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25.Chapter 25 Chapter 0025 Will you become a demon after practicing for a thousand years?

A country that serves the Tianshu Kingdom.

"Haha, it's been a thousand years. I didn't expect that old thief Fanwu would still remember me as a scumbag." Taiqu was not angry because Fanwu said he was a scumbag. Instead, he was proud of the title. He saw him arrive in a few steps. Facing Fan Wu, he continued: "Come on, come on, I will fight your grandfather for three hundred rounds. I have never found an opponent who can fight for more than a thousand years. Now that you appear, you can just let me stretch my muscles."

Fan Wu simply ignored the scum of this continent and looked up at the domineering figure standing in the sky.

"Don't look at it, that's just a fighting spirit of the Great Evil King." Following Fanwu's line of sight, Taiqu's eyes instantly became extremely pious. It was the purest respect for the strong, regardless of distinction. We and the enemy do not distinguish between good and evil.

Sure enough, when he looked up at the domineering figure, the figure standing in the sky gradually dispersed, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"I know that is the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King. I also know that as long as I kill this kid in front of me, the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King will wake up later. However, I will not do this. I have been doing this for thousands of years. Waiting for him. When he returns to this continent, I will know whether it is his unparalleled domineering power or my unparalleled Guiyuan."

The domineering figure disappeared, the cracked void gradually closed, and the distorted space returned to normal as the cracks closed.

After seeing all this, Fan Wu withdrew his gaze, and then looked at Zhao Qingzhu without blinking, as if he was asking Taiqu, and also seemed to be asking himself, "Who is this kid? Why can he withstand great evil?" The king's fighting spirit? Can he control this divine scissor better? "I serve the country of Tianshu.

"Haha, it's been a thousand years. I didn't expect that old thief Fanwu would still remember me as a scumbag." Taiqu was not angry because Fanwu said he was a scumbag. Instead, he was proud of the title. He saw him arrive in a few steps. Facing Fan Wu, he continued: "Come on, come on, I will fight your grandfather for three hundred rounds. I have never found an opponent who can fight for more than a thousand years. Now that you appear, you can just let me stretch my muscles."

Fan Wu simply ignored the scum of this continent and looked up at the domineering figure standing in the sky.

"Don't look at it, that's just a fighting spirit of the Great Evil King." Following Fanwu's line of sight, Taiqu's eyes instantly became extremely pious. It was the purest respect for the strong, regardless of distinction. We and the enemy do not distinguish between good and evil.

Sure enough, when he looked up at the domineering figure, the figure standing in the sky gradually dispersed, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"I know that is the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King. I also know that as long as I kill this kid in front of me, the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King will wake up later. However, I will not do this. I have been doing this for thousands of years. Waiting for him. When he returns to this continent, I will know whether it is his unparalleled domineering power or my unparalleled Guiyuan."

The domineering figure disappeared, the cracked void gradually closed, and the distorted space returned to normal as the cracks closed.

After seeing all this, Fan Wu withdrew his gaze, and then looked at Zhao Qingzhu without blinking, as if he was asking Taiqu, and also seemed to be asking himself, "Who is this kid? Why can he withstand great evil?" The king's fighting spirit? Can he control this divine scissor better? "I serve the country of Tianshu.

"Haha, it's been a thousand years. I didn't expect that old thief Fanwu would still remember me as a scumbag." Taiqu was not angry because Fanwu said he was a scumbag. Instead, he was proud of the title. He saw him arrive in a few steps. Facing Fan Wu, he continued: "Come on, come on, I will fight your grandfather for three hundred rounds. I have never found an opponent who can fight for more than a thousand years. Now that you appear, you can just let me stretch my muscles."

Fan Wu simply ignored the scum of this continent and looked up at the domineering figure standing in the sky.

"Don't look at it, that's just a fighting spirit of the Great Evil King." Following Fanwu's line of sight, Taiqu's eyes instantly became extremely pious. It was the purest respect for the strong, regardless of distinction. We and the enemy do not distinguish between good and evil.

Sure enough, when he looked up at the domineering figure, the figure standing in the sky gradually dispersed, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"I know that is the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King. I also know that as long as I kill this kid in front of me, the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King will wake up later. However, I will not do this. I have been doing this for thousands of years. Waiting for him. When he returns to this continent, I will know whether it is his unparalleled domineering power or my unparalleled Guiyuan."

The domineering figure disappeared, the cracked void gradually closed, and the distorted space returned to normal as the cracks closed.

After seeing all this, Fan Wu withdrew his gaze, and then looked at Zhao Qingzhu without blinking, as if he was asking Taiqu, and also seemed to be asking himself, "Who is this kid? Why can he withstand great evil?" The king’s fighting spirit? Can he control this divine scissors better?”


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