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Chapter 1811 Under the Wanwu Mountain(2/2)

The immortal vampire named Qi Zeng was too lazy to pay attention to Qi Sheng and Ying Huo. He snorted: "Two monks from the Heaven Realm dare to attack Wanwu Mountain. I will kill you and take your holy blood for Xiao."

The Son of the Emperor of Heaven refines the Blood Pill of Thousand Lifespan."

All the formations in the mountain are in action.

Among them, from an eighth-grade attack formation, mountains of ice crystals flew out one after another, flying towards the location of Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin, hitting large craters on the ground.

The ground for tens of miles around the crater turned into ice in an instant.



Five hundred miles away, the fool and the butcher stood on the bank of a small lake, looking towards the direction of Wanwu Mountain.

"Your Highness, it seems we don't need to take action. Someone has already gone to deal with Qi Xiaotian." Idiot said with a smile.

The Butcher discovered the formation flags planted around Wanwu Mountain, touched his chin, and said: "That lame man is too bold, and dares to challenge Qi Xiaotian. The gap between their cultivation levels is not as huge as usual.

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The idiot said: "Didn't the cripple hire a helper?"

The butcher shook his head and said: "Qi Xiaotian's cultivation is considered strong among the nine-step holy kings who rule the world. If he is a lame man and misjudges his strength, he will probably be in bad luck."

A woman stood by the lake, with a halo of holy energy surrounding her delicate body, and a veil on her face. Therefore, her appearance could not be seen clearly. She could only see that there seemed to be a vertical eye between her eyebrows.

"Who is the cripple?" she asked.

"He is just a nosy lame, but the lame is also different from ordinary people. He is an extremely rare space monk."
Chapter completed!
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