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Chapter 1811: Transformation!(2/2)

Ancestral God Bi Jing nodded and said: "I've had enough of this place for a long time. Even if we wander outside for most of the Hunyuan Era and come back, it's enough."

"Haha, let me tell you, with your temper, why are you so abnormal to a true god? Come on, drink!"

Zixiao Ancestor God picked up the wine glass.

They didn't know that the conversation fell into the ears of the low-level true god, word for word.



Elder's Hall.

Although Zhao Fan had his eyes closed, his consciousness was very clear, and he smiled in his heart: "You plan to use me endlessly? Then I'm sorry."

One night passed.

When it gets brighter.

The Bizi Shrine was in chaos.

Those seventy-nine gods were all reduced to cold corpses.

After receiving the message, Ancestral God Bi Jing and Zi Xiao rushed to the Temple of the God's Disciples as if they were crazy. They looked at the dead bodies of the God with uncertain expressions.

"Brother Bi Jing, do you see anything?" Zixiao Ancestor God frowned and asked.

"No."

Ancestral God Bi Jing said inexplicably in his eyes: "There are no injuries on these disciples of the gods, but the gods' hearts collapsed as if without warning, and the entire gods' bodies were reduced to empty shells."

"Could he be the one who did it?" Zixiao Ancestor God said through a message, and the person he mentioned was Zhao Fan.

"impossible."

Ancestral God Bi Jing shook his head and said: "You know, he is only a true god, how could he have the means to order all the disciples of the gods to die invisibly under my nose? Moreover, I left a mark on him last night, and it has been there from beginning to end.

Didn’t leave the Elder’s Hall.”

"Who could that be?"

The Ancestral God Zixiao fell into deep thought. There were three enemies in the Bizi Shrine, but their backgrounds were almost the same as his own. In addition, the Ancestral God-level defense array protected the Bizi Shrine. If they came in, they would not be able to alert them.

Two ancestral gods? Not to mention these, who would kill all the disciples of the gods when they have nothing to do?

"Ha~"

now.

A plain-looking figure yawned and walked into the Temple of the God's Disciples. Looking at the God's corpse spread out on the ground, he was startled and his head hit the pillar. After landing, he asked sadly: "
Chapter completed!
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