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Chapter 1792

Before Mu Yunqian could think too much, the phantom in the sky hummed again: "It's just a dying struggle."

Between growls.

A big palm press.

With his arrogant and domineering attitude on full display, the sky exploded again, and huge wolf smoke rose across the sky in the blink of an eye. Everyone watching the battle was completely stunned, and subconsciously squinted their eyes as they saw the sky above.

A figure.

Falling into the air in an instant.

Poof!

Ling Tian's body smashed into the ground like a cannonball, creating a huge crater in the ground. His internal organs were shattered, and Ling Tian spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Face as white as frost!

The clothes are dyed red!

Death is on my mind!

Faith is as strong as a mountain!

Holding back the pain, Ling Tian slapped the ground and retreated. Just as he dodged, the remaining power of the sky gathered in one place in the blink of an eye, and then hit the place where Ling Tian was just now. If it weren't for the force of his thoughts.

I'm afraid it has been broken into pieces.

Pfft.

Just as he stood firm, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and the five holy weapons in front of him also fell to the ground in an instant. Facing the pressure of the powerful, the light on the five holy weapons continued to dissipate, as if they were afraid.

Super strong one!

Like a high mountain, it was difficult to climb. Mu Yunqian stood in front of Ling Tian and roared: "Boy, take your woman and get out of here. You and I cannot resist such a strong man."

"This is a stronger man than you and I thought."

"I'm afraid it's the rumored existence of the God King."

God King!

Ling Tian's heart trembled. Although he had guessed, he was also shocked. The strongest has his own right. This was not a joke, but——

Extreme confrontation.

Afraid that he was about to die today, Mu Yunchian growled: "You bastard, what are you doing so stupidly?"

"Get out of here quickly."

Mu Yunqian was even more anxious as he roared, and Ling Tian wiped the blood from his mouth: "Senior, you are a powerful and powerful person who has been dormant in the outer world for many years. How can I let you fall for me at this time?"

A low growl.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Mu Yunqian's eyes: "Boy, actually I really hope you die. As long as you die, my destiny will be fulfilled. But after seeing you, I feel that you can't die."

"If you die, the righteousness of the world will lose its last light."

Mu Yunqian shook the Qinghong Sword in his hand, his eyes even more self-deprecating: "Do you think it's a coincidence that you can pull out the Qinghong Sword?"

"Or is it God's will?"

"No!"

"neither!"

Mu Yunqian chuckled: "But you have a chess piece of heaven, and even your layout has been started a thousand years ago."

millennium?

Ling Tian's heart trembled again: "Senior, what do you know?"

"Ah."

Mu Yunqian chuckled: "It's useless to talk too much. If you survive today, I will tell you the reason."

The words of the deity fell.

Xuying sneered: "It's ridiculous. A group of ants also want to resist the power of the gods? How ridiculous."

When snorting coldly.

The phantom swooped down, driving the clouds, and came down with pressure. It was extremely powerful. Mu Yunqian held his sword and narrowed his eyes: "Damn it."

immediately.

There was a cold light on the single-edged sword again, and he rushed forward in an instant, with the long sword in his hand facing the phantom in front of him.

When intertwined.

Boom!

The green rainbow sword shadow suddenly shattered into pieces, and then Mu Yunqian was seen flying away in an instant.

Ho ho ho.

Seeing that his master was in trouble, the Beast King rushed out regardless of the danger. His huge beast body blocked Ling Tian's face, and the shadow was furious: "Get out!"

Roll with a sound.
Chapter completed!
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