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Chapter 1402

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"Wow!"

"Venerable! Venerable! "

The cultivators of Dongling cheered when they saw the figure that suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

There were seven Venerables in Dongling.

Mei Yutang and Yun Chi of the Ling Gate, Wu Hefeng and Wan Shuirong of the East Palace, Master Yi An of the second-class faction under the East Palace, Feng Yunlai, the Grand Ancestor of the Feng Clan, and the Drunken Old Beggar who was always free and unfettered.

The realm war had been going on for three to five days.

Not only was Lian Zizhuo guarding the battlefield, but six of the seven Venerables had also arrived long ago. Only Drunken Old Beggar showed up late …

The old man that flew over everyone's heads and caused the cheering had long grey hair. He was wearing a tattered robe of the Bai Family, and he reeked of alcohol from head to toe.

"Old thing, you're too late. You deserve to be punished!" Wu Hefeng cursed when he saw Drunken Old Beggar, but his expression was relaxed.

This unruly guy didn't choose to hide from the world no matter what.

"I'm here!"

The old beggar roared hoarsely and flew toward the battlefield where Feng Yunlai and Heba Zhe Tie were fighting.

"Hahahaha! Drunken Old Beggar, let's kill this Northern Rock bastard together! " Feng Yunlai laughed wildly when he saw his good friend coming to help. His hair was like a burning fire in the wind!

He didn't know Drunken Old Beggar well before.

But after the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony, they had discussed Dao with each other many times. Only then did he realize that Drunken Old Beggar and he were quite compatible. In the past few years, they had become best friends.

Feng Yunlai had been worried about why the third and even fourth tier reinforcements of Dongling had already rushed to their respective battlefields, but Drunken Old Beggar hadn't appeared. Did he encounter some trouble?

Now that he had appeared, Feng Yunlai was finally relieved. He was even full of joy, imagining joining forces with Drunken Old Beggar to kill all the Northern Rock dogs.

Grandpa …

Blacky Morning Light, who had sealed his cultivation and retreated to the outside of the battlefield, finally arrived. What kind of evaluation would he make of what he had done before?

Blacky Morning Light's heart tightened. Then, he saw the "Drunken World Beggar" fiercely smash the wine pot in his hand towards Feng Qulai, who was laughing at him. Four skulls mixed with gusts of chilly wind bombarded Feng Yunlai's chest with lightning speed.

While Heba Zhe was coughing up blood and his expression was cracking, he picked up the heavily injured Heba Zhe Tie and hurriedly flew to Northern Cliff's camp.

"No! Supreme Phoenix! "

"What's going on? What's going on? "

Screams rang out incessantly on the battlefield. It was chaos.

Earlier, it was Feng Yunlai who had shown his great power and plotted to reverse the meridians of Heba Zhe Tie when the Northern Rock Berserker Warrior War Blood was awakened. Then, Drunken World, the old beggar, finally arrived on the battlefield. But why did Drunken World inexplicably and mercilessly injure his good friend and rescue Northern Rock, who was almost killed?

"Old Drunken World, have you lost your mind?"

After being stunned for a second, Mei Yutang, who had witnessed everything with his own eyes, trembled with anger.

"Traitor! Damn traitor! "

Having just swung the God Slaying Blade, Lian Zizhuo's expression was ferocious as he pointed his finger at Drunken World's escaping figure!

Boom boom boom boom!

Heaven and earth shook!

Wind and clouds gathered.

The power of a Soul Formation cultivator was not to be underestimated. Lian Zizhuo's finger immediately condensed an illusory Qian Kun Seal in the sky and smashed down on the traitor's back. Even though he was well-prepared and had immediately waved a large number of Dharma treasures to surround himself after rescuing Heba Zhe Tie, these shining Spiritual Artifacts were still destroyed in the fierce wind!

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