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At this moment, the whole world was silent.

Both the people on the scene and the people who saw the scene through the live video all lost their voice. The huge pit with a distance of more than 1000 meters was dark brown as if it had been burned by fire, and there was a thick smoke on the top of the huge pit.

"This... This is the power of the land immortal's strike?"

The warriors were completely shocked by this scene.

Even the faces of Bai paojun and others were full of horror. If such an attack was on them, I'm afraid they would be killed in an instant. The flesh would turn into nothingness, and the dead could not die.

Even if Sunan's strength is more powerful than them, there is a certain degree of physical strength. Under the attack comparable to cracking rocks, Sunan can't survive.

"Hoo... Finally killed the devil."

The people in the immortal gate let out a long breath. The big devil was so terrible in front of him. Except thunder and fire and flowers like snow, all the pride of the immortal gate died in his hands. The flowers like snow were also thrown into the storage bag by the seal of the big devil.

"Aborigines are aborigines. No matter how strong they are, they are still insignificant compared with the inside information of our immortal family."

These people in the immortal sect regain their self-confidence in the past, and as long as Sunan dies, the whole secular world has no strength to resist the immortal sect.

Even if the main fighting power of the immortal gate in the secular world is only Lei Huo, even if it can't crush the secular world as before, people in the secular world dare not offend the immortal gate.

There is a balance between them.

Before that, the people in Xianmen would not be satisfied with the balance with the secular world, but the appearance of Sunan made them almost annihilated and become prisoners. Compared with the balance with the secular world, they were satisfied enough.

At the same time, the faces of Western martial arts also show a smile. When Sunan died in the war, there was only one thunder fire left in Xianmen. This is absolutely a perfect ending.

Only those who are sad are the Chinese warriors.

"Master Su Wang!"

Many people sobbed in a low voice, feeling sad for the death of Sunan.

"You killed master Su, you ungrateful people!" The Chinese warrior looked at the Pope and others angrily, and swallowed them with hatred in his eyes.

The people around the Pope changed their face in a flash: "what do you mean by that? It's clear that Sunan is too proud to resist the attack of the land gods. Now he deserves to be killed."

"What are you talking about, asshole?"

Hearing this in people's ears, people's lungs almost burst.

A second ago, they respectfully called senior Su and hero su. Now, as soon as southern Jiangsu has fallen, these people show their ugly faces, which makes people angry.

"Boy, put that aside."

The White army stared at the man who had just spoken.

The man was afraid of Sunan, but he was not afraid of the White army. He stood up and said in a high voice: "even if you let me say it a thousand times, it's the same, su..."

"You want to die!"

Bai Po Jun's eyes were cold, and he clapped at him.

"Brother Bai, what are you doing?"

The Pope waved his hand, and his strength came out of his sleeve to help him solve the crisis.

"Pope, no matter what your heart is, if he dares to insult Sunan, he will die." The White army is cold.

The Pope was unwilling to show his weakness and said, "I also tell you, brother Bai, he is my man. If you touch him, it is tantamount to touching the emperor."

"He really deserved to die. King Su died to protect us. He didn't know how to be grateful. He insulted King Su and should be killed." The old monk of Songshan and the old trumpet of Tibet stand out together.

The pressure on the Pope's face suddenly increased.

Because of the relationship between Southern Jiangsu and the west, almost all the congenital kings in the West died in the hands of Southern Jiangsu. Now, even if Southern Jiangsu died, there are more congenital kings in China than in the West.

Although the Pope was not afraid of the White army, the old trumpet and the old monk joined hands and had to attract his attention.

"Come out here and apologize to you

The Pope called out the man.

Although this person's face is not reconciled, but see each other's three congenital kings all want to take his life, now can only stand up.

"A few elders, I should not slander Mr. Su. I already know my mistake, and I'd like to ask them to forgive me."

This man is unwilling to speak, and has no sincerity at all.

"Get down on your knees!"

Bai paojun was so angry that he opened his hand to shoot down from his head.

"White broken army, don't go too far. Do you really want to fight against the holy see for the sake of a dead man?" The Pope stood in front of them, his cold eyes on the three white soldiers.

"Well, if you don't kill him today, even if you are against the Holy See."

The way that the White army despises.

Pope pointed to the sky, light way: "white broken army, you have to think clearly, now the fairy door thunder fire is still alive, don't rely on more bullying less, force me to that road."

White break army's facial expression immediately gloomy, angry way: "what do you mean?"

Pope light way: "need not I explain second time, you also should understand."

"You want to join hands with thunder fire?"

The face of the old trumpet in Tibet became very ugly.

The Pope just laughed, did not admit, but also did not deny, the potential meaning is to tell the Chinese warrior, don't rush them, otherwise he immediately joined the camp of thunder fire.

Now thunder fire is also seriously injured and needs allies.

If the Holy See joins, thunder fire will naturally welcome with both hands.

Seeing the scruples of Bai paojun and others, the man swept away his worries and said arrogantly: "hum, the old devil Su is really brave enough. He can't beat the people in the immortal gate, but he has to provoke them. Now it's OK. Thunder will not die. Once he returns to the immortal gate, the people in the immortal gate won't attack on a large scale?"

"Shut up, you ungrateful bastards

Zhang Longqi's face is deformed. This man is really shameless. Just now he made the most noise and asked Sunan to die. Now he blames Sunan. He really deserves to die.

"What are you? I'm telling the truth."

The corner of the man's mouth pulled and said: "master Bai, since the leader of the anti immortal alliance has died, should you return our present to us?"

"Yes, yes, and our congratulations. Now the Xianmen crisis is basically relieved, and the anti xianmeng has no significance. Just then, we prepared those gifts to deal with the Xianmen. Since the Xianmen crisis is over, the gifts should be returned to us. After all, it's not easy for us to collect so many things! "

The Western warriors are clamoring for the return of the present.

The faces of the Chinese martial arts changed color. I didn't expect that these people's shamelessness had come to such a state.

"No!" The White army coldly returned two words.

The pope said: "brother Bai, that's why you are wrong. We give the present to Sunan. Now he has died with honor. Naturally, it should be returned to the original owner, right?"

The white silver teeth only bit, making a creaking sound, as if he had broken his teeth, but he was helpless.

At this time, a faint voice came from the distance.

"What a brave man! How dare you come up with the idea of something? Who gave you the courage?"