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A remote room.

A group of people are still conspiring.

The saint issued an order, which was tight and orderly, and planned every step.

"Okay, just do this. Tomorrow morning, listen to my orders and take action on time. None of these Shaolin masters can be let go."

The saint's cold way.

"Don't worry, Saint."

A group of people nodded.

call!

A gust of cold wind blew, and one of the dozen green lamps placed not far away was extinguished.

Everyone was stunned and looked over together.

"Is this??? Zuo Zun was killed?"

A man gasped.

"Not good, saint, transfer immediately."

A middle-aged man said in a low voice.

The saint nodded directly.

They made a quick decision and were unwilling to take any risks. They immediately took the soul lamp on the table and rushed out of the room.

At this moment.

The middle-aged man felt a sense of emotion at the same time and looked up suddenly.

"Soon, someone is coming, Saint, go quickly, I'll block him."

The middle-aged man threw out the soul lamp in his hand and rushed over immediately.

He has a high-level strength and has been a master for many years. He has never been at a disadvantage when he fought against the 35th strong men on the earth.

If he goes out, the saint and the others are extremely relieved.

In addition, the middle-aged man also has a mysterious and talented magical power, and his spiritual sense is dozens of times higher than that of an ordinary master. Even if he is not as good as an opponent, he can escape calmly.
Chapter completed!