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Chapter 1181 Buddhist monks, Taoists

What do you think should be done? If the three elders of the Demon Sect fall here, it will inevitably cause the demon Sect to shake. Not only will the Demon Sect be blamed, but we may not be able to bear the responsibility."

At some point, Chen Ao came to Wan Tiancheng's side, looked up at Xiang Yang and others who were like immortals above the Liao River. Only masters at the level of enlightenment could hang with their true energy regardless of consumption.

"What do you mean? This matter is dominated by your Demon Sect, and I am just adding fuel to the fire. Do you still want me to take the blame for you?"

Wan Tiancheng was very dissatisfied. Of course, facing a powerful man like Chen Ao, he still maintained a certain degree of soberness and did not dare to say too much, but his tone was not very good.

"Haha, of course not. I think you can follow the direction that Shui Wuhen just escaped and find him back. With his martial arts, coupled with the hundred-year skill and tacit understanding of the three masters of the Demon Sect, you may not be unable to deal with Xiang Yang and others. What do you think?"

Wan Tiancheng was speechless. He didn't know where the fuck Shui Wuhen had gone. Where did he chase him? He said a thousand and said ten thousand, he was just a small innate. In such a crowded place, he didn't even dare to let go of a fart, otherwise a true energy would float by at any time and might die.

Take another step back, Shui Wuhen has already run away. It is impossible to get him involved in this matter.

"Don't worry, there is still a breath of the Crazy Demon Pill on Shui Wuhen's body. If you take this silk to find him, you must convince him to come back.

Now that he has offended the God-Search Sect, the Dajiang Alliance is probably unable to hide the fact that he wants to take action against the Buddhist and Taoist families. Be sure to let him know that only by relying on my Demon Sect can he make a comeback. You go and give you another trip."

Chen Ao said, giving Wan Tiancheng a string of things like hairballs. As the true energy was stimulated, a thin line popped out and stretched out in one direction. It was extremely light and sharp, and very magical.

Then Chen Ao hit a palm behind Wan Tiancheng and sent him out of the Liaohe battlefield with clever palm power. Then he disappeared. Although the heavenly beings could not compete with the enlightenment, there was still some self-protection power outside the battlefield.

Wan Tiancheng held the ball of hair in his hand, the wind was rustling in his ears, and his clothes were rumbling like a huge rock that was shot out, rushing out from the hidden corner, looking ferocious, and wishing he could turn around and hammer the dog head of this bastard Chen Ao.

In this case, any slight disturbance may cause these people to become nervous. Anyone who slaps a palm will be able to bear him. Now I can only pray for God to protect him.

Fortunately, it seemed that God really heard his prayers, and no one paid attention to him, so he let him leave the battlefield safely and fly in one direction.

Everyone felt that a small person had left and did not take it seriously, because at this moment, other people were just ants in their hearts.

Except when people are bored, who will pay attention to the movements of ants?

Xiang Yang also did not take Wan Tiancheng seriously. He used the access of Taoist Tianxingzi and the Tongguang Dharma Lord to shock the three elders of the Demon Sect to accelerate the circulation of true qi. For a moment, the true qi rolled back the meridians in his body like a torrent, extinguishing the palm power of the old Qiu who was in chaos everywhere.

The power of the old palm in Xiang Yang's body was nothing but a rootless wood and a sourceless water. It quickly turned into a ball of dark demonic energy and dispersed in the air, allowing his body to recover as before and his breath calmed down.
Chapter completed!
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