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Chapter 1868 Retreat or die

Xuangui Turtle Mountain is the first dojo that can move independently.

As soon as the temple appeared, millions of monks died!

Million!

The corpses are enough to pile up into a mountain!

At this time, the Xuangui Turtle Mountain came to the Antigu Island with great purpose. Anyone could have imagined what a terrible thing would happen if this temple that could destroy millions of monks came to the Antigu Island.

Dark clouds came with the black turtle, and there was lightning and thunder among the dark clouds.

The news spread very quickly and in the shortest time, it swept across the entire Anti-August Island.

The Xuan Turtle Dojo made the entire Anti-Arc Island panic.

This is a place of great danger. When it swept over, a great disaster may come!

The black turtle floated past a mountain, and countless heart-wrenching screams suddenly sounded on the mountain. The screams came from the sects built on the mountain. Under the dark clouds, no one knew what was happening there, but the screams were enough to remind people of many things.

The black turtle did not stop because of this mountain, but continued to move forward slowly.

"Look! There is a figure on the back of the black turtle!"

"I can't see clearly!"

"It's the killing he controls the black turtle and launches!"

"This person is so terrifying. Just seeing his body, I will feel an inexplicable fear in my heart!"

"I heard from the fellow Taoist who came out of the devouring inheritance last time that there will be ancient existences in the inheritance, devouring our essence and blood, and wanting to live for a lifetime. The people on the black turtle think so too!"

"He wants to destroy the entire Anti-August Island!"

"Run!"

I don’t know who shouted first, and the monks on the Antiqu Island began to flee, and they fled in the opposite direction of the black turtle.

The black turtle slowly came, and what it brought was the doomsday for the monks on the Antigu Island.

"Fellow Daoist, do you really want to hide a million corpses!"

A sound sounded in the temple.

The gods, the six gods and the elders of the tribe were all buried outside the Holy City of Light. This time, the one who came out might be the powerful people of the seventh level gods or above.

The figure above the black turtle stood with his hands behind his back, with long hair floating behind him without saying anything, but the terrifying momentum was directly pressing towards the divine palace, responding to the powerful god clan.

"Bold!" There was also a surging momentum in the divine palace, and a figure rushed straight to the sky and rushed towards the black turtle.

On the ground, many people could see two figures fighting over the black turtle. Thunder fell, and thunder continued. At the same time, ghosts cried, which was particularly vulnerable.

Everyone was sweating in their palms, hoping to defeat the figure above the black turtle.

The battle was very fierce and short. After more than a dozen moves, the figure who soared into the sky from the divine palace fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground. The other side collapsed and the clouds on the other side dissipated.

This is a powerful man from at least seventh level of the gods. He died within a dozen moves!

The monks on Anti-Ang Island felt a little desperate. Looking at the slowly coming of the black turtle, they didn't know where they could escape. Who could stop this existence?

Just when despair arises in everyone's heart, a voice sounds.

"Go back, or die!"

This sound is dull, but it is clearly heard in everyone's ears.

A white figure floated in the air, blocking the black turtle.

In front of the black turtle on Tuo Mountain, the white figure seemed particularly small, but at this moment, it shocked everyone and a strong sense of confidence rose from their hearts.

"Immortal King!"

"The Immortal King is back!"

"The Immortal King of my clan is back!"

On the ground, cheers kept ringing.

Immortal King, come back again! Once again in times of crisis in the human race!

"That's not the Immortal King." But there were different voices, "The Immortal Mountain has been closed, the Immortal King Chi Mu, this person is Xiao Yang."

"Xiao Yang?"

"That Xiao Yang who has been missing for two years?"

"Xiao Yang, who should be ranked first in the genius list among the rumors?"

"He? What can he do if he appears? But in his twenties, even the strong man from the seventh level of the gods died under the black turtle. How dare he stand there and speak wildly!"

"Did you have been missing for too long? Do you think this world is still the same as two years ago?"

A voice of doubt sounded.

Many people have heard of the name Xiao Yang. In his twenties, he used to be the well-deserved king, but what about now?

"Xiao Yang is indeed in his twenties, but three days ago, he killed twenty-one baoyun in the Holy City of Light, and at the same time, he killed one of the powerful people in Jiantian!"

As soon as the sound came out, it was shocking!

At the age of 20, he killed twenty-one of them, one of them was killed!

How is this possible!

In the sky, Xiao Yang was still wearing a white robe of Qilin. The scars from three days ago had been compensated by this treasure. His long hair shawl was blowing in the wind, his feet were on Qilin boots, and his fairy sword was holding. Xiao Yang stood in the air and stared in front of him.

The figure on the black turtle still said nothing.

"kill!"

Xiao Yang flipped his wrist and the pure white fairy sword in his hand danced a sword flower.

On the top of the black turtle, a large array of nothingness suddenly appeared. It was Chessia who took action. The power of nothingness enveloped the mountains behind the black turtle, and all the dark clouds in the sky were dispersed.

Two three-meter-long black yellow dragons bite towards the black turtle. Although they are only three meters long, they are particularly terrifying.

The figure above the black turtle still stood with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Yang looked ahead, a colorful bead floated in front of Xiao Yang. The colorful bead suddenly burst out. At this moment, Xiao Yang's aura increased wildly.

Xiao Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he stepped forward and killed the mountain behind the black turtle.

This colorful bead was left by the owner of Xianshan, and Xiao Yang could use all the power of Xianshan again.

On this black turtle, Xiao Yang even felt a more terrifying aura than the powerful man in the sky.

Thunder sounded again in the sky.

The people standing on the ground could not see what happened on the black turtle. They could only see spiritual energy exploding in the sky. Under the black turtle, mountains collapsed, sea water swelled, and countless terrifying phantoms appeared in the sky.

On the ground, a giant black shadow appeared, stretched out his arms to the sky, grabbing the black turtle, so that the black turtle could do any more.

Another giant red shadow appeared, and the giant red shadow was even more terrifying, like an evil god, roaring to the sky, with sharp claws on both arms, and to completely tear the black turtle apart.

Looking at the battle in the sky, the monks on the Anti-August Island were a little dull. They couldn't believe that the battle with the Black Turtle was really just a young man in his twenties! Is this really an existence living in the same era as him?

In the sky, the black turtle finally roared, and black blood spilled from the sky. The black turtle was injured and torn apart by the sharp claws of the red giant shadow.

The ghost crying became even more scary.

"Look! That figure is defeated!"
Chapter completed!
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