Wang Xuan turned around and came over. Since they were destined to meet again, there was no way they would miss each other.
Mo Han, the heir of the Paper Temple, was also nearby, only a few hundred meters away. Further away, there were many people in the dense forest, all fighting monsters.
The two giants walked together, some of them were apparently heavenly-level masters, blocking the zombie monsters from approaching the forest.
"Damn it, the Eight-Colored Strange Bamboo is nearby, but it got frightened and hid deep in the frozen soil. My sense of it is becoming increasingly blurred." Hongdao was anxious.
In particular, screams were heard in the distance. The people who came with him were torn apart by zombies. Not only did the True Immortals die in the battle, but even three heavenly-level masters were killed.
"Today... we have probably failed!" Hongdao was disappointed and heartbroken. He was well prepared this time, but such an accident happened. The mountains and plains were full of evil spirits, which ruined the operation.
Since you can't find the eight-colored bamboo, you are so depressed, you are so incompetent! Wang Xuan was very dissatisfied and even thought about cutting off a big beard!
He restrained all his breath and stepped out from the void, more experienced and skilled than the so-called professional killers, silently and without a trace of fluctuation.
He hit the man on the back of the head with a stick.
He did not use the killing array diagram because there were too many people in this area and it was impossible to kill them all. He relied on his true strength to attack the disciples of the Tattoo Palace.
If there is no eight-colored bamboo, then take away the five-colored bamboo.
"How brave!"
In the distance, someone on the frozen high ground let out a loud shout with his soul.
Wang Xuan's face turned slightly cold. That person was not from the Tattoo Palace, nor was he a master from their ally Paper Temple, but Mo Qing, a disciple from the Golden Palace.
This is simply bullshitting... Grandpa, stop meddling in other people's business. Mo Qing is trying to show goodwill to the Tattoo Palace and doesn't care about the other person's life.
Wang Xuan was fearless. Since he had taken action, he would not stop. He should bring the five-colored strange bamboo with the innate five elements! Even if the core disciples of several behemoths were here, it would not matter. If they really confronted each other, they would be killed if they could be killed.
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