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Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth despair of the beginning of the road

The armor on Wang Yun collapsed on the spot, and the sword light directly injured him. The armor on him was also at the level of the top magic weapon. It was impossible for ordinary half-step God Transformation Realm to break his armor at the same level.

But under the attack of this sword, he could not even resist it slightly.

Being severely injured in an instant!

Wang Yun hit the ground hard.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!"

At this time, many people flew to Wang Yun, all of whom were masters of the Divine Treasure Realm level. They formed a formation to protect Wang Yun.

Many people showed a look of sadness and anger on their faces.

The crowd is excited!

"puff!"

Wang Yun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the attack just now almost made him kill him directly.

He finally understood why those junior brothers were so vulnerable when facing Lu Xuan.

He is already the only half-step realm of transformation in the realm of the God that has been achieved in Taichu Dao.

The other half-step divine transformation realms were either missing or died at Lu Xuan's hands.

The foundation of Taichu Tao is indeed profound, but it cannot withstand such consumption.

At this moment, he truly understood what the strength of the sect-level extermination is.

At the same half-step realm of God Transformation, his strength is far from that of Lu Xuan.

It is simply incomparable.

If he was attacking a sect of Taichu Dao, he would be seeking death.

Even without the predecessor of the God Transformation Realm, he was still seeking death alone.

But Lu Xuan was different. He used his own strength to make them mess up and hurt them severely.

In just a short time, Taichu Dao lost so much, which was extremely terrifying.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there were people in the world who could be so strong.

While Wang Yun vomited blood, countless methods of targeting Lu Xuan flashed through his mind. It would be fine if such a person did not exist. As long as he existed, it would be their biggest concern.

Lu Xuan will not be eliminated for a day, and their Taichu Dao will be in a storm.

What's even more terrifying is that Lu Xuan is only a half-step realm of the God Transformation Realm. Judging from the information about Lu Xuan they collected from the earth, Lu Xuan is not even fifty years old, but his cultivation is enough to be more powerful than those who have practiced like this for hundreds of years.

In the future, Lu Xuan's entry into the realm of God Transformation can almost be said to be a foregone conclusion. Faced with such a terrifying existence, they have almost no other choice.

They can only be killed in the cradle, this is the last chance. If Lu Xuan is not killed and when he enters the realm of God Transformation, then their Taichu Dao will be really destroyed, and the thousand-year inheritance will be destroyed in their generation.

"Disciples, don't think of me as a thought, find a way to kill Lu Xuan!" Wang Yun's mouth was bleeding and he shouted. He had no strength to struggle, but Taichu Dao could not be destroyed in his hands.

"It won't take long to wait until the ancestor comes back!"

"Yes, we just need to delay time and he is dead!"

"The sect has raised us for many years, and now is the time for us to repay the sect!"

Many people were shouting, as if they were cheering themselves up.

There is really no way. The enemies they face are too strong. They have never faced such a terrifying existence before.

Almost with one's own strength, a holy land like Taichudao can be destroyed. What kind of monster is this?
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