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Chapter 917 The Battle of Near Saints(2/2)

"Bastard!" The Dead Soul Near Saint's nose was twisted with anger. As a Near Saint for hundreds of thousands of years, who wouldn't worship it? Who wouldn't kneel before it? Who wouldn't even tremble when seeing it? How could someone be like this?

Verbal humiliation? Even the ancestor of Montenegro is still polite when facing it.

Now, a treasure that I have never heard of jumps out and is arrogant and domineering?

"you wanna die!"

In an instant, the war broke out again, and the terrible fighting was staged again.

An astonishing collision between a near saint and a treasure.

Rumble!!!

A terrible war, with arrogance impacting thousands of miles, a superficial war, even if just a spark falls, it will undoubtedly have a huge impact on the entire world, enough to become a terrible disaster.

Fortunately, there is a curtain in this world, which is covered by the sky of the underworld. All forces are affected by it and are quickly suppressed.

The falling power will attenuate immediately when it is a certain distance away from the two, and the damage will be minimized.

Of course, even if there is a big curtain covering it, the power that escapes is greatly reduced, but it still forms a tsunami-like wave that stretches thousands of miles away.

At this moment, all living beings with a will in this vast underworld could not help but raise their heads and look at the terrifying waves and clouds in the distant sky.

Palpitations, palpitation, and feeling depressed.

An unspeakable fear filled my heart.

Unlike when Li Su fought against Duobao, everyone felt unprecedented fear at this moment, and the shadow of death seemed to be right in front of them.

I can't sit still!

All the monks opened their eyes wide and stared at the sky with shock on their faces.

who is it?

Who is fighting whom?

"This aura should be that of a near saint of the Dead Soul Clan, right?"

At this moment, in the city of Fengdu, black and white are impermanent, and bull heads and horse faces stand in the void. Their eyes are looking into the distance, with solemnity and confusion.

"Who's the other one?"

Although suppressed by the big curtain, they still know how strong the Death Soul Near Saint is and how terrifying the opponent is at close range.

If it weren't for Fengdu City, Fengdu City was protected by a treasure, and almost all the high-level officials in Fengdu City had disappeared, there would be no way to resist the Dead Soul Clan.

Buzz~!

Suddenly, there was a vibration in Fan Wushe's arms, and a yellowed ancient book flew out spontaneously.

The body is wrapped in light and shines divinely.

That is the treasure of the underworld, one of the three great ancient books, the Book of Life and Death!

As soon as it appeared, the pages of the Book of Life and Death couldn't help but turn. Shocked by the impermanence of black and white, the fragrant words of thirty years of bull-headed and horse-faced words poured down directly from the Book of Life and Death.

“*&……%¥¥¥%#¥#¥%¥%!!!”

Black and white, with an ox's head and a horse's face, they were first shocked that the Book of Life and Death actually spoke.

Then they were shocked that they didn't understand the content, but it was definitely a foul language and full of fragrance.

Isn’t the Book of Life and Death sleeping?

Why did you wake up suddenly?
Chapter completed!
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