"But you are not dead."

Gu An stared at him with a cold look, which made him feel scared and subconsciously bowed his head.

"As a Mahayana cultivator just now, he had already been wiped out."

Gu An left these words and walked past Long Qing.

Long Qing widened his eyes and turned his head to look at Gu An's back, looking unbelievable.

Anxin and the Great Saint of Blood Prison were both stunned. For Anxin, the Mahayana realm was still far away, and the Great Saint of Blood Prison itself was the Mahayana realm.

Is this kid Long Qing even more powerful than the Mahayana realm?

They all felt absurdity in their hearts.

Shen Xinzi appeared in front of Long Qing out of thin air. He squatted down and began to check Long Qing's body. His face soon showed a look of shock.

"impossible……"

God's heart murmured to himself, feeling like the worldview collapsed.

Long Qing didn't know what his master was thinking, and Gu An's words echoed in his mind.

If it were the Mahayana realm, it would have been destroyed...

He recalled his terrifying feeling just now, and suddenly felt that it was not that scary.

At the same time, Gu An's image in his heart was infinitely elevated.

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Chapter completed!