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Chapter 1617

"There is a sword mountain in the secret realm of sentient beings?" Even an old monster of Yan Xuanqing was shocked. It was also the first time I saw the sword mountain.

"Damn it!!! I had known that there was even Jianshan in the Secret Realm of All living beings, then the importance of the Secret Realm of All living beings should be increased ten times! or even a hundred times!" Several pavilions could not help but change their faces, and they were regretful and greedy.

At this moment.

But I saw another group of people coming towards Jianshan.

There are about thirty or fifty disciples, all of whom are disciples of the Hall of Life.

Come together.

It was attracted by the sword light of Jianshan.

Among them, several of them were the disciples of the Lord of the Endless Pavilion and the Supreme Elder. They couldn't help but breathing slightly heavier, and they were looking forward to it.

However.

The next moment.

"Get out by yourself, Sword Mountain is not something you can peek at." Ming Cang turned his head casually, looked at the thirty or fifty disciples of the Sentimental Pavilion in the air behind, and said lightly.

The thirty or fifty disciples of the Sentimental Pavilion also saw Ming Cang, and their faces changed drastically, making them unstable, and even their body movements were slow.

However, his face was obviously fear, hesitation, anger, and frightened, but he did not make up his mind to escape.

Ming Cang is strong!

Chilling strong!

But Jianshan’s temptation and attraction are too great.

Too big enough to fight for life.

What's more, the thirty or fifty disciples of the Sentimental Pavilion were together, and they also gave them some confidence.

"Young Master Ming Cang is too domineering, right? This is the secret realm of sentient beings, the secret realm of my sentient beings. Everything is from my sentient beings. My sentient beings Pavilion will give you three places in the Nine Nether Dynasty, so that Young Master Ming Cang has the opportunity to come in. It is the friendship and kindness of our sentient beings Pavilion. Now, Young Master Ming Cang is trying to drive us away and swallow Jianshan alone??? Isn't it a bit too greedy?" One of the disciples of the sentient beings Pavilion gritted his teeth and scolded.

Just finished speaking.

"If you don't leave, you will die." Ming Cang smiled suddenly, raised his hand, and grabbed it casually.

In an instant, a huge, pure black giant hand suddenly appeared in the air, appearing next to the thirty or fifty disciples of the Sentimental Pavilion, covering the sky and the sun, killing the most, which was suffocating. The giant hand was surrounded by dragon head chains condensed by killing the Yuan, filled with the murderous aura that made the heart stop beating. Then, the giant hand grabbed the thirty or fifty disciples of the Sentimental Pavilion!!!

"No!"

............

Amid the shrill and desperate screams, the thirty or fifty disciples of the Holy Livestock Pavilion fled in all directions, but unfortunately, they could not escape the range of the giant hand grabbing.

In the blink of an eye, the thirty or fifty disciples of the Holy Livestock Pavilion were captured to ashes, and even their souls were shattered.

It's simply crazy!

The visual effect is creepy.

Ming Cang's actions directly made millions of people from the Ancient Battlefield of the Outsiders silent for a moment!!!!!!!!!

As long as you are from the Hall of Life, your face will be ugly and your murderous intent will be substantial. You stare at the mirror of Xianyuan and Mingcang.

Ming Cang's approach is too much.

Therefore, in the secret realm of sentient beings, people must not die.

In many secret trips to the past, many disciples of the Chengsheng Pavilion died at the hands of the three people from the Nine Nether Dynasty.

However, there has never been any three people from the Nine Netherworld Dynasty so arrogant.

It is definitely the first time in history that it is killing thirty or fifty disciples of the Immortal Pavilion at one time.

Moreover, he doesn't even let go of his soul.

What's more, the thirty or fifty disciples of the Holy Lives Pavilion did not provoke Ming Cang. After all, Jianshan is a treasure and belongs to the Holy Lives Pavilion. Those who see him are qualified to compete, but Ming Cang directly clears the scene and wants to swallow it unscrupulously.

Not a son of man.

The most unacceptable thing is that after killing thirty or fifty disciples of the Sentimental Pavilion, Ming Cang seemed to know that everyone in the Sentimental Pavilion outside was seeing what he did with the Immortal Origin mirror, but he was not only not afraid, but instead raised his head slightly and smiled sarcastically at the Immortal Origin mirror.

This smile was so exciting that millions of people in the Hall of Life could not let Ming Cang break into pieces.

"Damn it!!!" Yan Xuanqing was so angry that he shouted angrily, looking directly at Old Hong and others: "Everyone, let's do it together, forcefully break the secret realm and kill this son!"

He can't do it alone.
Chapter completed!
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