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223 [Backstab of Justice](2/2)

A foreign trickster and a local god, the two of them fought fiercely.

But compared to Lord Howling Yuan who was calm and even had some energy left, the City God was in a miserable situation. He was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back. He held back his hand everywhere and did not dare to use his full strength.

I almost sent Him away with such a slap in the face, how could I not restrain myself?

"After all, my background is shallow."

It was only a few hundred years since the founding of Daqing. Even though Li Feng died in battle in the early days of the founding of the country, died of old age, and was later named the City God of Jincheng, he had accumulated hundreds of years of cultivation.

Facing a super old antique who doesn't know how many years he has lived, how many worlds he has invaded, and how many lives he has massacred, it is strange that he can take advantage.

"Are you going to force me to a desperate situation?"

"What? Are you worthy?"

Lord Howling Yuan retorted with disdain towards the City God's threat.

"Okay, then let's die together!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden statue burst out with infinite golden light, which was as dazzling as the sun descending from the sky.

"Kakaka"

On the golden skin, cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared.

Endless hot breath overflows from the gap. Once it bursts completely, it will turn into a doomsday disaster and destroy everything around it.

"?"

Lord Howling Yuan's eyes almost popped out of his head. He had lived for a long time and he had never seen such a ruthless person.

It's just that we haven't reached a desperate situation yet, so how can we just self-destruct?

His temperament is a bit too strong.

Well, after all, he was a general on the battlefield during his lifetime, so how could he lose his temper?

"withdraw!"

Without any hesitation, he turned around and dived towards the ground, preparing to escape with He Zhao.

Due to limited time, I just wanted to kill the incense god who was colluding with his subordinates first, so I didn't get rid of the relationship with the spirit body as soon as possible.

Once the humans who have contact with him are affected, he will probably bear all the damage, but others will be fine.

Suddenly, I can’t tell who is whose father!

'good chance.'

How could the ruthless Zhao, who was known for killing wolves, miss such a golden opportunity?

"vomit--"

He spit out the tall demon's wronged soul in his belly, and then he flew into the sky. One of them used the "Spiritual Transformation Technique" and the other used the "Spiritual Silence Technique". With lightning speed, they aimed at the people who turned around and flew past.

Maharaja, bumped into him fiercely.

"???"

In this regard, people's faces are full of question marks.

what do you mean!

Where can anyone actively seek death?

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Full of doubts, he understood in an instant after feeling the impact on his body.

It took me a long time to write together, but it was not suicide at all. The real goal was actually myself.
Chapter completed!
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