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The Qian Lao Demon whose martial soul was shattered, the Ritian Sect was shocked! ! !

“These are all fake…”

“Ha, you said it is… then that’s right, but. Master, haven’t you seen the current situation clearly? You are finished.

As a messenger of the gods, I was originally going to prepare for hunting.

I saw you rolling in the dirt just now.

What a relief.

The arrogant Pope of Wuhun Palace crawled all the way like a puppy, aren’t you embarrassed…” Qian Laomo clenched his fists.

His expression was extremely cold.

Now he is a piece of fish on the chopping block.

How to leave this place is the most important thing, even though I feel extremely regretful in my heart.

Because there is no clear investigation.

This has resulted in this situation.

But what if I could leave?

He doesn’t want to be buried here.

Seeing that Qian Laomo was silent, Bibi Dong stepped in front of him on high heels.

He looked down at his master.

There was a pleasant smile on his face.

“Now… why don’t you dare to stand up? You can attack, I know… Master, you have many moves, you can use them all.” “Don’t bully others too much.” “You are still a human being. ?”

“But I am finally kind to you…” As soon as these words came out. 483 Bibi Dong’s face instantly turned cold, and with a sway of her long legs, she kicked Qian Lao Mo away.

That terrifying power.

He directly kicked the opponent away like a football.

Qian Lao Mo was in mid-air, laughing.

“Thank you for your help. I will leave here and see you again in the future. … We are enemies, Bibi Dong. … Just wait for me.” Everything is a calculation.

In order to anger his apprentice, Qian Lao Mo took great pains.

I know that the other person is holding a fire.

as expected.

When he says he is kind to the other person.

The apprentice couldn’t help it anymore.

The other person couldn’t stop vomiting blood, but he felt happy in his heart.

Because I can escape just like that.

This is the happiest thing.

But… before Qian Lao Mo could become proud, a bright light shot from a distance. “Want to escape? Huh. It depends on whether we are willing or not!!!” There was a figure pursuing him in the electric light.

Scared, Qian Lao Mo quickly speeded up.

But even though he tried his best, he still found that he had no way to escape from the opponent’s prey. “Fuck!! You forced me to do this… Seraph!!! Go….” Qian Lao Mo was forced to the limit (cach).

Such a terrible opponent.

His aura alone made him frightened. If he didn’t use his full strength, he might get hit by the opponent.

You can erase yourself.

Boom.

The wretched Qian Lao Mo was wrapped in a ball of holy light.

Seraphim floated behind it.

At this moment, he has reached the outer edge.

Already able to remain standing.

Although he was only wearing shorts, which was a bit embarrassing, he could exert all his strength.

“Even if you have the blessing of the gods, you will not be able to surpass me in a short time just by relying on your strength. A bunch of ants…die to me!!!” The holy light condensed.

The angel glared.

Qian Lao Mo’s strength reached its peak, and he wanted to destroy this electric soul beast before leaving.

If you can eliminate an opponent.

It is still necessary to put in all our efforts.

Who would have expected that figure, after seeing the angel, he couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hahaha… Idiot, you are actually releasing the power of light in the domain of my god. It’s ridiculous!!!” “What did you say?”

“Look at your back, loser…”

Qian Lao Mo glanced behind him and saw his angel showing a distressed expression.

And the power is constantly weakening.

This…what exactly happened?

“You are said to be a waste, but you still don’t admit it. You think the envoy of the gods will let you go… This is a land given by the gods, and the temple of the gods is here.

All laws, even if the gods do not control them.

Hostility can also be felt.

A mere gangster who attempts to persecute the messenger of the gods should be sentenced to death for this crime. “Boom.”

Lightning flashed.

The cold spear penetrated Qian Lao Mo’s chest and abdomen.

Until this moment.

Only then did he see clearly what had penetrated him.

(? mark 1;, 4) The opponent is a lizard-shaped monster, but it has a terrifying bone spear.

Like the tailbone.

Lightning is fired from there.

hateful.

I actually fell here.

Qian Lao Mo knelt on the ground with a pop, and then his eyes became dizzy, and then fell into darkness.

He’s finished.

The martial spirit was shattered.

The body was electrocuted.

Has completely become a prisoner.

About an hour later, Qian Lao Mo was nailed to the pillar of shame outside the temple.

It’s not just him.

The existence of any faction of the pope.

They all end up like this.

As for those who are willing to surrender, they will naturally belong to Bibi Dong.

The next day.

When the people from Haotian Sect came to the outskirts of the forest one after another.

They were frightened by each pillar of shame.

“Holy shit, what is going on? Why are these people hanging in their underpants…” “There are words underneath.”

“Is it a description? He was still robbed.” “You’ll know if you go over and take a look!”

“Nonsense, it can’t be that simple. What if there is a trap…” “That’s right.”

Everyone discussed it, and finally a disciple who was good at investigation stepped forward to observe.

Just listen to this disciple read loudly.

“The Hall of Spirits enshrines Tan Yufei, whose strength is level 88…because of his loyalty to the Pope, he was sentenced to 30,000 years…”

“Models, the left elder of Wuhun Palace, has a strength of level 88…because he is loyal to the Pope, so he was sentenced to 30,000 years…” “He Qi, the elder of Wuhun Palace, has a strength of level 88…because he is loyal to the Pope, so Sentenced to 30,000 years.” “Pavaro, the elder of Wuhun Palace, with strength level 88… was sentenced to 50,000 years because of his loyalty to the Pope.”

Sounds followed one after another.

Everyone was stunned.

They are all from Wuhun Palace.

This time things are serious.

When the disciple came to Qian Lao Mo, his expression suddenly changed.

“The master of the Wuhun Palace, his name is Qian Lao Mo. Because he wanted to occupy the envoys of the divine religion and did dirty things, his body was castrated and has been hanging here for three million years. His Wuhun Seraphim has been shattered… …”

“What??? The Pope of Wuhun Palace was arrested.”

“I wonder why this old man looks so familiar?” “It’s terrible that a mere mortal would taint the messenger of the gods. He deserves it!!!”

“Three million years. What a terrible punishment…” The most terrifying thing is not being hung here.

But to keep the other person alive.

It is impossible to die.

It’s impossible to live.

It takes three million years of suffering to end his sinful life.

This is the end of Qian Lao Mo.

At this time, Tang Ritian also walked out, holding the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and his eyes turned strange as he looked at Qian Lao Mo. .

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