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Chapter 933

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"Nine …"

After a moment's pause, Lei Rui counted again.

"Everyone, retreat!"

As the number 'nine' echoed in the sky, a large number of fire cultivators from the Southern Cauldron Region, clad in the robes of the Flame Inspection Division, rose into the air and shouted.

'Holy shit!'

Zhen Xiaoxiao's face twitched, and she immediately sprang into action.

She hurriedly flew to the mine. Fortunately, it didn't take long before she saw Small Gruel, Yang Yan, and the others heading in her direction.

"What happened?" Yang Yan asked with a confused expression.

"I don't know. It's too bad that quack isn't here!" Wang Huan was worried about Chen Guang, who had left the oasis without saying goodbye.

"Even if he's not here, I can still sense something in the air!" Kimberley roared as he ran, a ball of fire burning on his butt.

Little Congee did not say anything. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the woman who was counting down in the sky and driving away the people in the city.

A dark look appeared in his eyes.

The entire southern part of Sea Emperor City was in chaos.

The Flame Inspection Division and Nascent Soul experts led the way out of the city within two seconds. Then, the disciples of the Southern Cauldron Region poured out of the underground mines.

There were so many of them that they formed a cloud in the sky.

Although they had received orders from the Holy Daughter of Manyflowers, and didn't scream or stomp, they still couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Holy Daughter of Manyflowers! Holy Daughter of Manyflowers?! "

There were still a few loyal disciples in the Autumn Wind Region's encampment. They carefully knocked on the door of Sand Butterfly's cave abode.

When there was no response, they pushed the door open and peered inside.

The room was empty. There was no one in sight.

"That's strange …" The disciples scratched their ears and cheeks. Finally, they vaguely recalled seeing the Chief Handmaiden, Blood Night, disappear into the horizon.

Was the Holy Daughter of Manyflowers in the wind at that time?

Because their memories were a bit fuzzy, they quickly used logic and common sense to imagine that the Holy Daughter of Manyflowers had already left the city.

Therefore, they hurriedly left the encampment behind, crying out in alarm.

The northern part of Sea Emperor City was the territory of the Northern Cauldron cultivators.

The recklessness of the Northern Cliff cultivators and the violent temper of the female cultivators from the Southern Cauldron were well-known throughout the world.

Although they were afraid of Holy Daughter Manyflowers' arrival, hearing her arrogant demand to evacuate caused the Northern Cliff cultivators' tempers to flare.

Wasn't she just a little girl who hadn't even grown her hair yet?

What's going on?

He dared to be so arrogant just because he was talented and had fused with the Hundred Flowers Earthfire. He was already a perfected late-Nascent Soul cultivator?

You want me to leave, but I'm not leaving! What can you do?

However, there was an important bloodline of the Northern Rock nobles called the Merry.

Although he was brave in battle, he was also good at divination.

Moreover, this time, not many people knew that the noble Little Heir of the Daoli Clan had been quietly hiding in the mosquito net.

"Your Highness, should we evacuate as well?"

Sochi, Morning Light's loyal servant for many years, was questioning him at his desk.

However, when he raised his head, His Highness the Crown Prince was already nowhere to be seen. A large hole had been blasted into the tent by the huge force and wind!

"Everyone, leave the city!"

Clutching the pitch-black and shattering shell in his hand, Morning Light from the Merry roared with spiritual energy, causing the entire northern region of Sea Emperor City to tremble!

Damn it!

Which coward is making such a fuss?

In the tent, several generals smashed the wine table in anger, raised their machetes, and prepared to kill the person who was spreading panic.

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