The body of the Holy Tiger of Light trembled, but he still shouted fiercely: "Rareless..."

"Let you die!"

After the words came, Dugu Mo flipped his right hand and a bright purple jade fan phantom cut through his hand and directly hit the wings of the Holy Tiger of Light!

"roar!"

Suddenly, the Holy Tiger of Light screamed, his body was unstable, and he retreated more than thousands of meters!

At this moment, all the cultivators saw clearly the situation. They saw that in front of the Poison Realm, a man in a red robe, handsome face, and holding a bright purple folding fan, was walking in the clouds and mist!

And in the void around him, strands of purple poisonous gas lingered on it, with a huge poisonous power, as if it was about to devour everything in the world!

Is this... the Lord of the Poison Realm?

No, it's impossible, such an aura... is really super?!

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