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Chapter 1723, the fall of the saint(2/2)

"I'm just reminding you casually. As for whether your physique can be inherited, it all depends on your luck." Poison King said.

"Haha! Your stupid idea has awakened me!" Ling Tianyu laughed secretly, and smiled sinisterly at Saint Ancestor Tongtian: "Hey, I suddenly changed my mind."

Saint Ancestor Tongtian trembled slightly and said sadly: "Is it possible that you can still spare my life?"

"Of course not, I just don't want you to ruin your Taoist bones!" Ling Tianyu looked gloomy.

"Taogu!"

Saint Ancestor Tongtian was shocked and furious, shouting: "You beast! The Taoist bones are inherited by past palace masters! As an evil thief from outside the palace, how can you taint the Taoist bones!"

"You are so shameless!" Ling Tianyu said sarcastically: "Palace masters of all generations have inherited the Taoist bones just to protect the Holy Palace, but you are greedy for life and fear death, and even intend to lend the Taoist bones to destroy the Tongtian Realm and massacre thousands of people.

Creature, you, a crazy thief, don’t deserve to have a Daogu. As it is, the junior reluctantly accepted it, at least I am more upright than you!"

As if the Holy Ancestor Tongtian was hit hard, he would not die of evil thoughts and no repentance, and shouted ferociously: "I would rather destroy the Taoist bones than allow you, an outsider, to ruin my Taoist bones!"

"It's a pity that you can't help it!" Ling Tianyu's face turned fierce, and he bullied him fiercely. With a big palm, the evil spirit came out, and the sword and fire danced wildly. With a fierce palm, he directly pressed down the head of Saint Ancestor Tongtian.

that moment!

Saint Ancestor Tongtian only felt that his soul was being ferociously devoured by some kind of terrifying and evil soul aura. He wanted to resist, but the terrifying sword fire mercilessly burned and corroded his soul.

Soul and consciousness are constantly lost.

The Holy Ancestor Tongtian was in despair, as if his soul had been cut into pieces by pieces of reamers, and he was enduring the pain of being tortured all the time.

"Destroy!~"

Ling Tianyu shouted coldly, struck a ruthless palm, and gave a powerful shock.

Boom!~

The golden bones shook violently, and Gestilian howled in despair: "No!~"

Then!

The pupils in the golden bones dimmed instantly.

The soul of Saint Ancestor Tongtian that remained in his Taoist bones was fiercely devoured by Ling Tianyu.

Shocked!

The Tao bones that had lost their souls suddenly released a series of mysterious and strange spells. Before Ling Tianyu could react, he only felt a sharp pain in his mind, and a strong force directly shook his brain and soul: "The Tao bones are inherited by the golden bones.
Chapter completed!
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