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“What?!”
The disciples of the aristocratic family were shocked. These two won were genuine high- grade Pseudo-Divine Weapon Masters, but they were still killed in one move. Han Nianxuan’s strength was probably close to Han Zhao’s back then.
“Hmph! You overestimate yourself!” Han Yan snorted coldly when he saw the two won being killed.
However, the two balls of blood mist in the restriction transford into a blood-colored saber beam. The sll of blood soared into the sky and was nauseating.
“Swoosh!”
The blood saber flashed through the restriction and appeared in front of Han
Nianxuan in an instant.
“Oh no!” Han Nianxuan felt a chill in her heart and slashed with her sword.
With a crack, the high-grade Spirit Artifact sword in her hand suddenly broke. The blood saber did not lose its montum and struck the top of her head.
“Heavenly Demon Dazzling Light!’
Swoosh!
Han Nianxuan remained calm in the face of danger. She swung the broken sword in her hand and retreated quickly. At the sa ti, she drew a circle in the void in front of her.
At this mont, an extrely strange vortex that looked like it was filled with demonic energy appeared out of thin air.
As the Astral Qi in her body continued to pour into it, the black vortex that was originally the size of a human brain quickly expanded. In an instant, its diater exceeded ten ters.
The blood-colored saber beam that could instantly cut through a high-grade Spirit Artifact suddenly froze.
At this mont, demonic light surged from Han Nianxuan’s body as she used the Nirvana True Demon Technique.
Boom!
Just as she was desperately blocking the blood-colored saber beam, Murong Qiu, who had been motionless, attacked.
He fused with the white tiger phantom behind him and transford into the White Tiger True Body. He opened his bloody mouth and spat out a ball of condensed innate Sharp tal Qi that struck Han Nianxuan’s back.
“Oh no!” Han Yan’s expression changed drastically as he flew into the restriction.
Bang!
“Damn it!”
However, his figure was bounced back by the restriction. The restriction could only accommodate four people.
At the critical mont, a palm- sized golden flag suddenly flew out of Han
Nianxuan’s body and transford into a golden dragon that was more than twenty feet long. With a divine dragon tail swing, it forcefully dispersed the innate Sharp tal Qi that was enough to cut through a Spirit Artifact!
“What?!” Murong Qiu was shocked and his body trembled.
“Roar!” The golden dragon roared at the sky. When the Heavenly Demon’s dazzling light dissipated, it soared into the sky and tightly wrapped around the blood-colored saber beam.
Bang!
In the end, the golden dragon strangled the blood-colored saber beam until it exploded.
“How dare you old fellows interfere in a battle between juniors?” At the sa ti, Han Zhao’s dignified voice sounded from the golden dragon.
“Han Zhao! Just wait. This matter…”
The blood-colored saber beam shattered into pieces. The soul phantoms of the two sisters appeared, and a cold voice sounded.
Bang!
The golden dragon swung its tail and shattered the fragnts of the blood-colored saber beam until they completely disappeared.
After doing this, his light quickly dimd and turned into a golden dragon flag again, returning to Han Nianxuan’s body.
Han Nianxuan’s face turned pale. She suddenly turned to look at Murong Qiu, and a demonic aura surged from her body.
“Consider yourself lucky!” Murong Qiu saw that the situation was not good and imdiately left the restriction, returning to the array foundation.
Seeing this, Han Nianxuan caught the Great Yang Bottle and also left the restriction.
As soon as she sat in the array foundation, the demonic energy around her instantly dissipated. She took out a dicinal pill that was covered in seven colors and swallowed it.
“Damn it! I was tricked by her!” Sensing that Han Nianxuan’s aura had decreased greatly, Murong Qiu’s expression darkened.
“That’s not right. Won’t you be sent out of the Qian Heaven Palace after using power that exceeds the limit?”
“That’s right! Why is Han Nianxuan still here?”
The descendants of the aristocratic families discussed.
The goal of the Corpse Soul Valley was very simple. First, they would anger the disciples of the Qian Heaven Palace. Then, they would directly use a backup plan at the Weapon Master level. It would be best if they could injure or even directly kill them.
At the very least, they had to force Han Nianxuan to use her life-saving thods and be expelled by the Qian Heaven Palace.
“Unless the Dharma power Han Zhao used just now hasn’t reached the level of a Weapon Master and Pseudo Divine Power, but the actual power can resist the thods of a Weapon Master?!”
A shocking thought suddenly arose in everyone’s hearts.
It had only been 20 years, but his thods had already reached a level that no one could understand.
After the interlude just now, Han Yan gave up on the Great Yang Bottle. These Great Yang Bottles were all obtained by the aristocratic family.
“The inner hall has opened!”
After an unknown period of ti, the Heavenly Palace hanging high in the sky shone with golden light. It cast 72 light screens down and landed on the array foundation.
At this mont, including the array foundation that no one was standing on, all the array foundations were activated at the sa ti.
Everyone was brought into the inner hall of the Qian Heaven Palace and appeared in a huge hall.
At the end of the hall, there were five bronze doors that were dozens of ters tall. On them were the words tal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.
“Yang Lu is in the Five Elents tal Courtyard. Go quickly!” Tai Hao hurriedly urged Han Yan.
“Follow !” Han Yan waved at the eight people beside him.
The nine of them entered the Five Elents tal Courtyard at the sa ti.
At this mont, the descendants of the aristocratic families could not help but look at each other.
“We happen to be waiting for you here!” Murong Qiu smiled coldly.
At this mont, a group of descendants of aristocratic families gathered towards him at the sa ti.
“I’m sorry, I’ll take my leave.” Qi Wenxing did not receive any notice and imdiately walked towards the Five Elents Wood Courtyard.
Mystic Flower Hall.
Han Zhao stood in the square of the hall and looked down. The astral winds were biting cold. He did not use his Dharma power to protect his body. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and his hair fluttered in the wind.
In the distant sky, faint black clouds were descending. “A storm is coming… It’s ti to destroy the enemy!’
Han Zhao remained motionless, his divine light restrained.
This ti, he had to sweep through the universe and wipe out the demons..
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