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1241 [One shot to kill the meteor and chase the moon, the purple lion-robed old man](2/2)

Purple thunder strike!

Qingshui looked at the gun shadow getting closer and closer. He found that he could not move. It was a strange force locking himself. It was not a mental force locking, but a soul locking. It was very strange. The snow-white gun shadow

The power emitted shocked him.

Holy Jade God Stone Ring!

After moving, Qingshui's figure was staggered, but the gun shadow was like a shadow, and it did not change because of avoiding it, and even the distance did not change at all.

This is a soul chasing...

Qingshui's body cannot move, only the thoughts can move!

Although the Holy Son was surprised to see that Qingshui could move, he was more confident in his combat skills. This move killed him with such a powerful killing skill. He was too arrogant before and should have come up and used it if he knew it.

Purple thunder strike!

In order to ensure the insurance, Qingshui asked the thunder beast to use purple thunder strike again. Since his life was threatened, he would die too.

The Holy Son was also panicked, his body could not move, and the deadly Wannian Cold Iron Pearl had already attacked his eyes, which was absolutely fatal.

Unexpectedly, the monster had a killer weapon.

Everyone in the audience was shocked. Should we die together?

"don't want!"

"Dad!"

"Son of the Holy Son!"

...

Just when all this was irreversible, Qingshui and the Holy Son moved, and then two slight crisp sounds appeared, and the surroundings turned into invisible, and everything became quiet.

Qingshui and Shengzi both walked through the gates of hell. At this time, an old man in purple lion robe appeared. He laughed boldly without saying anything.

"Okay, they are all geniuses, and they are all from Tianji Academy. Why do you have to fight to the death? Today I will be a peacemaker. I will tell you what kind of grudges you have and see how to resolve them." The old man's voice was like a bell, as if it was ringing directly.

The same as everyone's ears.

"This is the Lord Cao's Mansion!"

"Yes, it is said to be very powerful!"

"No, how powerful is such a terrible attack on the front desk that was resolved before?"

...

"Fu Yantian has met the Lord Cao's Mansion!"

"Qingshui has met the Lord Cao's Mansion!"

Although Qingshui didn't know who the old man was, he could follow this holy son to worship.
Chapter completed!
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