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The three peak realm masters glanced out of their eyes, and immediately lazily withdrew their gaze.

looks like he's too lazy to take care of it at all.

I really can't blame them.

It's really the people who came, so that they can't raise any desire to deal with it.

The battleship piloted by the other party is a low-level holy soldier, and it belongs to something that they can break with their breath.

And the warriors sitting on that battleship, the strongest are a few Yuan Shen True Monarchs.

And he is also the true monarch of the Yuan God who has a defect in the comprehension avenue.

In the eyes of the three of them, it was simply weak.

"Hmm! I dare not reply, I am really looking for death! Take them all and bring them back to the Wind Thunder Pavilion!"

The Yuan Shen Zhenjun on the Holy Soldier Battleship couldn't feel the realm of the few people in front of him at all, but he didn't care.

In today's Sword Vast Domain, everything is up to the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

Rumble!

The Holy Soldier battleship rushed over with great vigour.

On the battleship, several Yuan Shen True Monarchs scrambled to be the first to strike intimidatingly.

Because they all saw that in the middle of the three people, there was a strong golden light, which must be a heavy treasure.

It is a trivial matter to capture these three guys, and the key is to get the treasure and bring it back.

So one by one, the big hands that condensed their true qi grabbed it in the air, some of them grabbed the three peak Dao masters, and some of them grabbed the golden light.

The three peak realm masters all had strange faces at this time, and at this time, they couldn't even deal with it if they didn't want to.

One of them wordlessly stretched out his palm and waved it lightly forward.

Suddenly, the wind howled, and all the true qi big hands that the other party grabbed and captured were all destroyed.

And the strong wind, which continued to rush, swept up the holy soldier battleship, and directly overturned the battleship and the warriors inside to the ground.

"Not good! This person is very strong! I'm afraid he is a master of cultivating an immortal saint!"

"Hurry! Quickly send the signal! Please the strong man in the door, hurry up!"

"Dare to make a move on the people of our Wind Thunder Pavilion, no matter who you are, you will die!"

“......”

On the battleship, the Yuan Shen True Monarch flew out one by one, not only was he afraid, but he was extremely angry.

The three peak realm masters glanced at each other, and their spiritual thoughts secretly communicated.

"Do you want to get rid of these ants now, or do you wait and let them summon some more people?"

"Wait, we're bored here, let's be bored. ”

"The master won't blame it, right? It would be bad if there was a big disturbance and it would attract the real masters of this world. After all, even in the Land of Exile, there is a Supreme. Although it is said that it is some pseudo-supreme, it is very troublesome to really come over. ”

"Hahaha, I'm too worried. At least there is no such master in this realm. Let's run the space Dao wheel first, and completely block this realm, and those pseudo-supremes can't feel it. ”

The ideas of the three pinnacle realms were intertwined, and they soon reached an agreement.

They were forcibly subdued by Yunchen and became subordinates, and they were also holding their breath in their hearts, since they had brought together a group of unlucky people this time, it would be better to vent their anger with them.

Soon after the signal was transmitted, the master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion arrived.

One battleship after another stood out, a total of seven holy soldier warships, one of which was still a high-level holy soldier.

This is already the strongest lineup that can be dispatched by the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

As for the Dao soldiers, they can't even think about it.

A Dao soldier, but it can be used as a weapon of the town faction of the upper sect.

Wind Thunder Pavilion is far from that kind of background.

On the seven Daoist warships, there are saints of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, and the leader of them is the Pavilion Master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, Lei Juetian.

It stands to reason that in the Sword Vast Domain, no matter how important the matter is, it is not worth them to devote all their sect masters to come out.

However, they received a message from their disciples, saying that they were suspected of discovering Dao-level treasures in the Sword Vast Domain, and a few saints had snatched them.

In such a situation, Lei Juetian felt the need to show the majesty of his Wind Thunder Pavilion.

But just arrived, Lei Juetian saw the three figures not far away, and his heart sank.

Because even he couldn't feel any fluctuations in the other party's qi.

It can only be described in a few words: unfathomable.

"No wonder the people who dare to touch our Wind Thunder Pavilion are indeed powerful, and they are still above me. ”

Lei Juetian was thinking in his heart, if it weren't for the recent past, Feng Lei Pavilion had already found a tough backstage, and he would not want to provoke a master like the other party.

But that's no longer the case.

"Three, who are you? Lei Juetian took a deep breath and felt that he would first probe the details of the other party.

If he is a person in the Holy Land, or some powerful upper-level sect master, he has to be cautious when dealing with it.

"The old man Biqingmen clutch!"

"Biqingmen King Road!"

"Biqingmen Zhou Long!"

The three peak realm lords lightly reported their names.

When Lei Juetian heard this, he immediately felt relieved that in the Heavenly Desolate Continent, there seemed to be no Biqing Sect among those powerful upper-level sects.

I haven't heard of it myself, so it's a middle-level sect like my own Wind Thunder Pavilion.

At that moment, Lei Juetian couldn't help but smile and shouted: "You are so bold, you dare to come to our Sword Vast Peerless Domain to be arrogant and presumptuous, and you also injured our disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, you simply don't know whether you are alive or dead. However, this seat sees that you don't understand the rules when you first arrive, so I will give you a chance, and each of you will leave a holy soldier as atonement, and then get out. ”

Clutch, Wang Dao, and Zhou Long, after listening, they all froze for a moment, and then they all looked up to the sky and laughed.

The laughter can't be stopped for a long time.

Lei Juetian and the others were puzzled for a while.

In the depths of the intense and boundless golden light, while refining the evil god's battle armor, Yunchen also sensed the situation outside clearly.

He didn't stop it.

Since these people want to play with Lei Juetian and the others, let them play well.

Yunchen now has a shallow connection with this divine weapon with the continuous cultivation of the evil god battle armor.

On the armor, those broken parts are like black holes, absorbing the essence of his golden arm armor little by little, as if they want to repair it.

Yunchen felt this scene, and instead of stopping it, he took the initiative to help.

Now this single golden armour is of little use to him.

In terms of special ability in space control, he can do it with the condensed space Dao Wheel.

And as a credential for traveling through the Exiled Lands, he now has a complete set of Evil God Armor, and he doesn't need the Golden Arm Armor anymore.

On his side, he was slowly repairing the slight damage to the evil god's armor.

In this process, the golden light escaping from the battle armor naturally became more intense.

After Lei Juetian and the others saw it, their hearts were warm.

"It seems that this is not an ordinary Dao soldier, it is very likely to be a mid-level, or even high-level, peak Dao soldier!"

Thinking of this, all the saints of the Wind Thunder Pavilion became excited.

"Since you three are stubborn, it seems that we can only do it. Lei Juetian roared angrily.

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