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Chapter 9092 Dilemma faced(2/2)

The old man suddenly moved.

It turned into an afterimage and rushed toward Lingxiao. At the same time, a terrifying roaring sound sounded.

There was a faint white light covering his whole body.

That is the Holy Light.

The people of Shengtian Pavilion are the true orthodoxy of the Holy Religion.

Most of the warriors in Shengtian Pavilion have holy dragon spirits.

White dragon.

Rumor has it that it has holy energy.

Even angels are no match for them.

boom!

A terrifying roar sounded.

The void was directly torn apart.

The face of the Shengtian Pavilion Master suddenly changed. This old guy actually got really angry. This blow was quite powerful. Can Ling Xiao block it?

If Ling Xiao was killed, it would be hard for him to explain.

After all, their Shengtian Pavilion will now form an alliance with the Tyrant Empire.

"Don't worry, just look at it."

Ling Xiao seemed to see the worry of the Master of Shengtian Pavilion and smiled slightly.

After experiencing the battle in Shuhai Pavilion, Ling Xiao's combat power actually became stronger.

The Bloodline of the Artifact Soul Tower was promoted to the ninth level of Demigod.

It is equivalent to having two demigod bloodlines.

The Will of Heaven has also been upgraded to mastery.

The power increased significantly.

It's really nothing to deal with the first level quasi-emperor.

The moment the opponent's attack hit, Ling Xiao punched out.

boom!

Both fists collided in the void.

Circles of shock waves struck in all directions.

The next moment, the white-haired old man's expression changed drastically, and cracks began to appear in the realm, as if it might fall apart at any time.

His field can enhance his attack and improve his recovery ability.

But even with the increased attack, he found that he still couldn't resist this blow.

It was obviously him who attacked.

But he was struck by a terrifying force.

The body flew out involuntarily.

It was a thousand meters away before it finally stopped.

"One move!"

Ling Xiao stood there, smiled slightly, and said.

"Damn it, I don't believe it."

The white-haired old man was angry and took out a long spear. Although he was not a quasi-emperor's spiritual soldier, his combat effectiveness was completely different with and without weapons.

At least it can double the combat power.
Chapter completed!
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