There’s Something Wrong With This Account Chapter 483: [The Demon Sect shall not be insulted]

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Gong Shupan frowned slightly as he looked at the big-headed boy in front of him.

"The Great Sacrifice of Foreign Races." He said solemnly.

At the same time, his complexion could not help but become a little dignified.

"Uncle Xiao said, the clones of the Great Alien Sacrifice are infinitely close to the ninth stage." Gong Shupan looked at the big sacrifice and couldn't tell whether it was the clone or the main body for a while.

In fact, neither the main body nor the clone can be solved independently by the public loser.

Although he is also a generation of giants in the spiritual world, his cultivation is as high as the eighth stage, but he is only in the early stage of the eighth stage. If converted into a level, he is now level 83.

The disparity in level means that he cannot be the opponent of the big sacrifice.

In their realm, a small realm can create a huge gap. It is very difficult to leapfrog and kill people, let alone a larger realm.

And the big sacrifice is undoubtedly not comparable to ordinary foreign races. How can such a person who can cultivate to this level be an ordinary person?

To be honest, even if the big sacrifice is at level 83 at the moment, it is not an opponent to lose to Pan Bacheng.

Fortunately, this is Huoyanchuan, which gives the public a little more confidence.

Although this is an extinct volcano, it is also a volcano.

The strength of the mountain can still be borrowed from the open rock, so he wants to give it a try.

The black flag on his right hand waved forward, and the two mountains behind him shook violently.

"Hey, it's kind of interesting." A hint of surprise flashed through the turbid eyes of the Great Sacrifice, and there was still an evil smile on his face, like a cat teasing a mouse.

He is not at all impatient, because he is not in a hurry.

The Lord said, let him reach the Eastern Region in three days. Now there are two hours before the three-day period, which is completely too late.

What's more... The big sacrifice here is actually not the main body, but just a clone.

After the two volcanoes trembled, the endless fire spirit began to converge towards the black flag.

With a strong wave of the Gonglupan, a sea of ​​fire spread forward.

The big sacrificial ritual stretched out his hands with a little baby fat, and when the two index fingers swiped forward, they made two paths in the sea of ​​fire.

He flew forward quickly, passed through the sea of ​​fire in an instant, and then tore at the black banner.

"Good come!" Gong Shupan said in his heart.

The black banner in his hand was released in an instant, and when the high priest touched it, the sea of ​​flames swept forward and then sucked him in.

This black banner is actually double-layered, with its own space inside. Now, the big sacrifice is accidentally trapped inside.

Panyao glanced at the black flag, and then continued to drag the mountain fire behind him, converging towards the black flag.

When all the wildfires entered the black flags, the expression on Gongzupan's face became a little more relaxed.

But soon he heard a lazy voice:

"You don't really think I'm trapped inside, do you?"

Gong Shupan turned his head abruptly, and saw that the big sacrifice priest was looking at him with playful eyes.

Gongsupan didn't know when he disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know what was trapped in the black flag now.

He only knew that the other party had actually had countless opportunities to attack him just now, but he didn't do the big sacrifice.

It's not because he's an upright person, he's purely teasing the public.

It's a pity that he didn't see the slightest irritation on Gong Shupan's face. On the contrary, his **** face was still just a solemn expression, which looked particularly serious.

The Great Sacrifice doesn't understand Gongshupan.

He is the peak master of the Demon Sect and the law enforcement elder. At the same time, among Yanli's disciples, he was also the one with the worst talent but the most perseverance.

The rock that the public loses is a rock that is as solid as a rock.

If you say, among Yanli's disciples, who do they respect each other most?

The most respected person is definitely the elder sister Yan Shu, because it was Yan Shu who taught them carefully when they started.

Secondly, the other brothers will definitely choose to lose.

No one can compare to the tenacity alone.

Who could have imagined that this great practitioner of the eighth stage, the peak master of the demon sect, had only five ripples on his body, and was just a practitioner of comprehension 5.

Gongsupan waved the black flag again, and the next one, like a fire unicorn, rushed towards the great sacrifice.

The big sacrifice slammed a fist fiercely, a seemingly unremarkable punch, like a child fooling around.

