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Chapter five hundred and ninetieth: do not talk about Wude Ding Xiaoyi(2/2)

"This old man!"

Seeing Jia Baosan charging towards him among the countless divine treasures, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flashed with a cold light.

He thought secretly: "It won't be the peak dragon level that is close to the god level!"

Unlike Qianji who was crippled by himself, Jia Baosan's control of divine power was even far better than that of Qianji. The iron rod in his hand was indestructible with divinity.

No matter how much I simulated countless mysterious treasures, I couldn't really hurt him.

At most it would just cause him some trouble.

But as long as he didn't cross that threshold, even if he was a so-called demigod, he would still be at the dragon level and there would be no difference.

Putting away the Huntian Ling, Ding Xiaoyi slowly took out two things from Meat Ball's mouth.

These two items are the newly released [Ghost Official's Death Lamp] and [Yellow Turban Token].

Ding Xiaoyi casually crushed the token in his hand, and as a brilliant golden light rose, a three-meter-tall golden giant with bare upper body appeared out of the sky.

A burst of footsteps sounded like thunder, and every sound of footsteps brought with it a heart-wrenching feeling.

The majestic body and super broad shoulders give people a suffocating feeling like the weight of a mountain.

"Who are you!!"

Seeing the powerful enemy suddenly appearing in front of him, Jia Baosan was startled and asked sternly.

"Hit your man! Beat him to death!"

Ding Xiaoyi said for the Yellow Turban Hercules, pointing his hand at Jia Baosan, and immediately the giant with these magnificent words rushed straight up like a meteorite falling from the sky.
Chapter completed!
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