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Chapter Eighty(2/2)

It was Tian Mengqing, whose face was full of hatred, and his fourth sister, the poisonous lioness.

"You brat, you will die in front of the two armies today!"

After Tian Mengqing spoke viciously, he activated bursts of green flames and rushed towards Qin Yong.

His fourth sister, on the other hand, made hand gestures and cursed in her mouth.

Waves of green poisonous wind followed closely, and blue flames blew towards Qin Yong.

The second and third among these four lions specialize in physical training and are traditional military generals. The fourth and eldest lions specialize in magical powers and follow the path of sect warriors.

"What can this mere flame and poisonous wind do to me?"

Qin Yong made a scornful sound, and his whole body erupted with bright silver light. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if Wei Tuo, the god of war in the Buddhist world, was personally visiting.

The red flame dragon horse under the seat jumped up high and rushed towards Tian Mengqing and the two.

"Chichi!"

When the poisonous wind and green fire touched Qin Yong's body, they were completely melted by the silver light around Qin Yong's body.

Qin Yong had magical powers, but his own physique was a Vedic body, which is said to be free from all kinds of magic.

In other words, even though I can't cultivate magical powers, you can't even think of using them to hurt me.
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