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“Heavenly Phoenix true fla!”
Jing Baimu was taken aback. Although the flas could not hurt him, they were extrely troubleso. The true flas could burn his vital essence, which greatly depleted his vital essence.
“One Qi returning to origin!”
Jing Baimu waved the demonic blade in his hand, and a white light appeared and dispersed like smoke, blocking the sea of fire several feet around him.
At the sa ti, the demonic blade danced again, producing eight blade-lights that blocked all of qu Hongyan’s attacks. One of the blade-lights shot toward Luo yunshang.
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