Chapter 5107

Chapter 5107

Chapter 5107

Eighth Palace!

Huo Zhao, Huo Jingjing, and Huo Feng were in the main hall, and their faces were very ugly!

Especially Huo Feng, his face was full of fear and tension! On

the main seat of the Eighth Palace, a monk who looked very young sat on it, holding a teacup in his hand, drinking tea gently!

This person was the Seventh Palace Master from the Three Heavens.

Huo Zhao and the other two looked at the Seventh Palace Master with great fear!

“Palace Master Huo, you don’t have to be afraid, I just came to see you. I heard that you betrayed the temple, and the Fourth Palace Master notified me to come and take a look!”

“I’m also very curious, who on earth could make you resolutely betray the temple?”

Seventh Palace Master

the temple, we have no way to survive. People like you and me who are outside the

practice dual cultivation and intermarry with foreigners. This is self-contained. Sooner or later, our temple

to the Seventh Palace

“How dare you…”

Palace Master frowned, waved his hand lightly, and Huo Zhao flew backwards and fell heavily to the

moment, Huo Zhao’s blood surged, and he almost rolled

the fairyland, which was not something Huo

“Father…”

hurried forward and

looked at her father Huo Zhao spitting blood, and

her sword from its sheath, and the sword trembled as spiritual energy surged. She pointed at the Seventh Hall Master who was sitting high in the main seat, and her voice trembled with anger: “Seventh Hall Master! You dare to hurt my father! Disciples of the Eighth Hall, listen to my order. Even if

in the Eighth Hall responded with a roar. Spirit blades and magic weapons were sacrificed together, and the spiritual power fluctuations gathered into

face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and clenched the

Hall Master put down the teacup, and a cold

but just casually pointed his fingertips, and a golden breath that was as solid as a substance suddenly burst out, crashing into the

trying to shake a

faintly, and wherever his aura passed, the monks from the Eight Halls flew backwards like kites with broken strings, their magic weapons shattered, blood splattered,

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