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Chapter 1131 Ancient City Altar People(2/2)

At this moment, a huge sound suddenly sounded, from the direction of the ancient city, wrapped in thick black air, coming from the center that was almost invisible from the outside.

The sound is loud and the power is terrifyingly strong.

At the moment of the explosion, an extremely violent shock wave was formed, and the covering black energy was instantly shaken away, revealing the true appearance inside.

It is a circular stone platform.

Kneeling inside was a giant statue, almost ten feet high.

Its head was chopped off, revealing a scar as big as a stadium, with dark blood constantly flowing out of it.

The blood was hard to describe.

Turbid, chaotic, ominous, mixed with heart-rending wails, the concentration of evil inside can be said to be very high.

Of course, it is not actually the protagonist, nor is it the focus.

The point is that underneath it, there is a man standing, covered in blood, and the clothes he is wearing are even more torn.

He had injuries on his body, very serious ones. He was split from his left shoulder to his waist and abdomen, and was almost cut off.

The left elbow was gone, and half of his right hand was cut off vertically, leaving only one leg exposed.

Not only that, a black spear pierced through the man's chest, and the avenues in his body were punched out, penetrated by the black spear, and nailed to his back.

The black blood dripping from the giant statue's head was impartial and fell right on his avenue.

There was a squeaking sound, and the avenue was being invaded and corroded.

Faced with this situation, the man's body remained upright, and there was no trace of pain on his face. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were as majestic as the abyss.

The aura is magnificent, and there is no hint of desolation at all. On the contrary, he is full of terrifying coercion, and his fighting spirit reaches the heaven and the earth, capable of cutting through the sky.

As the black mist dispersed, the faces of the semi-evil spirits and evil spirits around the altar in the ancient city couldn't help but change drastically. The person who appeared seemed not to be a prisoner, but an emperor.

He glanced slightly, but before those creatures could react, the next second, the evil spirits present collapsed on the spot, and the half-evil spirits even exploded with a bang, destroying their souls.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, the man's expression remained unchanged, he raised his head slightly, his eyes were like knives. In an instant, the sky was directly cut open, and the layers of gloomy clouds were cut off for dozens of miles.

There was only a wailing sound, and as blood splashed down like rain, dozens of huge eyeballs fell from the sky. With a roar, they hit the ground and turned into a pool of blood and mud.

hiss!

Facing this scene, Li Su, who was peeping from a distance, couldn't help but take a breath of air.

This man is so strong!!!
Chapter completed!
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