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Chapter 4329: The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked

"What do you mean?"

Zhuo Wen raised his eyebrows and looked at the many guards who completely surrounded him, with a sneer in his heart.

How could he not notice the meaningful look in Shi Sheng's eyes just before he left?

He really didn't expect that Shi Sheng would be such a narrow-minded person. He was just saying a fair word and actually planned to capture him.

"Knowingly asking! You openly contradicted our clan leader and deserved the death penalty! However, my Shiran clan is not an unreasonable person. If you take out tens of billions of chaos crystals, or treasures of equal value, we can sentence you to a suspended sentence!

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"As long as you can come up with better things later, your crime will continue to be reduced and you will eventually be acquitted."

The leader of the team was a middle-aged man with rosacea. He looked at Zhuo Wen jokingly and shamelessly openly blackmailed him.

Many monks who were originally queuing up around the great temple retreated some distance.

Their faces were calm, and they were not surprised by the middle-aged man's threatening words. It was obvious that they had already known some of the corrupt styles of the people of the Shi Ran clan and were accustomed to them.

Among the bystanders, many showed pity for Zhuo Wen.xdw8

This person is still too outspoken, and he dares to speak to Shi Sheng like that. Isn't this hitting the muzzle of the gun?

"No wonder your Shi Ran Realm can only be ranked at the bottom among the sixteen higher realms! As the so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, your clan leader is not a good person, and your subordinates are a bunch of moths.

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"I can't see that within a hundred years, your status in the higher realm of Shiran realm will not be preserved."

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said bluntly, it seems that this Shiran realm lags behind other higher realms, not without reason.

A group of corpse-like garbage manages the Shiran Realm. It is simply a fantasy that the Shiran Realm can prosper and catch up with other higher realms.

Zhuo Wen was simply speechless and never stopped talking. With one sentence, everyone was completely shocked.

This is a plan to offend the Shiran clan to death.

"You are so brave. You dare to criticize our Shi Ran clan. Do you not take our Shi Ran clan seriously?"

The middle-aged man with rosacea had a gloomy face, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared at Zhuo Wen.

"I'm sorry, I really don't take your Shiran clan seriously! Also, you talk a lot of nonsense, you can shut up!"

Zhuo Wen replied without looking back, intending to enter the great temple.

He didn't want to get too entangled with these people. Now, he just wanted to rush to Zixuan Holy City as soon as possible.

However, he wanted to leave, but the guards did not intend to let him go.

The middle-aged man with rosacea stopped in front of Zhuo Wen, with a cold smile on his face.

"Where do you want to go?" The middle-aged man's aura was arrogant, and the aura of the early stages of the universe rushed out of his body like an erupting volcano.

"I came to your Shi Ran Divine City just to use your ancient teleportation array! I think you'd better not stop me, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of anger. He was blocked again and again, and he was very impatient in his heart.

"You threaten me? A mere ant in the middle of the Great Tribulation actually dares to threaten me!"

The middle-aged man laughed. As soon as he finished speaking, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly burst out, and the aura of the early stage of the universe was completely released.

A huge Dharma statue hung in the void behind him, hundreds of feet high, overlooking all living beings around the great temple.

"You arrogant person, I will not kill you today. I will destroy your limbs, practice and soul, and then take you back to the torture hall for interrogation! I will not condemn you until the great clan leader returns."

The middle-aged man blended into the huge Dharma form. He spoke slowly, and his majestic voice spread throughout the entire divine city, like the mighty power of God.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge dharma image fell with one palm, crushing down on Zhuo Wen's head, as thick and terrifying as a mountain.

Many monks who originally retreated a certain distance were so frightened that they retreated again when the middle-aged man suddenly took action.

Until they were far enough away, they looked with lingering fear at the palm that was constantly burning with the fire of the Dharma, completely engulfing Zhuo Wen's tiny figure.

Then, the earth where the divine city was located heard a shocking explosion.

Everyone shook their heads secretly, knowing that the young demon cultivator was dead.

After all, that young demon cultivator's cultivation was too poor and he was only in the middle of the Great Tribulation of the Universe.

However, what shocked everyone was that the huge Dharma Palm, which was as thick as a towering mountain, suddenly collapsed.

The huge Dharma form let out a rather shrill and frightened cry, covering its shattered right palm, and retreated continuously.

The place where the young demon cultivator originally stood suddenly surged with strange demonic energy.

In the dark and deep demonic aura, the two scarlet light spots were so conspicuous and eerie.

boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder on the ground.

In the billowing demonic energy, the two scarlet light spots suddenly shot up and rushed towards the retreating Dharma.

Only then did everyone finally see clearly that the two scarlet light spots were a pair of eyes full of demonic energy, and within the demonic aura was the young demonic cultivator.

He was seen holding a demonic sword in his right hand that was also shrouded in demonic aura, and rushed in front of the Dharma Prime Minister with lightning speed.

Dharma Prime roared angrily, and his other arm suddenly swept forward, hitting the young demon cultivator hard.

Keng!

The young demon cultivator did not dodge, he held the demon sword in his hand and slashed out violently.

Everyone was stunned to find that the other arm of the Dharma Prime Minister had been cut off at shoulder level.

Clang clang clang!

The young demon cultivator was like a black lightning flashing around the huge dharma image.

His speed was so fast that he couldn't even see the middle-aged man in the image clearly.

When the young demonic cultivator finally stopped at the top of the great temple, holding the demonic sword in his right hand, tilted to his side, a pair of scarlet eyes looked at the huge dharma image not far away indifferently.

The middle-aged man stared at the young demon cultivator on the temple. He wanted to rush up and tear the young demon cultivator into pieces.

But a feeling of powerlessness came over him, and he was horrified to find that his dharma image began to fall apart and eventually disintegrated into countless light spots.

The middle-aged man spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a state of disgrace. His whole body was twitching, and his whole body was filled with heartbreaking pain.

"How can you be so strong? Are you really a strong man in the middle of the Great Tribulation of the Universe?" The middle-aged man stared at the young demon cultivator on the Great Temple and asked in disbelief.

All the monks around the Great Temple seemed to have become mute, staring blankly at the scene in front of them that was extremely incredible to them.

Zhuo Wenli ignored the middle-aged man, but jumped down from the temple and walked towards one of the ancient teleportation arrays in the great temple.

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