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Chapter 85 The wise man standing on the shoulders of the devil(2/2)

Ximen Yun was a little upset at first, but when he saw that Lin Yuer's attitude was wrong, he directly replied, "Why? How do you have the qualifications to order people from my Ximen family?"

The man named Qingyun frowned and said sternly, "Ximen Yun, don't forget the rules imposed by our elders. You must listen to me here! Evacuate!"

In an instant, the fat girl's negative emotions were stimulated to the extreme.

After Wang He died, her hopes were dashed.

The feeling of having her life-saving straw ripped out made her extremely frustrated.

Now hear these words.

Just give it a go.

She has nothing now.

She sneered twice, rang the bell again, and drove the cold boat directly towards the devil.

Lin Yue'er looked unkind and had already picked up the magic formula in her hand, but it was still a step too late.

The wind howled, and they were instantly covered by a huge shadow.

The devil's other arm had already stretched out and caught Han Zhou easily.

Then with a gentle squeeze, the colorful protection was crushed to pieces by the strength of the body alone.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and everyone on Han Zhou was unable to maintain balance. Soon, they and Han Zhou were brought to the devil by the giant hand.

The huge and evil two-horned demon was staring at the three people on the boat.

Then, it opened its huge mouth, revealing dozens of fangs as sharp as spears.

The internal struggles among cultivators have completely lost their meaning.

Escape is the best option.

When the situation turned bad, Lin Yue'er had already used a ruler-shaped magic weapon in an attempt to escape.

Unfortunately, a huge bloody cage has sealed them together with Han Zhou.

She tried to use magic weapon to attack.

But that strange bloody power corrodes the spirituality of the magic weapon just by touching it.

The power of the magic weapon was suddenly greatly reduced.

In a moment of despair, they saw a white ball of light fly out of the devil's mouth.

Immediately, I heard a voice approaching gradually.

"Don't waste your efforts."

It was a young male voice that they had all heard before.

Ximen Yun's ashen face showed a hint of excitement.

"Kaiyang Xingjun!"

"Kaiyang!"

"How can it be?"

The three cultivators exclaimed almost simultaneously.

Wang He flew out of the giant demon's mouth as if nothing was wrong.

"Please temporarily stop using all your strength to activate your divine power. Although I am the agent, the amount of divine power I can pray for and lend is limited." Wang He motioned to his temporary partner.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, Wang He just made a move or said something, and the impenetrable blood-colored cage instantly faded.

"The transaction has just begun." Wang He looked at Ximen Yun and said with a smile.

Immediately, he flew onto the devil's shoulder.

A huge sudden storm appeared, and the demon's wings, comparable to those of a dragon, spread out from behind.

Dark red mist instantly filled around the wings.

In everyone's disbelieving astonishment, their vision suddenly changed.

The surrounding scenery is retreating rapidly, and they are being taken into the sky!

Wang He stood on the shoulders of the devil, with great pride in his heart.

When a "power bank" with sufficient energy is paired with a powerful "output weapon", no matter what secrets are hidden in this world, he has enough capital to challenge!
Chapter completed!
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