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Chapter 103: Stupid Price Monthly Pass)(2/2)

The Taoist seal that Ding Fanqiu used just now was as small as an ant. It was too insignificant and could not be compared with it.

Ding Fanqiu has never seen such an amazing Taoist seal in his whole life of practice.

The only one who can use the Taoist seal to such an extent... is the Taoist master!

Such an exquisite seal.

He actually tried to pretend to be fake.

That's ridiculous!.

In the sky, the four female nuns looked calm and had firm eyes.

Full of confidence, I want to break up these Tai Chi golden light seals.

pity……

When their Gang Qi was released, those seals were as vast as the sea. When they struck them, they only made a ripple and had no effect anymore.

"Master of Taoism?"

Letting out an exclamation, he watched helplessly as the huge golden gleaming Tai Chi symbol appeared on the pavement!

boom!

Bang bang bang!

The four golden circles passed by the four people and disappeared like fireworks blooming.

After the splendor, it turned into clouds and smoke and dissipated with the wind.

"..."

"..."

Everyone who witnessed this with their own eyes showed expressions of disbelief.

[Ding, kill 3 Yuanshen Tribulation Realm targets and 2 Divine Court Realm targets, and obtain 3700 merits. 】

Fortunately, no loss.

After a little mental arithmetic, Chen Zhu was awarded 1,500 points alone.

But... the moment I had the idea just now, I spent 2,000 points. It's not a huge profit.

Lu Zhou shook his head gently, stroked his beard, and took a glance.

I don't want to take action.

No way

Chen Zhu, a master of archery in the Yuan Shen Tribulation Realm, can often shoot three arrows per second. If he can't block a few fatal blocks, he will have to waste his invulnerability. Instead of wasting like this, it's better to be clean and neat.

Secondly, how can foreign races be allowed to gain a foothold in the Great Flame world?

Different from Sanye, the Bai people were slowly differentiated from the Dayan people. After thousands of years of living and living, they were rooted in the soil and were an authentic native race. Sanye had been an alien race since ancient times.

Emperor, Emperor, what kind of people did you raise, and they were mixed into the palace by foreigners?

How nice would it be if there were a few more?

It's a pity that such a master can't be said to exist.

I don’t know why, but after Chen Zhu was killed, the surrounding witchcraft formation gradually weakened.

In the sky.

The red flying chariot fell down without the support of the four people.

The soldiers below were in a mess and quickly dodged. The soldiers were already panicking.

The master from the palace... was killed so easily?

All this seems like a dream, I can’t believe it!

Lu Zhou stared at the flying chariot...

If a master like Chen Zhu, one of the three great masters, could be his subordinate, how could his master be a weakling?

boom

The red chariot crashed!

Splashing dust!

After the weakening of the witchcraft formation, the line of sight has also recovered somewhat.
Chapter completed!
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