Zhai, the Black Dragon Envoy, the founder of the Hundred Tribes, the only remaining peerless strong man in the mainland, never participates in any battles, and only lives for the Hundred Tribes.

"I know why the hurricane beast appears here. It turns out you are causing trouble."

Taking a look at Taiqu, who was still as wretched as before, a trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the old man in white robes, and then he said coldly: "When hundreds of tribes attack, you have to come out and cause trouble every time. You are so idle."

"Haha, you two have peerless cultivation, but you just choose to write the genealogy of hundreds of families to check and balance the hundreds of families. Aren't you so idle?"

Balls hurt?

The two old men, black and white, blinked in confusion.

"Ah ha, new knowledge. I have a lot of fun stuff here. Do you want to learn it?"


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