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Then there was a scream. When everyone behind him arrived, dozens of young monks had completely turned into ashes, with only a few drops of blood remaining, which was extremely miserable.

At the same time, the appearance of the valley was completely exposed to them. There were red glows intertwined here, with billions of runes, and the Tao was like the sea. In the dead and dark world, the dazzling light here seemed extremely different.

But now no one dares to underestimate the seemingly harmless glow.

"This is the trace left by the boundless powerful power, it is formed by the pure divine light of Taoism. Its power is so terrifying that it has not changed. Whoever touches it will die!"

Wang Luo's eyes had the heaven, earth, wind, and thunder hexagrams that were clear and unstable. After observing this place for a moment, he spoke with a serious expression.

"What is this place? How can a small world have traces of such a terrifying and powerful person remaining!"

"This is a pit kill, it's a pit kill. They have no power to resist and turn into ashes in a blink of an eye!"

Many young people had pale faces and their eyes were full of horror. At this time, they had no regrets about their slow down just now, and only happiness was left, otherwise they would be the ones who were gray now.

"Don't blame others. If they want to get opportunities, how can they be safe? If they weren't for the treasures that might exist in greed, how could they die here!"

The eyes of Xiaopeng King in southern Xinjiang swept through the terrified young people, his voice sounded like a whirlwind of gold and iron, extremely cold.

"Yes, Brother Peng is right. That extraordinary opportunity was not accompanied by endless bones and blood. If you want to get it, you must be willing to fight with your life. Otherwise, the world would have been full of powerful people, and there were so many immortals. What are you still struggling here to do?"

Fan Zizai's tone was even more harsh, and his voice seemed to contain blood and bones in the mountain of corpses.

The heart of Tao was firm, and I saw something at this moment, my eyes were as bright as divine fire, and the heart of Tao was not firm, and I was still immersed in the instant grim fear of dozens of people.

From this we can see the gap between these young monks.

The genius leaders of various major sects are now silent, and some even sit cross-legged, their eyes blooming with divine light, staring at the dazzling rays in front of them, obviously seeing the mystery from it and wanting to comprehend it.

I have to say that their group of people are very lucky and can find such a remnant of a low-risk force from the beginning. As long as they do not take the initiative to attack, there will be no killing.
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