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Chapter seven hundred and thirty third ten years of pregnancy(2/2)

It did leave a way for some monks to survive and asked them to leave quickly. However, people died for money and birds died for food. Some people left, but some people still kept an eye on the immortality liquid in their hands.

As a result, a massacre was going on. There were two powerful monks from the late Quasi-Emperor stage, and they also had a carefully arranged formation. It could be said to be a killing blow.

That day, the entire star field was trembling, countless stars and planets collapsed, and the monks in the early stage of the quasi-emperor could only hold on for a moment in the great formation.

Lord Tianmu, that is the spirit of the imperial formation left by Emperor Fuxi. He has mastered more than one kind of imperial formation, and with Jiang Chen's unlimited supply of materials, this large formation can kill all the quasi-emperors in the nine-layer world.

However, how can it be so easy to see the Nine Heavens Quasi-Emperor? Back then, out of the five Quasi-Emperors who had passed through the Enlightenment Tribulation, two succeeded, and the others either died or were seriously injured.

The three kings of the human race have passed away, and Mu Tianluan of the wood race is half-dead. There are no strong men of this level in the entire universe. Therefore, those who were able to get here that day can be said to be the most powerful quasi-emperor in the universe today.

Already.

There was an eighth-level quasi-emperor from the Wood Clan and an eighth-level quasi-emperor from the Monster Clan. Under the joint attack of Jiang Chen and the others, the Wood Clan's quasi-emperor was finally hugged by the three of them, and the quasi-emperor from the Monster Clan was also in a panic.

Flee in panic.

This is Jiang Chen’s response to the Mu Clan. If you dare to attack the people around me, this is what will happen!
Chapter completed!
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