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Chapter 2700 The Son of Heaven(2/2)

When all the petals are used up, the stone mirror will be completely broken.

"This is not the real stone mirror after all." Su Yu secretly guessed.

The real stone mirror should still be in the hands of the stone statue.

The stone mirror now is most likely the product of a strange dream.

Just like Su Yu's secret technique of turning one thought into reality, it can transform into a realistic object.

"But, it's enough!" Su Yu put away the stone mirror and looked at the twelve members of the Tianzi tribe who were huddled together.

There was killing intent in his eyes.

He also misunderstood at first that the person in the holy mountain was the stone-embroidered Emperor himself.

I used to wonder why they didn't take action themselves.

Now I finally understand.

They are not extremely powerful, they are just relying on the power of the Holy Mountain.

So I didn’t dare to do it myself.

Now the holy mountain is destroyed.

They are exposed.

Su Yu's oil lamp rises slowly.

Now, after undergoing a lot of tempering of faith, he has become a great holy body.

No need to force the heart to beat, it can explode with amazing power.

"The people of the Holy Mountain will be killed without mercy!" Su Yu's heart was filled with murderous intent.

It turned into a colorful sword and stabbed suddenly.

Xiaodie was not to be outdone: "A bunch of bastards dare to offend your aunt, huh!"

I saw two people coming to kill me.

The expressions of the twelve Tianzi clan members changed slightly.

However, there was no panic on their faces.

"Human Sacred Body, Nine Color Chaos Butterfly, if you don't die, the world will be intolerable, the era will be destroyed, and no living thing can escape. If you go against the will of heaven, there will be no good end!"

Xiaodie laughed angrily after hearing this.

"Since everything is inevitable, why can you not die?" Xiaodie sneered.

A member of the Tianzi tribe said indifferently: "We are the founders of the beginning. If we want to manage the common people, we naturally cannot die."

What a joke.

Let others die in an understatement, and get out of the way with peace of mind.

Xiaodie sneered: "Then, I want to see if the people are happy or unhappy when you die!"

Two people came to kill.

Twelve emperors gathered together.
Chapter completed!
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