The next moment, the fire unicorn fell apart and turned into a light.

The remaining boxing strength directly hit the black flag, cracks appeared on the black flag, and then broke into two pieces.

The rest of the cultivators wanted to come and help, but they were dragged by the surrounding aliens and had no time to get out.

Gong Shupan snorted, vomiting blood, but the expression on his face did not change at all.

There was a trace of disgust on the face of the big sacrifice. He shook his fist again, and Gong Shupan's chest was sunken. The whole person flew upside down and hit a hill behind him, causing a violent mountain collapse.

The public loser fell in the big pit, and the black face that looked like Bao Qingtian still had that solemn expression.

He actually had time to run, but he didn't want to.

Here is his hometown. When he was a child, his family was poor, and he survived with the help of his neighbors.

His only goal when he was a child was to practice well so that his family and those who treat him well can live a good life.

After all these people died, the public loses direction for a while.

It was the master who told him: "People have to live the way they want, otherwise, sooner or later they will think the way they live."

This sentence is always in my heart.

In the hearts of the Mozong people, they have always believed that life is the most grand practice.

So, the period, should it be painted in the most beautiful place?

Gongsupan struggled to get up, then looked down.

Huoyanchuan has a unique scene, that is, the leaves of all trees are red.

Looking down from a high place, I saw a patch of red!

"It's so beautiful." Gong Shupan thought in his heart.

The big sacrifice was suspended in the air and said: "Why? I like it very much?"

After finishing speaking, he threw his fists down all the time, and all of the red leaves were scraped up, and then turned into powder.

The red color just disappeared.

"You said you want to take my head to the Demon Sect?" Gong Shupan asked.

"Half a human head is good, because your expression disgusts me. Anyway, your brother Shen Yan, should he still recognize half of your head, right?" The big sacrifice said with a smile.

"You want to insult the Demon Sect." Gong Shupan looked solemn, and his black face was full of seriousness and seriousness.

Isn't this obvious?

The big sacrifice suddenly felt very upset, because he thought the person in front of him was very boring and speechless.

"You are not worthy." Gong Yupan said lightly, as if to state a fact.

The next moment, a blood-red wave of air dissipated from him, and then instantly poured into the mountain.

Gongsupan's eyes suddenly became hollow, and his body turned into powder when the breeze blew.

The entire Huoyanchuan trembled violently.

The roar continued, but the lava did not erupt.

"The Fire Spirit Vein, the Fire Spirit Vein of the Tianchen Continent was originally here!" The pupils of the Great Sacrifice dilated, with a look of surprise.

A long blood-red dragon roared and appeared, its eyes firm, and its expression solemn.

"Ling Vein Transformation!" The clone of the Great Sacrifice immediately turned and fled, without any hesitation.

However, it was too late.

The fire dragon swept over and swallowed him clean.

——The Demon Sect must not be insulted!

This is the belief of the law enforcement elders of the Mozong.

After devouring the great sacrifice, the fire dragon is already very dim.

It looked down at the forest under the Huoyanchuan, and then fell sharply.

There was no roar, as if a weightless object fell to the ground.

Countless red light spots are absorbed by the trees, and they begin to sprout again.

The crimson sea of ​​forest appears again, and it looks more beautiful than before!

Perhaps, this elder who always keeps his face cold and makes Demon Sect disciples most afraid of public defeat is actually a gentle person in his bones.

Eastern Demon Sect, after a time of holding incense, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

This gust of wind is very hot, very hot, and it has heated up the surrounding temperature.

It blew away every corner of the Demon Sect except the sealed back mountain.

The wind blows so slowly, so reluctantly.

An outside disciple muttered: "Do you feel so hot?"

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~ But why do I have a cold sweat, just like when I see the public lose the elders on weekdays!"

"Are you afraid of him the most? Me too!"

Almost all the disciples of the Demon Sect are most afraid of him.

But the next moment, a magical scene happened.

All the disciples in the Demon Sect felt their heads sinking slightly.

There seems to be a warm palm, gently touching their heads, acting gentle and kind.

After a few breaths, the wind dissipated completely.

On the Mozong Tibetan Mountain, there is a broken black flag.

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