"Cheng'er, release the secret technique to save your life! Run!" Huo Feng yelled in the air, and the giant flaming bird in his hand kept shooting forward, because he had already launched a general attack on them by intervening in the Palace of Destroying Heaven.
As soon as the piece of jade slip in Rui Lao's hand was crushed, five or six elders rushed towards him in the sky, and they all had the strength of Dou Zong's early stage. An old man in black was holding a black pagoda in his hand, which was particularly conspicuous.
"Elder Ruiwu, young master." Ruilong looked at Ye Qingyang, who was already sneering, and muttered in his heart. If that killer move really showed up, there might not even be ruins left for the Lotus Fire Sect. Will the devastating damage do the reputation of the Temple of Destruction good? Wouldn't it be called "the devil who escaped from hell" by other sects?
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