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In the other palace.

A message from Qiu Kuang rang out.

The projection of Fang Xingyu appears.

"You guys are careful recently. Fang Bifan's intelligence department said that Tianxia Lu Chenzhou may have arrived in Xuantian, and his strength is not weaker than us."

"Are you kidding? That Lu, who has only entered the seventh realm for 10 or 20 years, wants to be on par with us?"

Qiu Kuangyi was deeply suspicious. Even if the martial arts practice progressed quickly, he still had to explain the basic law, right?

"Anyway, be careful."

"knew."

Suddenly,

Qiu Kuang's eyes narrowed, but he saw that there were dense blue butterflies dancing between the sky and the earth in the night sky of the mine. Butterflies formed a blue river, and white robe figures came on the river.

“What’s the situation?”

"Dare to break into the forbidden land of my gods! Death!"

Lei Wanliu slapped out with a palm, and the thick thunder pillar tore apart the world for thousands of miles, submerging the figure of the white robe!

The thunder dispersed.

The figure of the white robe remained motionless as a mountain.

Countless round shields were protected outside, and the outermost circle of shields was disillusioned in the lightning.

"It seems that I still have to practice." Lu Chenzhou shook his head slightly, "This attack just now actually broke a thousand Xuantian shields..." He turned his head and smiled at Lei Wanliu: "You are so proud."

Lei Wanliu's eyes shrank.

"Eight realms?"

Lu Chenzhou raised his hand and pointed gently.

The next moment, a worm emerged between Lei Wanliu's mouth and nose, turning into a butterfly, and his body began to burn uncontrollably, and turned into a pool of ashes during breathing.

The wind blows, and the ashes fly away.

The King of the Peak Realm, die!
Chapter completed!