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515: Ancestor Ziyun, dont give up(2/2)

"Get away!"

Ancestor Ziyun was furious, and a big sword appeared in the hand of the Master. It fell from the sky like a sky-shattering force and slashed straight at the neck of the Master Chen Xing.

"Sword Three."

Chen Xingzu's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he activated the Dharma without hesitation, used his unique skill of Dugu Nine Swords, and charged forward fiercely.

Dang, bang…….

The terrifying sound was like the explosion of a nuclear bomb, and the ripples were like the roar of a hurricane.

The surrounding mountains and jungles that still existed have been completely flattened, and you can see them as far as the eye can see.

The ground revealed endless chasms that were bottomless and hundreds of feet long, as if the earth had been split open randomly, making it look particularly ferocious.

"Get away!"

Ancestor Ziyun was willing to pay the price of losing one arm of his Dharma Appearance, and forcibly defeated Chen Xingzu's Dharma Appearance, causing him to become weak and seriously injured and dying.

Finally eliminating the obstacle, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and rushed towards Zuo Chongming without hesitation.

He could clearly sense that the surrounding space was becoming more and more chaotic. If he did not seize the time to kill Zuo Chongming, the consequences would be disastrous.

Even though his perception had been distorted, and he couldn't even see or hear, he could still barely grasp Zuo Chongming's direction.

As long as he narrowed the distance and completely covered that area, he didn't believe that Zuo Chongming could escape.

It's just a mere astrological realm...

Before Ziyun Patriarch's thoughts could arise, he suddenly felt a stinging pain between his brows.

Immediately afterwards, he felt an indescribable feeling of powerlessness, just like the powerlessness he felt when he met a wild wolf in the wild as a child.

What's wrong with me?

Why can't I feel the presence of my body?

Trivial memories emerged uncontrollably in Patriarch Ziyun's mind.

He suddenly felt extremely tired. He didn't want to do anything or think about anything. He just wanted to be quiet...

"So, this is death?"
Chapter completed!
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