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Chapter 145 Ten Mile Wind Snow Ridge(2/2)

The true treasure of the martial arts lecture hall has the supreme power of the sect.

Sanying of the Immortal Gate stood at the front of the team, looking at Tianxuan Mirror with a little greed.

"It would be great if I could get it out!" Mo Dao licked his lips and smiled.

"You dream!"

On the other side of these nearly a hundred figures, nearly a hundred disciples from the martial arts lecture hall gathered in one place, sealed with meridians and fell scatteredly around.

Seeing Mo Dao appearing to spy on Tianxuan Mirror, Shen Dongxuan gritted his teeth and said angrily.

At this moment, he looked extremely miserable, his long gown was almost penetrated by blood, and it was frozen due to the cold, as if he was wearing a piece of armor.

There were also blood on his face. He had just started talking, but it was hurt again and he gasped.

"Is there any part of you here to speak?" Mo Dao looked at him coldly, and then smiled, "But compared with these idiots around you, you are indeed qualified to say this!"

"If you kill so many disciples in my martial arts hall, you will definitely be punished. Tianxuan Mirror is the treasure of my martial arts hall. Even if you can get the top three, it will not let you go!"

"snort!"

Mo Dao snorted coldly, and his cold eyes swept over Shen Dongxuan.

"It's just a pity that you didn't have the chance to see it!"

"In less than ten hours, the Tianxuan Mirror will be opened. At that time, you will use the blood power of your hundred people as a guide to perform a blood sacrifice, and you will definitely obtain the highest-level spiritual initiation!"

"Yu Han won't let you go!" Shen Dongxuan gritted his teeth.

At this moment, he thought of Yu Han, and wondered if his cultivation had improved after coming in.

"Yu Han?" Mo Dao's mouth was a little playful, and then said, "You also saw that we were not coming in quickly, and killing you for a blood sacrifice is also to lure Yu Han out."

When talking about this, a faint mockery appeared on the corner of Mo Dao's mouth.

"But he is too timid and dare not show up yet!"

His voice had just fallen, and on the Fengxue Ridge, the roar of two hundred martial arts disciples conveyed the sky.

Including Ximen Qingshuang and Yi Chong, the three of them looked at each other and smiled at the corners of their mouths.
Chapter completed!
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