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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for understanding the ninth law of heaven - the law of falling dust!"
There was a system sound in his ears, and Qi Tian nodded secretly.
This is already the ninth law of heaven he has comprehended!
At this moment, his combat power has far exceeded that of an ordinary one-star Heavenly Lord!
It is indeed a miracle to counterattack the one-star Heavenly Lord with the ultimate quasi-reverence level!
"Continue to pick the fruits of reincarnation"
The corners of Qitian's mouth raised slightly, and then his hands began to move again.
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??Zhongyu, the gathering place for cultivators of Wentian Holy Land.
Dong Sheng Longfan glanced around the surroundings, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
Just now, the so-called Holy Son of Wentian Holy Land actually called him here
He was naturally not familiar with the Holy Son of Wentian Holy Land, and the Dongsheng Family had not had much contact with Wentian Holy Land, so it was completely normal for him to be a little wary.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? However, after all, she comes from the Second-Rank Holy Land, and Dong Sheng Longfan doesn¡¯t dare to treat her casually.
Here now, not only him, but also cultivators from the Northern Region, Western Region and Southern Region are here.
Among them is Nangong Zhiruo of the Nangong family!
"Everyone, I actually called you here because I have a big business to do, but I never like to keep it all to myself. If anything good happens, I will naturally think of you brothers"
Li Hao, the Holy Son of Wentian Holy Land, smiled slightly and made an opening statement.
Which one of the people present is not a human being? Hearing what Li Hao said, everyone smiled
"If anything happens to Holy Son Li Hao, it's okay to just say it. Don't dare to say anything else. I, Beichen Pavilion, will do our best to help!"
Beichenxing, the team leader of Beichen Pavilion, couldn't help but have a smile on his face. Although this sentence was not fancy, it was actually very suspicious of flattery. When he heard what he said, everyone naturally did not dare to neglect, and everyone began to express their will.
"I, the Xitian Palace, are also willing to obey the instructions of Holy Son Li Hao!"
Ximen, the leader of Xitian Palace, immediately expressed his loyalty.
Now is obviously the time to take sides. You can¡¯t refute the Holy Son of Wentian Holy Land face to face, right? Naturally, no one has the courage.
Seeing that both Beichen Pavilion in the Northern Territory and Xitian Palace in the Western Territory had spoken, Dongsheng Longfan breathed a sigh of relief and began to say:
"The Dongsheng Family of the Eastern Territory is willing to be dispatched by the Holy Son!"
The leaders of the four regions, southeast, northwest and three regions have now spoken, and everyone¡¯s eyes can¡¯t help but focus on Nangong Zhiruo from the southern region.
Because after waiting for a long time, Nangong Zhiruo did not speak.
"I have long heard that Saint Nangong is unparalleled in the world, but when I saw her today, she was indeed extraordinary!"
"What does it mean that Saint Nangong doesn't know?"
"Do you still have any doubts about me asking the Heavenly Holy Land? Or are you dissatisfied? You can tell me, and I, the Holy Son, can correct it!"
Although Li Hao still had a smile on his face, the meaning in his words was already obvious. In fact, he was forcing
Nangong Zhiruo seems a little out of place at the moment
"I dare to ask Holy Son Li Hao, what is the purpose of recruiting us here? Please tell me clearly!"
Nangong Zhiruo was not afraid at all and went straight to the point.
She can actually feel that something is not quite right today
The forces in the Central Region have always been quite exclusive to other regions, how could they still invite them in person?
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