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Chapter 17 The Fierce Flame of Zhongshan(2/2)

No, his cultivation level was not sealed. A generation of holy kings? Am I taking action against a generation of holy kings? Liujia was so frightened that the three corpses jumped wildly. But everything was too late.

"Boom~!"

The big stick in his hand was broken at the sound, and a powerful palm caught Liujia, and the generation of Xuanxian exploded into pieces.

On the other side, Liu Ding was so frightened when he saw this scene that he turned around and fled away at a terrifying speed.

"boom!"

Zhong Shan struck out with a palm from the air, a shadow of his palm formed in the void, and Liu Ding exploded with a bang.

The entire eighteenth level of hell suddenly became silent. Everyone stared at Zhong Shan blankly, their eyes filled with horror. It was too overbearing. It was too cruel!

"It's so exciting! It's so enjoyable!"

Suddenly, an excited shout came from a corner in the distance. Everyone looked and saw that the fat man in yellow who had been sleeping earlier had woken up. Although the fat man in yellow had cotton stuffed in his ears, he could still hear the sounds outside, but he was sleeping

He got used to it, but suddenly the sound of the Eighteenth Level of Hell stopped and there was no sound. The fat man in yellow was suddenly not used to it, and he opened his eyes hazily.

Zhong Shan just happened to hit Liu Jia with one palm, and then smashed Liu Ding with a palm from the air. This is so awesome, what kind of prisoner is this? Can he explode the jailer in the eighteenth level of hell?

The jailer is immune to magic because of the red bracelet, but the prisoner doesn't have a red bracelet. How can a mortal be so perverted?

The dozen prisoners who were preparing to cause trouble for Zhong Shan were frightened for a while.

"Black Iron Tower, thanks to you this time!" One of the prisoners said to the leading prisoner.

Yes, if Black Iron Tower hadn't taken the lead and retreated to the rear, the other prisoners might have closed their eyes and rushed forward.

Killing the jailer with two palms, Zhong Shan knew that the matter could not be resolved. He stood up gently and looked at the criminals in the eighteen levels of hell.

Looking over one by one, wherever he went, a commanding aura gushed out. Countless prisoners felt a sense of awe in their hearts.
Chapter completed!
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