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That kind of disbelief and shock was written all over everyone's face.

"What? Chu Jun beheaded his grandson in front of Shenmeng Patriarch?"

"Ancestor Shenmeng didn't move, why?"

Everyone muttered to themselves, their faces full of disbelief.

Their gazes were all fixed on Patriarch Shenmeng.

All I saw was that God Dream Patriarch was standing where he was, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"If I make a move, I can save Xiao Biao, but if I want to kill Chu Jun, I'm afraid it will take a lot of soul power!"

"On the ninth floor, I don't know who it will be. If I make a rash move, I'm afraid it will be bad for me!"

"It's the best strategy to devour that person on the ninth floor, and then turn around and kill the Chu army!"

"Xiao Biao, I can only sacrifice you, grandma is sorry for you."

Thinking of this, Patriarch Shenmeng secretly made a decision.

Afterwards, she flew up to the sky, "Wu Biao is like an animal. I have no objection to killing Chu Zhi and taking him to death!"

As soon as the words came out.

Wu Biao couldn't help digging his ears.

That kind of disbelief, that kind of daze, was written all over his face.

Is she still the grandma who protects her everywhere?

"Did you hear that? Can you die?"

Chu Jun looked at Wu Biao with a sneer on his face.

"No"

"Grandma, help me"

"Grandson didn't do it on purpose, definitely not on purpose!"

"Do not do this!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Chu Jun stepped down and directly crushed Wu Biao's head.

After Wu Biao twitched a few times, he was completely silent.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers were shocked.

That kind of daze, that kind of unbelief, was written all over his face.

The ancestor of Shenmeng didn't even save his own grandson?

How did she get to this extent?

For these, the ancestor of Shenmeng turned a blind eye.

Her gaze was fixed directly on the ninth floor, motionless.

Besides her, Chu Jun's eyes were also fixed on the ninth floor.

The fire of revenge was written all over his face.

Apart from them, the Patriarchs of other families also kept their eyes on the Fantasy Tower.

"bang"

sounded.

The fourth outer wall of the Fantasy Tower burst apart.

When the illusion flew away, there was no one inside.

Followed by.

"bang"

The fifth outer wall cracked open.

Just like that, the Fantasy Tower burst apart layer by layer.

Everyone's eyes, without any change, were all fixed on the ninth floor.

Now, in the Fantasy Tower, except for the ninth floor, all the outer walls of the other floors have collapsed.

"I'm so excited, I'm finally going to meet this genius deity. I don't know what he looks like?"

"It must be super handsome. Only handsome people can be so lucky."

"This is not only good luck, but also outstanding talent. Once this kind of character grows up, he will definitely be able to lead Huanzhou in the future!"

"That's right, but judging by Patriarch Shenmeng's attitude, he definitely won't let this person leave here!"

Such a voice kept ringing.

At this moment, the ninth floor became the focus of everyone.

"bang"

Not disappointing everyone, the ninth floor began to crack.

After several ninth-grade illusions flew away, two figures appeared in front of everyone.

A man and a woman are exactly Su Ziyang and Protoss.

The two held hands like a couple.

Seeing this scene, everyone's expression changed drastically.

"What? Two people? My God!"

"The two climbed to the ninth floor together!"

"She is the disciple of the ancestor of Shenmeng, Xingling!"

The sound of explosions kept ringing.

At this moment, Su Ziyang and Su Ziyang were on the cusp of all the attention.

Sensing Xingling's trembling body, Su Ziyang squeezed her little hands slightly, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

"Well, big brother, I believe in you!"

Protoss nodded heavily, his gaze swept all directions, and finally, he fixed on Patriarch Shenmeng.

The ancestor Shenmeng didn't move, but saw that the Chu army moved first below.

"call"

He rushed straight up from below and stood in front of the two of them.

The angry fire of vengeance spewed out from his eyes.

"Both of you, don't even think about leaving today!"

Chapter 412 Horror strength, kill with one finger

"Is it just you?"

Su Ziyang looked at Chu Jun and said calmly.

"Hmph, boy, if you dare to kill my sister, you will definitely die today!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Jun rushed towards Su Ziyang.

The terrifying power seems to be able to split the world.

"boom……"

In the sky, explosions continued to sound.

That terrifying fist seemed to be able to tear everything apart.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Su Ziyang.

For this punch, Su Ziyang only slightly weakened, stretched out his finger unhurriedly, aimed at Chu Jun, and pressed it down with one finger.

"Boom..."

A blast.

Chu Jun's fist was like a piece of brittle paper, breaking into pieces.

The whole arm was directly fried into powder.

Then, his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Boom..."

Falling into the ground, blasting away the dust on one side, life or death is unknown.

Such a scene strongly stimulated everyone's attention.

Everyone's face was full of surprise and disbelief.

With one finger, a person with the body of an eighth-rank Martial God was blasted into the ground?

How can this be?

Who is he?

What's his name?

All eyes were fixed on Su Ziyang.

Those Patriarchs who were about to rush forward were all stunned at the moment.

The look of fear was written all over everyone's face.

"Patriarch of the Chu family, your son has been blasted into the ground, why don't you help?"

"Come on, it's your turn to wipe your mouth about the Chu family's affairs!"

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Chu family dared not move.

This kind of physical body, I am afraid that he already has the physical body of a ninth-rank Martial God, which is far beyond what he can compare.

Only Patriarch Shenmeng could deal with this kind of character.

Thinking of this, all the Patriarchs focused their eyes on Patriarch Shenmeng.

They didn't even intend to make a move.

Su Ziyang pulled the protoss, his eyes scanned the bottom.

"Who else? Want to deal with me?"

Anyone caught by Su Ziyang's eyes lowered their heads one after another, not daring to face him squarely.

In the end, Su Ziyang fixed his eyes on Patriarch Shenmeng.

"Ancestor Shenmeng, don't you want to win the soul of this seat? Why don't you make a move?"

"In that case, I will leave first!"

These two sentences pointed directly at the heart of Patriarch Shenmeng.

His face kept changing, revealing that he couldn't hesitate.

Seeing that Su Ziyang and Xingling were about to leave, she was in a hurry.

She gritted her teeth and took out a spar with flowing purple light.

Inside this spar, there are nine purple stars.

That kind of light strongly stimulated everyone's eyes.

"Oh my god, look quickly, ninth...ninth grade fantasy dream stone!"

"Ancestor Shenmeng, to have such a treasure, is worthy of being the ancestor of the Wu family!"

"My God, if I had a ninth-grade fantasy dream stone, it would definitely not look like this."

The sound of exclamation kept ringing.