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    “Oh, I didn’t think there was really one who knew about us.

    It seems that Sinan did die at your hands.

    But it doesn’t matter anymore, if we take you and others to pay tribute to him today, he will be considered to have died a worthy death.”

    Hearing Su Jingtie’s words, the guy in front of him froze for a moment, and then his words were filled with a rather strong hatred.

    “So that you know whose hands you died at, I am the Great General of the Ancient Demon Kingdom, Mo Bei!”

    After that, the demonic aura on this guy’s body was so dense that it reached the extreme!

    When the aura on his body blossomed, he had clearly reached the Celestial Stage.

    Obviously this was also not yet his strongest state, after all, the Sinan at the time had all reached the Mahayana stage.

    Moreover, only one person, Mo Bei, had come out, which meant that the other people in the God’s Capital were not yet in a fit state to come out.

    This was nothing more than Su Jingjing and the others guarding those who entered the land of the divine Kingdom this 1 time too closely, thus causing Mo Bei and the others to have no choice but to do so.

    “Great General Zhanbei, this guy’s strength should be the same as Sinan1, this isn’t his strongest state.”

    Su Jinghuang took 1 deep breath, and the power of the fleshly princes on his body abruptly surged out.

    He didn’t choose to back down.

    It’s time for someone to stand in front and resist.

    He knew that even if he went all out, he probably wouldn’t even be a match for the other party, but in the end, he had to try1.

    And seeing that Su Jingjing fell into silence at this moment, Mo Bei’s gaze was swept past him.

    Looking toward the dozens of battle formations that kept speeding in the back.

    The corner of its mouth once again hooked up a disdainful smile, but of course, there was also a trace of excitement in its eyes.

    With that, 1 crimson light suddenly flashed across his body.

    The giant figure that covered the sky began to shrink continuously, finally maintaining at around ten feet.

    But his body was also getting more and more solid, and he looked so powerful.

    “Hehe, battle formation… it’s a bit interesting, but in the end, it’s just 1 pile of mole crickets.

    Even if they were fused together, they would be nothing more than a larger ant that wouldn’t make any difference.”

    Mokita scoffed 1 again this way.

    There was then no hesitation, since Su Jinghuang stood at the forefront of him, it was natural that he would have to endure his strongest attack.

    “Gryphon, let’s start with you!”

    As soon as the words fell, without any hesitation, Mo Bei stretched out 1 giant hand and directly covered towards Su Jingning.

    He did not cast any spell aptitude.

    Just converging with pure power.

    The absolute power of the Celestial Stage is enough to destroy any 1 Harmonized Stage in most cases.

    But he was up against Su Jingjing, so there would be accidents after all.

    At this moment, looking at the 1 large palm print that was directly covering towards him, although Su Jingjing’s expression was grave, he didn’t have any panic.

    The power of the Flesh Marquis rushed through his body.

    The ten 2 secret stashes quickly erupted, and then the power of blood qi converged in the palm of his right hand.

    With the Great Desolate Creation Palm’s operating route, it directly whistled out.

    In the next instant, Su Jingjing’s body instantly had a bout of dragon’s roar ringing out.

    At the same time, the Immovable Xuan Turtle Seal was also activated by him.

    The Dragon Turtle phase reappeared, and the defense had been drawn up.

    The 1 large palm print wielded by the Great Desolate Creation Palm was in an instant in contact with the palm print that Mo Bei covered over.

    1 A furious and extremely violent energy exploded.

    The void several miles wide in front of him was steeply filled with boundless and violent energy fluctuations.

    A blinding light swept toward the 4 weeks.

    Having just reached this side, the weaker battle formations were almost ready to be overturned by this force.

    Everyone looked as appalled as they could.

    “Fellow Daoist Su, is Fellow Daoist Su alright?

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