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Chapter 827: Quasi-Holy Bow, Quasi-Holy Arrow(2/2)

He used force with his right hand to transform the god talisman out, directly shattering the soul of the ancient king of the Three Pure Eighth Levels of Heaven in the Xuanjian Realm.

Simple action, terrible result.

In just a moment, all three ancient kings of the Xuanjian Realm, the Three Pure Ones were beheaded.

"You still want to stop it?"

Jiang Xiaofan turned his head, expressionless, and looked at the three people at Shenyu Peak.

When Jiang Xiaofan swept it like this, the three ancient kings of the Three Pure Land retreated several feet away. The eyes were so terrible. In it, they seemed to see endless stars falling, making their souls tremble.

"No...no..."

As the ancient kings of the Three Pure Land, all of these people are immortal. But at this moment, looking at the young man in black in front of them, they actually felt a strong sense of fear.

Those methods just now were terrible!

Jiang Xiaofan glanced at the few people, said nothing, and stepped straight forward.

Not long after, he came to the deepest part of the Pure Land Valley and appeared in front of a red flame spring.

"Gulong!Gulong!Gulong!"

In the flame spring, the magma in the core surging and extremely hot.

This temperature is a bit amazing. Jiang Xiaofan could fully feel the terror of this Wang Yanquan. Even if the ordinary ancient kings of the Three Pure Land fell into it, they would be burned to ashes in an instant. And near this Wang Yanquan, he found a lot of blood. Although it was about to dry up, it contained endless breath of life.

Obviously, some of the two major forces once forced the arrows to be seized, but the ending was very sad.

"It's here..."

Jiang Xiaofan whispered.

In his eyes, two faint silver suns appeared, and his eyes widened. Through the silence of the Yanquan, he saw a dark ancient arrow below, like a stunning divine weapon, exuding a biting cold murderous intent.

"Buzz!"

The sunset spread and he took out the Death Bow.

Without any extra movement, he stood in front of Wang Yanquan and bent over and pulled his bow.

"The sky-shaking arrow, come back."

He pulled the Dazzling Bow to perfection, his eyes filled with divine light, and he whispered to the Yanquan below.

"Buzz!"

Endless divine light spread, runes lingering, and a faint holy power spread.

"boom!"

At the same time, the magic arrow at the bottom of the Yanquan suddenly trembled, and a holy power similar to the Zhentian Bow surged up, echoing the Zhentian Bow in Jiang Xiaofan's hand.

"Quest Holy Soldier!"

Jiang Xiaofan was frightened.

The last magical arrow that Xiao Tianzhen spent all his life creating turned into a quasi-holy soldier!

"Pu!"

The fire spring exploded and magma splashed everywhere.

"call out!"

A dark magic arrow rushed out from it, and the runes flashed in the sky, rushed towards him like a golden rainbow. After spinning around Jiang Xiaofan for three rounds, it appeared on the sky-shaking bow that Jiang Xiaofan pulled.

"boom!"

In an instant, a terrible power that shook the sky and the earth spread, directly shattering the entire Pure Land Valley.

"Quarantorous Holy Bow! Quasi-Holy Arrow!"

Jiang Xiaofan was shocked.
Chapter completed!
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