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Chapter 2150 Purple Dragon King(2/2)

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Others also changed their expressions.

"Wesuo? The 'Blue Bat King' who is one of the four great Dharma kings of the Xuan Cha Sect?"

"He...he's dead?"

"He seems to be in the 'treasure house' left by a half-step immortal, right? Oh my god! Is he even dead?"

"Although that Dharma King Wei is only the bottom among the four Dharma Kings of the Xuansha Sect, he is still the 'Seventh Transformation Powerful Saint', and is ranked twenty-fourth on the "Ultimate Saint List"... But that's it.

Such a being actually died inside?"

"Even King Weifa died inside... Is it possible for others to survive?"



After learning that even the 'Blue Bat King', one of the four great dharma kings of the Xuan Cha Sect, was dead, the expressions of the other members of the casual cultivator alliance changed drastically, realizing that their alliance leader and deputy alliance leader should also be in danger.

As for people from other factions, they all realize that their sect masters, sect masters, and family heads are most likely in bad shape.

Between thunder and lightning.

Whoosh!!

Another short-lived howling sound came, and the strong wind was raging.

Except for the 'Purple Dragon King', the leader of the four great Dharma Kings of the Xuan Cha Sect, who was not affected in any way, everyone else was blown by the strong wind and subconsciously narrowed their eyes.

This scene is particularly similar to when the Purple Dragon King appeared.

When everyone opened their eyes, they also saw:

A tall young man wearing green clothes and handsome appearance stood in the air not far away, exuding a sharp and sharp aura, as if he was not a person, but a 'sword'.

The young man's long hair was tied up with a hairband, and his long ponytail hung down behind him. On his back, he also carried a long sheathed sword. The scabbard was simple and unpretentious.

The lines carved on the scabbard also reveal an ancient and vicissitudes of life invisibly, as if telling the people around you:

It has existed for a very long time.

"This...this is..."

After seeing clearly the 'dress' of the visitor, many 'casual cultivators' from Sin City's rogue cultivator alliance seemed to have remembered something, and their voices began to tremble.

The eyes of many casual cultivators showed bursts of fanaticism.

"He is...Pei...Mr. Pei Sihai!"
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