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Chapter 3909: Melee breaks out

In just an instant, the huge shadow was sucked into the belly of the little sky-swallowing beast!

Mu Qing's figure appeared!

Mu Qing was shocked, but Chen Ping's Holy Light Fist was already in front of him, and he had no time to dodge!

boom!

Mu Qing was hit hard by Chen Ping's move!

Mu Qing's body flew backwards instantly, vomiting blood!

He never expected that such a situation would occur!

When Manager Liu saw this, he panicked, jumped up, and slapped Chen Ping with his palm!

The palm prints are condensed, covering the sky and the earth!

When the Palace Master of Guanghan Palace saw this, his body rose into the air in an instant. The temperature of the world suddenly dropped, and with a palm shot, it directly froze and shattered Manager Liu's palm print!

This way Chen Ping was not harmed, otherwise Chen Ping would definitely not be dead or injured if General Manager Liu took action!

"kill…………"

As Manager Liu fought with the Palace Master of Guanghan Palace, Luo Shouhai shouted loudly!

In an instant, everyone rose into the sky!

They had already made preparations, and now they are firing out spiritual power one after another!

Everyone in the Mu family also took action at the same time!

Just when the melee was about to break out, the void shook, and then a figure appeared in the air!

"Father…………"

Seeing the person coming, Mu Qing suddenly became excited!

It turned out to be a phantom of the head of the Mu family. He must have known that Mu Qing and others came to Guanghan Palace to take revenge, so he came here worried!

"Qing'er, you are too careless. Now you are the only son left as a father. What if something happens to you?"

"Now go do what you want to do, I'll stop the others!"

The head of the Mu family said to Mu Qing!

After hearing his father's words, Mu Qing nodded excitedly!

But Guang

The Palace Master of the Cold Palace looked terrifyingly gloomy at this moment, and her eyes were full of coldness!

She can still handle Manager Liu!

But here comes another Mu family leader. Although he is just a shadow, his strength is probably not lower than the ninth level of the Tribulation Realm!

"I'll stop this old guy!"

I saw the old Demon Mountain Ghost roaring angrily, and then a gray aura surged through his body, directly forming a giant claw and heading towards the head of the Mu family!

The Palace Master of Guanghan Palace also waved his hand, and the monstrous cold air surged out, turning into two icicles and attacking Manager Liu!

The melee started instantly, with countless auras flying around and various spells intertwined!

The heaven and earth were trembling in the melee. The entire Southern Territory seemed to be affected, and space-time cracks continued to flash in the void!

The entire Heavenly Demon Mountain shook, and countless people stared in the direction of Guanghan Palace!

Thousands of monks were fighting in mid-air!

The air was filled with thick fluctuations of spiritual energy. Every time the monk swung his fist or drew his sword, it was accompanied by a huge roar of spiritual energy, as if it was about to tear the world apart.

Their figures shuttled quickly across the battlefield, as elusive as ghosts, and every confrontation was accompanied by a burst of dazzling spiritual light, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The monks' magic weapons and spiritual weapons were flying in the air, some streaking across the sky like meteors, some weighing down like giant mountains, and some as misty as phantoms.

Every time the magic weapon collided, there was a deafening sound that made the ground tremble.

The light of the magic weapons intertwined to form a gorgeous sea of ​​light, enveloping the entire battlefield.

The monks' shouts, roars, and curses came and went, forming a passionate battle symphony.

Their faces were full of determination and madness, and each pair of eyes shone with blazing light, as if they were pouring out all their power.

On the battlefield, dust was flying and smoke filled the air. Every time a monk fell to the ground, a blood flower bloomed, dyeing the land bright red.




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