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The key lies in an extraordinarily powerful relic. Will more people perish? Or will an individual find it impossible to escape?
At this mont, amidst the battle with the ruins, there was a ti when the strong heart could only be shaken.
He was mightier than the elder of Qi Bing Pavilion and died in an instant. How far can he go in the ruins?
"Now the power of this thod!" Leng Feng and Leng Yu turn their eyes, staring at the still closed black door, pondering to themselves.
When managing the bombardnt of the black swamp’s door, he saw clearly. A Golden Light Bomb was essentially a form of combat technique.
When the fighting strength is too great, it can imdiately kill Ma Chi. The speed of two rounds was too swift for Ma Ji to have a chance to evade.
The cold wind and rain murmured in their hearts, but all they could do was squint with arrogance and pale complexion.
Here, only one person exists, if they break free from Third Level talents, they might beco smugly arrogant.
After this thrilling scene passed, the great nations no longer feared acting blindly.
Privately, each district began discussing strategies, taking a look.
Without absolute confidence, the black door won’t be attacked again, and proud Cangsheng will detect or proceed cautiously.
Now, a person has four castles in the domain, and one can be killed instantly. If he brings a Golden Light Bomb, even with ten lives, he won’t die enough.
The cold and rainy artist is courageous. Even when facing the hidden threat from the black door, there’s no display of hopeful fear.
I see his brows resting and taking a deep breath, though there’s no severe attack, at that mont his defense reached its maximum.
Splat.
Several deafening lights flicker, connecting, and then you see Leng Feng and the raindrops on your right hand gleaming with white light.
A dot of white light, like a spring, imdiately enters the black door, leaving no trace.
When the pale white light rises, the people outside the door hold their breath.
Moreover, they imdiately maximize their protection, ensuring their life isn’t lost.
Suddenly, a golden light flashes across the dark door.
Dozens of golden rays intertwine like golden snakes, glittering, poised to dance rapidly on the big black door.
Light flows, objects twist, but in an instant, on the black door,
Though a semi-edged image, anyone can see ten habits are ti’s image.
Staring at the image, cold sweat pours from Leng Feng and Leng Yu. Despite their bravery and arrogance, they are still fearful of death.
Now the crisis has exceeded normal bounds, I can only let out a breath.
Behind the door, those who can see the table are now letting their hearts tremble in their stomach.
They aren’t, but their hearts ripple with love.
Now that the titable has appeared, it should be able to break a major confirmation. Now everyone wants to wear it.
"It’s true!" Golden text gradually shapes proud Cangsheng’s face, unable to resist a slight smile.
"Ah"
The golden light illuminates the dungeon walls, dozens of feet high. At that mont, an Age of Gold card appears on the enormous black door.
"Brother, is this the Third Rank natural ti chart?" Through a complex and strange Ti Card, Leng Feng and Leng Yu can’t help but ask.
Ao Cangsheng begins: "This isn’t a Third Level titable, but a combination of a three-stage ti chart."
Hearing this, Leng Feng and Leng Yu are powerless, but perhaps. He too is now curious, he can’t kill Mangji in one go, depending on the Third Level titable or severely injuring Mangji’s permission.
But if it’s replaced by the three-dinsional synthesized ti chart, then it’s entirely possible to kill a four-fold Ma Chi.
He’s heard of a unified titable, but rarely seen one? Because a unified chart requires at least Third Level genius.
How powerful are these Ti Cards? If integrated, they will never be as simple as one plus two equals three.
"If you find it, I’ll start violating plan!" Just as Leng Feng and Leng Yu begin to ponder, Ao Cangsheng suddenly raises his hand saying:
Splat.
As the champion’s airflow is heard montarily, the proud Cangsheng suddenly generates a black light.
A Black Light Ticket swiftly gathers on his index finger, turning into a fierce, terrifying Emperor’s Fire of Extinction.
Woosh-woosh-woosh
When the fire breaks through the massive black door, the Emperor’s right hand swiftly moves, the Age of Gold begins to vanish.
At this mont, all people can quietly gaze through the proud kangaroo, daring not to speak the atmosphere.
Only one person through the strange fire can help him, a screw flashes in his eyes.
This person is a post-drinking singer, suddenly rembering Ao Cangsheng, the boy who killed his brother and ntor because of the black fire light.
To his surprise, this person easily grows, even possessing such fla.
The two black flas are virtually indistinguishable. The only difference is, this Palace of Ming, it easily grows at the fingertips.
"Isn’t it coincidence?" Singing useful blood and drunken eyes, shining together in a confused heart.
At that instant, he suddenly has an illusion, that the elusive person before him might be pretending to be arrogant.
"You should not! A proud surna is an outsider, but absolutely impossible to be both a talented complete ghost idea."
"The least likely thing is that Longda can be called lightweight champion. It’s no longer like that!"
Finally, the song helps drunk blood deny the absurd thought within its heart.
In his view, the self-righteous book of Cangsheng doesn’t asure up to his good, how can it compare to those inexplicably simple great pictures?
Moreover, he hears less about Ao Cang, precisely due to these two points, the only correct evaluation in his heart, completely flowing with blood and drunken song.
He doesn’t understand Alchemist and A head, Ming Palace can dance, fingertips can also jump.
Black flowers dance, golden light rapidly fades on the black door.
Afterwards, the golden light completely vanishes from the black door, only leaving the next black door, calm and quietly appearing before the eyes.
"It’s over!" Ao Cangsheng rests his right hand, Emperor’s Fire bursts imdiately.
"Can this old brother open a big door?" Cold wind and rain gaze through proud Cangsheng, illuminating your request.
Ao Cangsheng replies: "Yes! With her husband’s eyes, she can’t find that picture at other tis!"
"Great! Thanks for your relaxation this ti!" Cold wind and rain lift their ugly face, gently smiling at the proud person.
Next, what you know is, his right hand is filled with Life Force, like thunderstorm, and the problem before is an imnse black door.
Clatter.
Upon hearing a series of rocks falling, initially closed by a towering gate, driven by cold wind and rain, it slowly opens, exposing an old deep knife inside.
Co on, fellow.
Suddenly, the leader of the large group behind the door and table can’t help but to issue statents.
"I can’t believe we should open it!"
"Simple yet large apparatus indeed is intelligent domain, such a difficult Ti Law, unexpectedly shared with top ten kung fu masters!"
"Heavenly Mansion helped greatly in this war!"
Yes.
"You are still surprised at doing this. You can’t go in with old , grumble!" The door opened, cold wind and rain imdiately swept the bed away, crying in the shattered air.
Next, seven more rushed into the open door of the Ti Bin Pavilion.
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