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Chapter 1,215 Compromise(2/2)

It’s a trap, but we’re lucky, we at Tianzhu Peak got more than half of the map, it doesn’t matter even if it’s passed away from the entrance, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to summon you!”

Yan Qing sneered, but did not take his eyes away from Bai Ye: "I will tell you about the Emperor's affairs later. Let's deal with this guy first! This guy is actually meditating here, and there was a lot of movement here before. Presumably this guy

This guy should get some benefit."

While he was talking, the disciples of Tianzhu Peak had already surrounded Bai Ye in a tacit understanding.

"Hey, kid, stop pretending, what do you think? Do you want to be more relaxed on your own, or do you want us to do it? If you do it quickly, you can avoid the physical pain. If you don't do it, you'll be embarrassed! If we do it, you may be in more pain.

."

A disciple from Tianzhu Peak said with a smile.

Bai Ye has no heavenly soul, and is like a useless person in their eyes.

Although they had seen Bai Ye kill the Quasi-Yulong before, it was with the help of magic weapons, and Yan Qing was here, so they were not afraid. With so many people here, could Bai Ye have so many magic weapons to kill everyone here?

However, Bai Ye seemed not to have heard the man's words, closing his eyes and speaking calmly.

"Put down the secret realm opportunities you have obtained and the magic weapons on your body, and then leave immediately."

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

"What is he saying?"

"I seem...didn't hear clearly..."

"He seems to want us to put down our magic weapon?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The hall burst into laughter.

It took a long time to stop.

One of the disciples got impatient, snorted coldly, rushed over in a few steps, and struck Bai Ye's body with a big knife.

"You bastard, I asked you to pretend to be stupid! Get down here!"

Roaring angrily, the sword struck.

But when the blade was less than half a finger away from Bai Ye, it suddenly stopped. Then the blade was retracted, and the scream spread.

People were stunned and looked at the disciple one after another.

But he saw a huge hand grabbing the disciple and holding him completely in the palm of his hand.

It's that huge statue!

"They...they're alive!"

The disciple trembled in fear.

"It's Bai Ye's fault!"

Yan Qing was furious: "Kill me, behead this kid!"

"yes!!"

The disciples nodded and worshiped the heavenly soul together.

But at this moment, eight huge feet stepped hard towards this side.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

...

The sound of terror continued.

Those Tianzhu Peak disciples standing in a row were all crushed under the soles of the statue by the huge soles of their feet and turned into meat.

Yan Qing was the only one left, holding the sword and standing blankly between the giant's feet, dumbfounded, looking at the white night...

In such a flash of lightning, Tianzhu Peak was completely wiped out...

Bai Ye opened his eyes, stood up and walked towards Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe, and his eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.

Has he ever seen such horrific means before?

But Bai Ye stretched out his hand, took the sword in his hand, took off the ring on his finger, weighed it twice, walked towards the center, and continued to sit down cross-legged.

And the moment he sat down, another foot stepped hard on Yan Qing...

"No!!"

Yan Qing's shrill roar echoed around...

Boom!

Everything returned to calm.

Bai Ye remained motionless and continued to meditate.

The giants returned to their original positions, leaving only a place of blood, mud and flesh...

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Chapter completed!
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