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Chapter two thousand and ninety-four the cloud dissipates(2/2)

After the Nine Emperors, he is the new myth of Kunlun.

All the powerful men in the Holy Realm of Tiandao Sect felt the pressure, and suddenly stood up and gathered behind the Great Sage Qianyu and the Lord of Tianyin Palace.

The eyes he looked at Tian Xuanzi were full of anger.

Xuanzi was too arrogant that day. It has been a long time since anyone dared to be so arrogant towards Tiandao Sect.

Whoosh!

The seven people who came in with Tian Xuanzi also took off their hoods one after another. They were the famous Seven Saints of Black Mountain in the Eastern Wasteland.

Others were not surprised by the appearance of these seven people.

Tian Xuanzi has a close relationship with these seven people, and it has long been known to everyone in the Eastern Wasteland.

"Great Sage Qianyu, what I said is right." Tian Xuanzi looked at Ye Qianyu with a smile on his face.

His expression was gentle and his tone was calm, but it put great pressure on all the disciples of Tiandao Sect, making it extremely difficult to breathe.

There was a trace of anger hidden in Qianyu's eyes, and he did not answer the other party directly. He said coldly: "You and I should fight after the festival. This is what we agreed before."

Tian Xuanzi smiled helplessly: "But this festival is so boring. I was originally expecting this little guy to summon the Human Emperor Sword, but I didn't see it. I just...don't wait. Anyway, the fight between the two of us is going on.

, it should be much more beautiful than the festival."

Did he defeat all six holy places in the Eastern Wasteland?

Lin Yun was surprised. He had been in seclusion during this period and knew very little about the outside world.

All I know is that senior brother mentioned it before.

But I really didn’t expect that Tian Xuanzi would arrive at Tiandao Sect so quickly after weighing Donghuang.

Under the imperial realm, is there really no one to stop him?

Lin Yun looked up and clenched his right fist. This time he really felt great pressure.

"Then let it be as you wish. After defeating you, I will continue to host the ceremony. It won't take too much time anyway."

The Great Sage Qianyu looked at him indifferently, his eyes quarreling with each other, and his momentum did not give in at all.

Must win!

Holy Son Daoyang had known about this battle for a long time. He looked nervous and looked at the Qianyu Great Sage hanging slowly in the air, praying silently in his heart.

"very good."

Tian Xuanzi smiled, and the two great sages faced each other in the air, their eyes fixed on each other, and their momentum continued to build up.

This was Tian Xuanzi's final battle to weigh in the East Wasteland. Zhuge Qingyun, who was not qualified to sit in the VIP seat, was also watching nervously.

Only if this battle is really won, and one can be invincible under the imperial realm, can he truly deserve his title.
Chapter completed!
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