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Chapter 169 Li Qing takes action(2/2)

Hearing Ling Feiwu's words, Li Hei did not answer, but a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes. What kind of existence does he have? The reincarnation of the powerful Xuan Emperor, what scene has he not seen before?

"I believe in the sect master!" Xiao Yunfeng smiled and said.

"The sect master is not here!"

"Well!"

Xiao Yunfeng almost choked to death by Ling Feiwu's words. He glanced at Ling Feiwu strangely, but in the end he didn't speak again.

"People of the Shenxian Sect, come out and die!"

At this moment, a deafening sound resounded over the Shenxian Sect. Under normal circumstances, when this terrifying sound wave swept through, none of the disciples of the Shenxian Sect could withstand it, but the disciples of the Shenxian Sect

They, but none of them were harmed.

Because when this sound wave containing terrifying power swept across, it was directly weakened by a force out of thin air, making this sound resound in the ears of many Shenxian Sect disciples. Although it was somewhat loud, it did not cause any harm.

When this voice sounded, many disciples of the Immortal Sect looked up directly. Ling Feiwu and others also raised their heads. They vaguely saw fifteen figures who looked like immortals standing in the dark clouds.

, just one glance made their souls tremble!

"Why don't you come out? Forget it, then bury you all together, which will be regarded as fulfilling your Immortal Sect!"

The sound like a bell sounded again, and then, a huge palm that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared in the air. When this palm print appeared, the world was turbulent, and a terrible pressure came, and the void

They are all twisted in a manner visible to the naked eye.

"You, Xiaoxiao, are you worthy of touching my Immortal Sect?"

Just when this palm print was about to fall on the valley of the Shenxian Sect, a contemptuous voice sounded throughout the world, and then, a figure standing with hands behind his hands slowly walked towards the sky. Every step he took, the void

There was a commotion.

Not only that, when he took a step, the palm print above his head was forcibly pushed open. Even if you look carefully, you can find that the power of the palm print is being continuously disintegrated, as if it cannot bear it.

This figure has an average power.
Chapter completed!
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