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Chapter five hundred and forty-eight the death of the ninth in the world(2/2)

Old Man Tianji saw the purple grass that Yun Zhongzi had just taken out and sighed, "You actually swallowed it like this, wasting your resources, wasting your resources!"

"Is it a waste of natural resources? Unfortunately, I have to eat it when facing the black wind of bone-abundance! Do you want it?"

Yun Zhongzi looked at the six strong men chasing from afar and did not continue to flee. A light flashed in his hand, and another sheep appeared. He shook it and said with a smile, "Do you want it? I just won't give it to you!"

"If you kill you, it's ours!"

Hao Cangqiong gritted his teeth.

"Brother Wu, we two low-end bone-aberaging black wind!" Old man Tianji saw Yun Zhongzi's plan and still did not stop. "Brother Hao, you four, kill him as fast as possible!"

As they spoke, the black wind of bone erosion had already enveloped them all. In the vastness, the dark red world was shrouded in black. The black wind blew past, but slipped away from Yun Zhongzi, without causing any harm to him.

"Fortunately, there are shelters in Hongmeng's world, immune to any storm, otherwise it will be really troublesome!"

Yun Zhongzi thought that he saw the treasure sacrificed by the old man Tianji and Wu Liangde. In the black wind, the defense power was rapidly decreasing. Further away, there was a five-star holy emperor. A yellow flag he sacrificed was persistent in the black wind. Without five breaths, the yellow light disappeared, and the flag turned into dust. The strong man struggled for two more breaths, and then died in shock. The whole thing turned into smoke and dust, dissipated with the wind.

Seeing this scene, Yun Zhongzi shuddered coldly.

"kill!"

Looking at the six peerless strong men running towards him, Yun Zhongzi shouted loudly and went up to meet him.
Chapter completed!
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