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Fairy hall.
It stands among the fairy mountains, clouds and mist curling from time to time, some strong people come out from the sky.
In a hall, a middle-aged man's brow furrowed and walked slowly.
"They are dead."
He spoke, and his voice was dull, causing the rest of the hall to frown.
"He really is the leaf named on the stele?" A woman said, she is not young and beautiful, like a woman outside, but she had a majestic domineering body when she opened her mouth.
"It should be him."
The middle-aged man who walked came with a killing intent, saying: "It is only such a genius who can cut off my fairy son."
"Stay or kill?"
"Are there any conclusions?" the old man asked in a cold voice.
The other party beheaded several geniuses in their immortal palace, and even one of the elders was dead. This is already completely stepping on the immortal palace under his feet. He wished to cut Ye Feng's head now.
"killed."
The middle-aged man said: "It is already certain that he is a peerless genius."
"If you are not enemies with our immortal palace, you can take it away, but now that you have completely left a knot, you must remove him now."
"Lest I become the enemy of my immortal palace in the future."
The middle-aged man looked around and said slowly, "Now, who of you would like to go?"
"Let me go."
The old man stood up.
"Then he will give it to you, only hope you can complete the task, and don't let it down anymore."
"This incident has angered the above." The middle-aged man said solemnly.
"Oh, when am I that waste?"
The old man sneered, his body suddenly rose, his robe hunted and his hair went white.
It seemed to change individuals in a flash.
A strong coercion pervaded.
He Ran is a master of Mahayana realm, only one step away from Cheng Xian.
Such a strong person is present enough to shake countless people.
He stepped out in one step and disappeared directly in place. When he appeared again, he had reached a distance.
"What a small... humble creature..."
Standing on the top of the endless mountain, a grand fortress like a palace, the walls are covered with a light snow.
Here stood a man dressed in the five-light **** armor, like the dazzling sun.
The eyes are like gold, and the silver crown is like a divine power, suspended above the head.
Like a face carved by ice, there is a natural domineering.
"Leave a name on the stele."
The man smiled and said: "It's a bit mean."
Then he turned to look at the old man who didn't know when to appear, and said with a smile: "I heard... you want to remove this genius?"
"Don't you think they used your emotions? Borrow your hand to get rid of this genius."
The man chuckled lightly, "Guan Yazi, it seems that in their eyes, you're nothing."
There was no emotion on his face, and he even wanted to laugh: "You look at me too little."
"Oh--?"
The man showed an expression listening quietly to the next sentence.
"In my eyes, the so-called peerless genius is like a group of monkeys."
"You can leave a name on the stele. It may be strong, but as long as it doesn't grow, it will still be a ant."
This old man has extraordinary momentum, and he has an unmatched dignity that is far beyond mortal.
He disdained: "To deal with a group of monkeys living in the most primitive wilderness, playing with the most lowly and humble means, to kill him is just as easy."
His expression was cold, and he could not see any emotion on his face, and he didn't even have any expression that was angry at the man's previous rudeness.
It didn't seem to care at all from the beginning.
What's so good about handling a monkey?
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