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Is there a winner?

No one would hope to encounter such a powerful enemy. If it wasn't Zitian Prison, if the Tianji Holy Lord was fighting against Litian, of course they would like to wish him to die on the spot.

But there are not so many things in the world. If the space barrier has been torn open, the purple soul beast has entered the Wuji Holy Heaven, and the innocent people are tragically dying. Only the Holy Lord of Heaven can change all this and resolve this disaster.

In this case, how could Gu Fenghua and his men hope that the Saint of Heaven will die in the hands of Li Tian?

Holding the long sword tightly, the few people almost couldn't help but rush up to help him, but then look at the purple soul beasts who died tragically on the ground, and force themselves to give up this idea and force themselves to calm down. It was just the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Ji and Litian.

The aftermath of the battle can make these purple soul beasts crushed to pieces. They don’t think their flesh and blood can be much stronger than the Heaven-Swallowing Crocodile.

"Boom!" Another shocking sound came, Gu Fenghua and his men shook their feet and almost fell to the ground by being shocked.

Steady his body, the few people quickly looked at the Zitian Prison. They saw that the earth cracked on the ancient wasteland filled with purple mist, forming an abyss that lasted several miles long. The Saint Lord of Heaven and the Chitie stood on both sides of the abyss.

Finally stopped.

Has the winner been decided? Gu Fenghua and his friends finally felt relieved and felt ecstatic.

At this time, the Holy Lord of Heaven stood with his hands behind his back. Looking from a distance, although his face was a little tired, his towering aura was not diminishing in half. The body opposite was rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily, and several gusts were gushing out of his body.

Blood. Its eyes also showed a bit of pain. Although it looked even more ferocious, it was obviously injured and not bombarded.

"Lietian, if you don't stop, don't blame me for being hurt!" Tianji Saint Lord looked at Lietian and said proudly.

"Old man Tianji, if it weren't for my injury to Ritian, I had lost my strength just now in order to break the barrier, and you thought you could hurt me. I want to see how you could save them, hahahaha..." Ritian...

Tian laughed wildly, with a little unwillingness, turned around and ran towards the depths of Zitian Prison.

Hearing this passage, Gu Fenghua had some clarity. It seems that last time Lie Tian used the art of beast soul blood sacrifice to gather the animal shape by forcefully condensing the animal shape, and he paid a considerable price. He has not been injured yet.

He recovered, and his strength was greatly damaged in order to break through the space barrier of Zi Tianzhu. If it weren't for this, the Holy Lord of Heaven wouldn't have defeated him so easily.

However, although it was defeated and injured, with the inherently powerful defense of the monster, if it wanted to escape, it would be difficult for the Heavenly Holy Lord to catch up with it. What's more, this is the Zitian Prison, where the world-destroying purple dust is everywhere

Lietian has been eroded by the purple dust and has changed greatly, and there is no hindrance at all. Even if the Tianji Saint Lord is strong, he will definitely be affected by some influence, and it will be even more difficult to chase and kill.

Sure enough, seeing Lie Tian turn around and escape, the Holy Lord of Tianji flew to chase after him, but he only chased him for less than a hundred feet and stopped helplessly. In the distance, Lie Tian had disappeared from the depths of the purple dust, even if

His powerful divine thoughts of the Holy Lord cannot detect its aura, so how can he chase and kill it?

Turning around, the Holy Lord Tianji looked at the crack in the space and the ancient town below the crack, and frowned slightly.

At this time, most of the people in the town had been killed or injured, and only a few were still struggling hard. With their familiarity with the town, they avoided the massacre of the purple soul beast. However, at some point, the faint purple dust also passed through.

The cracks float quietly in the town.


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