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Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh Yuan Ying spilled blood(2/2)

"Bullying me by virtue of my realm?"

Fang Gui looked at the giant palm that he grabbed at him, his face changed drastically and he hurriedly retreated.

My heart is thrilled, my courage is cold.

He didn't know how he blocked the divine light just now, so how could he face the palm of the Nascent Soul Ancestor with at least 30% of his magic power?

Who would have thought that the other party’s Nascent Soul Ancestor is here?

Who would have thought that the other party, the Nascent Soul Ancestor, would actually deal with him by bullying the small?

More importantly, who would have thought that he would take action twice?

He was shocked and angry, and helpless, trying to curse shamelessly, but his magic power was overwhelming, but he couldn't even make a sound!

"Shameless!"

At this moment, a powerful voice suddenly appeared behind him and scolded him.

As the sound shocked the void, a black spear flew through the void, and the mighty power rolled. In an instant, the giant palm grabbed the old ancestor Gou Chen in front of Fang Gui, and then his momentum continued to fly back quickly with his body...

The Nascent Soul sprinkles blood, and the heaven and earth are dark.
Chapter completed!
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