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Chapter 3844 Who is the prey(2/2)

Without the disturbed space, they were unable to teleport. It was as if the teleportation door was locked and they were deprived of the right to enter.

For a moment, several people subconsciously looked at Duan Lingtian, with bursts of panic in their eyes.

After the panic, there was a look of regret.

"This Lingtian is already a high-ranking god king!"

"He has mastered the way to control the four realms of heaven and earth!"

"The laws of space he has comprehended are more powerful than rumored. Even without the use of artifacts, he has the ability to kill all of us!"

"Escape! If anyone escapes, leave the God King's battlefield as soon as possible and report to the sect! Don't enter the Taiyi Sect's people in the God King's battlefield again!"



The expressions of the surviving group of high-ranking god-kings all changed drastically, and at the same time they all made the same decision:

escape!

Now, Duan Lingtian has shown such strength that scares them even before he uses the divine weapon.

What if we use an artifact?

I'm afraid I can kill them all with just a few swords!

"escape?"

Duan Lingtian smiled faintly, and then at the moment when the remaining dozen Taiyi Sect disciples fled in all directions, streaks of colorful sword light flew out from his body, like colorful meteors streaking through the sky.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!



More than a dozen colorful sword lights shot through the air.

The next moment, several lower-ranking god kings among the more than ten Taiyi Sect disciples who fled in all directions were directly killed by the colorful sword light, and fell one after another.

As for the remaining high-ranking god kings, after being overtaken by the colorful sword light, they did not dare to escape anymore. They all stopped and tried their best to resist the colorful sword light.

However, even if they managed to stop the colorful sword light, they still suffered serious injuries. The weaker ones had blood spurting from their mouths, and even the stronger ones' complexions turned pale and pale.

Phew! Phew! Phew!



Duan Lingtian's figure changed several times, and every time he changed, he appeared in front of a Taiyi Sect disciple.

In less than ten breaths, the remaining Taiyi Sect disciples, whether they had no time to resist or those who reacted to resist, all died under Duan Lingtian's sword without exception.
Chapter completed!
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