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5438 is really unhappy with retribution!

In fact, when recalling the competition between Liu Shangyuan and Qin Guancheng, many people are still confused. No matter what they think, there is no need for Liu Shangyuan to attack Qin Guancheng like that.

"After this disaster, even if my Yuding Sect escapes by chance, this sect will probably not be able to save it. My spiritual roots are broken, and even if I rebuild the sect in the future, I am afraid it will be difficult to take on a great task." Qin Guancheng continued.

"Sect Master, don't worry. As long as you save your life today, the inheritance of my Yuding Sect is still there. Building a sect is not difficult. As long as you find the right treasure, your injury may not be impossible to heal." An elder advised earnestly

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"It can't be cured." Qin Guancheng shook his head and showed a bitter smile on his face. "One step is wrong, every step is wrong. Back then, I was thinking about calculating others, but today I was suffering from the consequences. The cycle of nature and the retribution is indeed unhappy!"

What, what does the Sect Master mean? Everyone was shocked.

"Moo..." Just when everyone was surprised and inexplicably, the beast roar sounded, and a purple soul beast tore open the defensive barrier and rushed towards the sect leader's hall.

At this time, everyone in the Yuding Sect was seriously injured and had no power to fight again. Only Pu Duanyang was guarding the hall. Seeing this, Pu Duanyang gritted his teeth and raised his sword again.

"Elder Pu is careful!" Everyone in the hall exclaimed in unison.

This time, the purple soul beast that pounced on the hall was about 100 feet tall and about 2 feet long. Even the pair of fangs were half a foot long. It was covered with purple mist, and there was a dazzling silver light in it. It was actually one that could be

The giant-toothed silver elephant of the fifth grade of the Emperor Saint - no, the strength of the purple soul beast is one level higher than that of the normal monsters of similar types. The strength of this giant-toothed silver elephant has actually reached the sixth grade of the Emperor Saint.

Pu Duanyang's cultivation is the fourth grade of the Emperor Saint, and he could not have been the opponent of this giant-toothed silver elephant, not to mention that he was injured at this time and his holy energy was greatly damaged, so he was even less than an opponent.

Looking at the majestic figure of the giant-toothed silver elephant and Pu Duanyang's slightly hunched back, the hearts of the people in the Yuding Sect sank to the bottom of the valley, and tears flowed in many people's eyes.

"Junior Brother Pu!" At this moment, Liu Sanjue shouted loudly, flew over from the crack in the barrier, and slashed at the giant-toothed silver elephant with a sword.

Although Liu Sanjue's cultivation has reached the seventh level of Emperor Saint, he has also used his body technique to the extreme at this time, as fast as a rainbow that penetrates the sun, it is obviously too late.

Seeing that Pu Duanyang was about to die tragically, an old figure emerged from the gate.

"Sect Master!" A burst of exclamations sounded from the crowd. Several elders wanted to stop him, but they were one step too late.

"Boom!" The next moment, Qin Guancheng was already blocking Pu Duanyang's body, and his long sword slashed over the head of the giant-toothed silver elephant.

The boundless power surged like a tide. Qin Guancheng stumbled and took several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood, slumped on his back to the ground, and the giant-toothed silver elephant also paused slightly.

Although it was just a momentary pause, this little time was enough for Liu Sanjue. Another loud bang, and the sword that had put all its strength into the giant-toothed silver elephant had fallen heavily.

Although the giant-toothed silver elephant is comparable to the fifth grade of the Emperor Saint, and after it has mutated into a purple soul beast, it has reached the sixth grade of the Emperor Saint, but how can it resist the seventh grade of the Emperor Saint's rage sword?

"Moo..." As the screams, the giant-toothed silver elephant turned into nothingness.

"Junior Brother Pu." Liu Sanjue's body did not stop and he stepped forward to Pu Duanyang with a big strode.

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