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Chapter 1897 Eighth Grade Sword Immortal(2/2)

"Puff!"

In an instant, behind the Snow Dragon Saint Lord, a little cold light burst out.

A long spear passed through the body of the Snow Dragon Saint.

It brought up a hint of red blood.

The Snow Dragon Saint Lord was severely injured and almost pierced his heart.

The one who takes action is an elder in the Hall of Sages.

The Saint of Snow Dragon was besieged by a powerful enemy and was surrounded by dangers.

Even with Ye Qing's guardian sword intent, it was still useless and almost reached the end of the road.

In an instant, the body of the Snow Dragon Saint Lord fell from the sky.

The corners of his mouth were covered with red blood, and the essence of life in his body almost disappeared, and the air was like a fucking spring.

"brother!"

Above the sky, Ye Qing is still fighting with many powerful people in the sixth level of the Saint Lord.

Unexpectedly, the Snow Dragon Saint Lord was hit so hard.

There are also two powerful people in the Saint Realm of the Invincible Bandit Group, both of whom were covered in blood and could die at any time.

The defense provided by Ye Qing's guardian sword intent is still somewhat insufficient under the fierce attack of those powerful people in the Saint Realm.

There is also Zhou Fenfang, her delicate body fell to the sky and was severely injured.

All of them are Yun Mengling, the core elder of the Goddess Palace, who lends a helping hand in time, otherwise Zhou Fenfang would have died and died.

"Ye Qing, your doomsday has arrived!"

Elder Xuanji grinned, his eyes full of cold murderous intent.

Not far away, the purple-fire camel who was fighting cast a grateful look.

I was extremely moved.

He did not expect that when the demon clan in the endless desert was facing a life-and-death crisis, Ye Qingren stood up to help them without hesitation!

No matter what purpose Ye Qing does, Ziyan Camel is very grateful.

There are also powerful people from other demon races, with their eyes full of gratitude.

Ye Qing could help them, but they, who were almost desperate, suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

"My friend, on behalf of all the demon races in the endless desert, I thank you for your kind help!" A divine thought camel came out of the purple flame camel.

"My friend, I understand your feelings, but there is no need for you to sacrifice yourself for us!"

The purple flame camel said again.

He wanted Ye Qing to leave.
Chapter completed!
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