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Chapter 447: Is the cyan panel also anti-Japanese?

The entire ground collapsed and a large amount of soil and rocks surged outward.

The old ancestor Xuekui coughed up blood from his mouth, turned into a blood shadow and ran out of the ground in horror. His body was blurred and he kept emitting a burning smell.

One attack on the Tathagata's divine palm almost killed him.

At this moment, the new wounds and old ones are burning, and the internal organs seem to be burning.

However, when he ran away in a hurry, a light flashed in front of him and a figure appeared.

The Dugu Qiubai instantly stopped him.

His face was horrified.

"I've already taken you, what else do you want to do?"

"I suddenly regret it. You should take another blow to me. I promise this blow will definitely be the last one."

The figure in front of him said.

"you…"

The Xuekui Patriarch vomited blood with a deep mouth, his eyes grief and angry: "The despicable villain, without trust."

Boom!

Zhang Yuan waved the snow drink and slashed it down with one knife.

He didn't expect that the Xue Kui Patriarch would be so lucky that he could still survive after receiving a Tathagata's magic palm.

How could he really let the tiger go back to the mountain?

After slashing with one knife, it began to kill continuously.

It was said to be a single knife, but in fact it was dozens of knife points at once.

The sound of the old ancestor Xuekui roaring in grief and anger continued to be heard under the shadows of the sword.

Zhang Yuan finally stopped after killing dozens of times.

Wait quietly for a moment.

Merit value +410

Zhang Yuan showed joy.

Still dead.

Soon he frowned again.

The Xuekui Ancestor and the Qinglong Ancestor are both fifth-level experts, so why is the Qinglong Ancestor only 270, while the Xuekui Ancestor is 410.

He fell into thinking and found a problem.

The one with the highest merit value seems to be the evil god.

Just like in Wuliu Temple, in the Soul-Breaking Valley, the three evil gods reached 1350 merit points.

The second is the demon clan.

Like the current Xue Kui Ancestor and Jue Wushuang, Jue Wushuang also has 300 merit points after he dies.

Then there are evil spirits and half demons.

Like the Ancestor of the Green Dragon, he is a half-demon, but only 270, but the few little evil spirits he killed before also reached 200.

The person with the least merit value is the person.

No matter how strong or weak a person has, his merits are pitifully small.

So far, it seems that few of the people he killed have reached more than 200.

so!

How do you divide the merit value?

"If I am not a race, my heart will be different. Does the blue panel also know this?"

Zhang Yuan murmured in his heart.

He felt a little stranger.

As long as you are not a human, your merit is very high.

Because the Ancestor Qinglong also had half of the bloodline, his merit value also lowered.

Could it be that this blue panel is also anti-Japanese?

He felt more and more like playing games.

After thinking for a while, I stopped thinking about it. After collecting the snow drink, I ran towards the big city ahead again.

By the time he arrived at the big city again, the battle below was coming to an end.

Under the attacks of Zhao Tiangang and Shangguan Yunhai, the two elders of the Xuanjie family vomited blood and were no longer supported. One of them had his arms broken.

The other person also roared and retreated one after another, and the demon soul on his body was about to be dispersed.

Zhang Yuan looked up and looked into the sky.

I saw lightning and thunder in the sky, and the glow was shining brightly. Lao Zhang showed his divine power, like a generation of god kings resurrected, with long hair flying and sharp eyes, and no longer had the humility and concession of the past.

He roared and roared, causing the sky to collapse, and a huge Tai Chi diagram above his head rotated wildly, leading to the thunder tribulation in all directions, like a terrifying yin and yang black hole, hitting the demon soul.

The demon soul roared endlessly, and his body was filled with demonic energy, bursting out terrifying magic lights, hitting the terrifying Tai Chi diagram.

But the Tai Chi diagram is bright and the yin and yang flow, which seems to be able to swallow everything.

When the terrifying demon light rushed over, it was melted.

Soon, the Tai Chi diagram rushed to the front of the demon soul.

The demon soul roared and punched him.

With a bang, a terrifying and unpredictable energy fluctuation swept across the surroundings.

His fist was temporarily sucked by the terrifying Tai Chi diagram and continued to sink into it.

Taoist Lao Zhang had a terrifying look and his body was like lightning. He slashed a blue sword light of hundreds of meters in size with his palm, covering the sky and the earth, like a green mountain.

The demon soul roared, waved another fist, and directly hit the terrifying sword energy.

Boom!

The sky collapsed and countless lightnings emerged.

The demon roar shook the sky, and pieces of demonic energy burst out in the sky.

It seemed like a black tornado was rolled up below, and the entire ancient city was in turmoil.

Zhang Yuan quickly retreated and went to a safe area.

The huge demon soul was shaken away on the spot, and the Tai Chi Tu was still devouring his arms, constantly pulling him inward, and swallowing him to his shoulders.

"Demon Lord, the Celestial One!"

The demon soul made a terrible sound, and a terrible force burst out, trying to shake the Tai Chi diagram, but Taoist Lao Zhang did not give him this opportunity at all.

Another sword energy of hundreds of meters was pressed down fiercely.

With a bang, the area was shattered.

The demon soul was almost slashed. With a roar, the demonic energy on his body dissipated a lot.

He flew backwards, covered the Tai Chi diagram, and finally pulled his head and upper body into it.

His terrifying voice kept coming from the Tai Chi diagram.

"You can't kill me, the Demon Lord is the only one in the world!"

boom!

A terrifying magic light emitted from his body, shaking the earth, leading the thunder and lightning all over the sky to gather here, struggling wildly, trying to tear open the Tai Chi diagram.

The entire Tai Chi diagram shook violently, and the light was dimly pulled, and terrifying cracks appeared. Terrifying waves enveloped the four sides, as if they would be torn apart by him at any time.

Lao Zhang's Taoist's aura was terrifying. He rushed forward in one step, like a walking peerless god king, and once again slashed out a terrifying sword energy.

Another direction.

Taoist Lingyun was also incomparable to the point of fighting. The purple light surging. He seemed to be carrying a purple ocean, fighting the two demon clans alone.

Pieces of terrifying aura surged everywhere, and the whole world was full of lightning and lightning. The sky was powerful, and thick lightning struck the sky.

The energy breath is sweeping everywhere.

The battle between the three seemed to be destroying the world.

Zhang Yuan retreated a distance again, secretly shocked.

When his cultivation reaches this terrible level, he really has the ability to destroy the world.

Who can stop the thunder tribulation in your hands?

He watched it in the distance for a while, feeling that he could no longer help, so he was about to turn around and leave the place.

But at this moment!

With a thud, the earth trembled, and a gloomy and terrifying aura filled with it, as if the gate of hell was suddenly opened, and the dangerous aura made him stand up.

He turned around suddenly.

I saw a stream of blood suddenly erupting from the hole on the surface of the earth, bright red and dazzling, containing a terrifying aura of coldness.

The entire high altitude was dyed red in an instant, like a rolling blood mist covering the sky.

“What’s the situation?”
Chapter completed!
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