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Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh looting(2/2)

"master……"

Seeing Jiang Xiaofan and others appear, Zhang Hen immediately went up to meet him.

"good."

Jiang Xiaofan looked at the Ziwei Sect, which had turned into ruins, and nodded.

There were still the previous leader of the Ziwei Sect and the Supreme Elder of this generation left in the distance. Jiang Xiaofan asked the Niu Mo Ancestor to unlock their spirit blockade. The two of them immediately roared out, their eyes full of blood: "Jiang Xiaofan, you sinner, you are an eternal sinner. You should die, die ten thousand times!"

"My Ziwei Sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed in the hands of you, a little beast. Oh, I'm not willing to do so. You are just an ant at the Human Emperor level. Why is this happening? I want to kill you, kill everyone related to you, kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!"

Both of them were almost mentally ill and their faces were extremely distorted.

"Kill the people around me?"

Jiang Xiaofan sneered.

The Vajra Carving, the Divine Seal, and the two great ancestral weapons pressed down from the sky together.

After his cultivation level entered the ninth level of the Human Emperor, his combat power was greatly improved, and his divine power was rolling in endlessly, and it seemed that he would never dry up. At this moment, he activated two major ancestral weapons at the same time. For a moment, under the terrifying power, he directly submerged the Supreme Elder of the Ziwei Sect and the previous leader.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Two blood fogs exploded, and the two mysterious immortals directly destroyed both body and spirit.
Chapter completed!
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