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Chapter 214 Shocking the audience! The king of slashing? Slap to death with a slap! 【Customize】

"This this!"

"how is this possible?!"

Feeling the icy temperature of the few pieces in the palm of his hand, Jalan's lips trembled, and his face was full of emotions such as shock, horror, and disbelief.

Was the Ancient Saint Soldier destroyed just like that?

what is happening?

Shouldn't he be dreaming?

"How can the ancient sage's heart-fire glazed lamp left by the ancient sage of heart fire tens of thousands of years ago be broken so easily? How can it be destroyed by the genius of the world in a weak year?"

"It must be fake!"

"I must have not woken up yet!"

"crazy!"

Jia Lan's hands trembled, unable to contain the fear in her heart from being magnified infinitely.

A weapon left by an ancient sage, its power is naturally destructive.

But such a terrible weapon.

At this moment.

But it was destroyed!

now.

Only broken pieces remain...

Jialan couldn't help but doubt life.

Is this really the handed down holy soldier of Alan Temple?

Why is it so fragile?

Shouldn't the Ancient Saint Soldier in his hand be dropped by someone?

otherwise.

How to explain what is happening now?

The ancient holy soldier was destroyed by a Tianjiao of the weak crown year?

Who would believe it if it spreads out?

I am afraid that the entire Beidou cultivator will think that he is crazy!

"A terrifying weapon built by a saint who is above the king of slashing.

"It was actually destroyed!"

"What's more terrifying is..."

'The culprit is a young man in his twenties!"

"Will not!"

"I must be hallucinating. 55

As the king of Dao Slashing, Jialan changed his calmness and indifference from before, and looked terrified.

He was completely out of his mind.

The Ancient Saint Soldier is his greatest trump card!

The handed down holy soldier's heart fire glazed lantern is the biggest heritage of Alan Temple that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

As the current strongest in Alan Temple, the Heart Fire Glass Lamp has always been protected by Jialan.

However.

Just today.

The greatest heritage of Alan Temple was destroyed at this very moment.

How could this allow him to accept such a cruel fact?

"How can a young man in his weak crown have such terrifying strength and cultivation level `〃?"

"I must be crazy!"

"Can someone explain.""

"What the hell is going on here?"

The mentality of Jialan is almost out of balance, and the mentality has ushered in the fate of collapse.

staring blankly,

The broken heart-fire glazed lantern with only a few fragments left in his hand...

All this is showing.

What just happened is the truth.

The Heartfire Glazed Lamp was really destroyed.

The Ancient Saint Soldier was crushed and destroyed by a young man in his weak crown.

Even the projection of the Heart Fire Ancient Sage was powerfully suppressed by the opponent!

"What kind of monster is this?"

"Junior Brother Kasyapa..."

"In the end, what kind of terrifying monster have you provoked?

Jialan was completely panicked.

After the biggest hole card was crushed by Su Xuanji.

Gradually he began to realize.

The enemy in front of him is no longer a terrifying existence that he can try to contend with.

Even the ancient holy soldiers were destroyed by the opponent.

This made him a mere immortal three-way king, how to fight against this terrifying monster?

"It's over!"

Jia Lan's face became extraordinarily pale, almost bloodless.

can be clearly seen.

The fear in his heart at this moment has been infinitely magnified.

The dignified Immortal Three Dao Slayer King was unable to contain the fear in his heart and began to tremble.

Jialan lost its previous image.

He turned into a miserable man with only fear on his face.

As the strongest person in Alan Temple, Jialan felt for the first time that things were beyond his control.

Do not!

More precisely.

The matter is beyond the control of Alan Temple.

Even Western Desert Buddhism did not dare to try to interfere with the events that broke out today.

Even the projection of the Old Sage was destroyed...

face this horror.

ask,

What can Western Desert Buddhism do?!

"I've provoked an unparalleled terror!"

Jialan shivered and twisted her neck, her eyes full of horror staring directly below.

The fragments of debris grasped in the palm of his hand fell along with his trembling hands.

The ancient holy soldiers turned into countless fragments and scattered down.

then.

Jialan saw the young figure in white below.

The latter also cast a playful look.

Four eyes facing each other.

moment.

Jialan shivered all over, and a cold air burst from the soles of his feet to the sky.

creepy,

shudder.

An unprecedented sense of fear swept through the body and mind, Jialan's hands trembled, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of panic as he looked at Su Xuanji's figure.

in his eyes.

At this moment, Su Xuanji is the most terrifying monster in the world!

A world-destroying monster!

"How can the arrogance of the world in the weak crown year be so strong?

"Shouldn't be! 9

"How could such a terrifying monster appear in this world?! 35

Jialan mentality completely collapsed.

below.

With an indifferent smile on Su Xuanji's face, he quietly stared at the sky above, and at this moment, the king of Xian San Zhan Dao, Jia Lan, was trembling in fear.

"'々The weak..."

"Get out of here!

He shook his head.

A slap shot across the sky above the sky.

boom!

Infinite might want to smash the sun, moon, and stars into pieces.

The extremely terrifying force pierced the sky and shattered the space, causing the void to collapse and wriggle.

This slap spans thousands of miles across the sky...

Shred the space directly.

For a moment.

A slap appeared in front of Jialan, the king of the three immortal slashers.

Take a photo from a distance!

This slap covers the sky!

Landed with extremely terrifying power.

It's like the sky is falling.

Extremely depressing!

So oppressive!

"No! 399

Jia Lan's pupils shrank.

His face was full of horror and fear, and there was a hysterical roar of unwillingness.

"I don't want to die!

(Good) "I still have at least a thousand years to live!

"No! 35

but

useless!

Any screams are meaningless at this moment.

No one can save Jialan.

Even if a real ancient saint comes to the scene in person,

Can't do it either!

Under the surging power that this slap erupted.

Even if a saint comes,

must die too!

in an instant.

A slap across the void of thousands of miles, with infinite might, fell decisively without hesitation.

Without any sloppiness!

Like killing an ant,

In an instant, Jialan was shot dead above the sky.

puff!

Jia Lan, who was slapped to death with a slap, exploded on the spot.

then.

Dancing like a blood mist in the sky,

Then float in the air and dance with the wind.

The blood mist slowly scattered down,

Like a drizzle of goose feathers,

Floating all over the place.

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