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Chapter 353: The Powerhouse in Memory

!" The Lord of Judgment snorted coldly: "Please take care of yourself first. You are not the war slave that Dadao wants, so the only result of your soul being dispersed is yours. It is impossible for you to run away again today."

"I didn't think about escaping!" 6 Daojun smiled slightly and raised it casually. He didn't know what magic he used. He heard a loud rumbling sound from the void. After a moment, there were waves of ripples in space, as if a huge black hole had appeared.

In the blink of an eye, a huge palace flew out of the black hole.

The sound of the Tao is filled with bursts of mysterious lights, and the purple air is like a mountain, as if it is about to condense time. There are three big words written on the main entrance of the palace: Zixiao Palace.

A roar of Taoist sound, and when the gate of Zixiao Palace opened, a figure walked out. It was a young man in a black and white Taoist robe with a cold face, like a piece of steel and stone.

"Did you use the incarnation to slash out with the green lotus?" The judge looked at the man in black and white Taoist robe and said lightly: "The three corpses are indeed magical to kill the Tao. If your elder brother was in his heyday, I would have a very small chance of winning. Unfortunately, your cultivation is not enough, and it is still impossible to fight me with him."

"I appeared here today and didn't want to leave alive! I proved the truth with Yin and Yang, and it's good to be buried in this Denun Mountain." 6 Yudaojun grinned, with an indescribable pride in his eyes, as if he was the one who was at the upper hand now.

"If you can't conquer the cycle of reincarnation, this war will not end."

"When my elder brother comes back..."

"On this day... he will never be able to cover this world anymore!"

As soon as the words were finished, the terrifying aura filled the eight wildernesses, and the energy of heaven and earth was used like a tsunami. 6. The 6-Press Daojun and the man in black and white Taoist robe started at the same time. A terrifying five-qi dragon soldier condensed, as if he was about to pierce the entire world, and slashed at the Lord of Judgment.

"boom!"

A terrifying loud noise seemed to be broken, the universe shaking. The sky and the earth were spinning, and the light and darkness reincarnation.

Vaguely, Chen Weiming could feel something broken. He didn't know whether it was space or fragments of memory, but his whole body seemed to be thrown into the endless river, with ups and downs.

I don’t know how long it took, but a dim light finally appeared in front of me.

He is in a desolate area again, and he cannot see the ends of all directions at first sight. Apart from the dark gray disciple, there are bursts of dark aura.

This is a land that seems to be abandoned by life, making people feel cold.

There are countless monks, one by one, like the evil spirit Taoist lord, or not much weaker, and many people are much stronger and are moving forward in large groups.

There is another battlefield ahead, and many burly and huge people are fighting against the forces where the evil spirit Taoist is located.

Blood flowed into a river, corpses piled up like mountains, and the fierceness of the war slowed down the evil spirit Taoist king again. He was afraid and even wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to do it.

"kill!"

Someone shouted: "Capt the cycle of reincarnation, and each person will reward one world, the life span of endless life and death!"

Looking at the sound, I was wearing purple armor and clearly became the Lord of Judgment.

The rewards below made everyone excited and their eyes became crazy and hot.

The Lord of Judgment took the lead. With his hands raised, countless thunder, lightning, flames, and ice... All kinds of energy were like mountain torrents pouring down from the sky. Those tall people could not resist such terrible attacks at all. In the blink of an eye, countless lives were wiped out from the world by these terrifying energy, and they were clean.

The master took action and ran rampant around the world, making the army more motivated and rushed to fight wildly.

Seeing that the army was defeated, suddenly, a terrifying black flame gushed out from the sky, the ground, the void... and in an instant, countless monks were burned clean.

Vaguely, a man with white head and red temples appeared at the end of the flame, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking here coldly.8
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