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Chapter 254: Dan Dao’s Conspiracy(2/2)

The protective shields supported by many elders were like bubbles bursting.

At this time, it is the time when the clay Buddha crosses the river and cannot protect himself.

Mo Yi and Nalan Yan retreated quickly and barely retreated to the entrance of the hall, and this energy wave began to explode.

At this time, Zhang Yang and Qin Nian, who felt that there was a huge change here, arrived.

Zhang Yang is a half-step legend, supporting a translucent protective cover.

Qin Nian, Nalan Yan and Mo Yi all supported a protective net layer by layer.

The huge white shock wave drove the four people away hundreds of meters.

After Mo Yi and others landed, it was a problem. Zhang Yang couldn't help but suck a mouthful of blood. His protective cover suffered the most and strongest attacks.

This power, even his half-step legend, could be completely removed.

Zhang Yang is like this, let alone other disciples.

Less than half of the 100,000 elite disciples survived, just in the weak point of the shock wave and were spared.

Many elders of the Alchemy Dao died 30% and were seriously injured by more than 60%, and there were only a handful of combat-capable elders.

However, whether it is the Xisha or the sky, it is all a hindrance.

After all, when they reach the realm of the old demon, they only need to protect themselves, so they naturally have enough energy.

Jiang Yu was slightly injured instead.

Jiang Yu, who was worried that the three legends would join forces to successfully resolve this game, flew behind the three of them in the name of rescue, and then secretly attacked Danmou, which caused the white energy wave to explode instantly.

The Dandao Hall has been completely destroyed, except for a bunch of shovels, and the rest.

Blood-colored mist rose and shrouded in it, and these were gathered by the alchemy elites who were shattered into blood foam by the white energy shock wave.

Everyone was sad and shed tears.

Some disciples are calling for relatives, some disciples are sad about friends...

Unfortunately, it turned into blood mist and died of the entire body.

This is the sorrow of alchemy, the pain that is erased and forgotten by eternal methods.
Chapter completed!
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