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The cold and arrogant voice resounded through the whole Heilong mountain, so that countless disciples of Heilong mountain temple could hear it clearly.

Changsun Dynasty's face was a little gloomy. He never expected that Fu XiaBing from Qingyang sect should be so arrogant and domineering. He was so arrogant that he didn't put changsun Dynasty as an old Saint in his eyes.

"Qiang!"

Murong Yanjiao's body moved slightly. She stepped out and left the temple, opposite Fu XiaBing's remote control, saying, "as you wish!"

The red Sabre gives out a terrible breath of pressure and light, illuminating the whole Heilong mountain. Like a bloody dragon awakening, it deeply shocked the disciples of the temple of Heilong mountain.

In fact, even Fu XiaBing's face slightly changed. Of course, he had heard that Murong smoke in the fire hall was a new great saint. Naturally, he also derived the sound of 108 ancient bells from her.

Before Fu XiaBing's provocation, it would be disgraceful for him to shrink back now. But if he fought hard here, it might cause some ancient artifacts in the Heilong mountain temple. At that time, the four god beast family had also killed many people here!

At first, Fu XiaBing just wanted to frighten changsun Dynasty, let him eat shriveled, and then hand over Qin Sheng, so that he could do the job!

It never occurred to me that Murong Yan, the new great saint, was so fierce. He drew his sword directly and said evil things to each other.

"Murong Yan, you are just a new great saint who wants to challenge me?" Soon, Fu XiaBing took back his scruples and said with a sneer, "you are not qualified to let Chang Sun Chao come out and fight in the forbidden area and wasteland?"

"In the long sun Dynasty, if you win, we, the Qingyang clan, will do it. OK?"

As soon as the voice fell, Fu XiaBing shot away. He wanted to leave here. He was a great saint. In the Heilong mountain temple, he absolutely dared not be too arrogant. He was not afraid of ten thousand. Just in case, he startled the ancient artifacts lying dormant in the Heilong mountain temple.

Those ancient implements, especially the legendary ancient clock, once awakened, will inspire no power, which is absolutely terrible!

This is the Lord of Qingyang sect, which has been emphasized again and again!

Fu XiaBing's strength is very strong, but he is not an idiot.

"So anxious to leave?"

At this time, a thoughtful and somewhat lazy voice sounded in Fu XiaBing's ear.

"Who is it?"

Fu XiaBing's face changed wildly. His speed was in the holy land, and he was also a strong man. However, it never occurred to him that someone approached him silently and colorless.

A shadow came from far away, making Fu XiaBing's eyes round. Then he saw a dazzling golden sun burning around him.

"Sniff" ~ "

the fiery golden flame directly cracks the void, and a strong pressure suddenly covers the whole Heilong mountain temple.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

……

The ancient clock in the deepest part of Heilong mountain temple contains supreme power. The ancient clock that has killed many great saints rings again, and it is a continuous bell.

"Another 108?"

Murong Yan and changsun Dynasty looked at each other, their faces were full of shock.

At the same time, Fu XiaBing has been frightened for a long time. The big round of sun around him, just looking at the fluctuation of Yuanli's breath, seems to be stronger than himself?

"How could it be?"

Fu XiaBing opened his eyes and felt a stabbing pain. He couldn't see clearly what the mysterious strong man was.

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