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Chapter six hundred and seventy-ninth brilliant record(2/2)

"That's not the case, those adults... they..." the two disciples who came back choked with sobs.

"What's wrong with them?" a leader asked personally.

"They were all killed. They were beaten to death by the young demon king. No one survived!" The two cried loudly and fell down on the altar.

"What?!" At the exit of the secret realm, many people were shocked and in disbelief.

Even Qin Changsheng could not calm down. The faint smile on his face suddenly froze and he froze there, as if he had been cursed and turned to stone.

"Is this true?" asked one of the church leaders.

"Yes!" The two responded with difficulty.

"Wow!"

Outside the secret realm, I don’t know how many monks are here. They all heard it, and everyone was shocked and instantly became an uproar!

Such achievements are no longer enough to be described as brilliant.

This... is like fantasy, a little unreal!

"Oh my God, how did the Young Demon King do it? It's unbelievable, he's so powerful!"
Chapter completed!
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