Chapter 2019 Secret Room

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The tall young man's eyes sparkled with fiery light, and a stern smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Xuan frowned, because the aura was beyond his imagination. What on earth could be so terrifying?

"This is something belonging to a saint!" Dark Red Dragon said in a deep voice from the side.

"This breath is too terrifying. It is definitely holy power. Even the invincible king cannot exude such a breath."

"saint!"

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank sharply.

Indeed, he recalled that when the East and West branches were talking before, the people from Dongjiuli said that this was something left by their saint.

Lin Xuan swallowed his saliva and whispered secretly: "Xiao Bai, can you just force it out and use space to move it out?"

Inside the Black Earth No., the snow-white little monkey held the spirit fruit and shook his head with a look of helplessness on his face.

Although he has a cornucopia, he can move things out of thin air. But now, that treasure in front is a saint-level treasure.

The snow-white little monkey's current strength is simply impossible to show.

It seems that we can only force our way through.

Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, and then the tall young man and the woman in white also looked at each other, and then the three of them took action together.

The woman in white struck out with a bright sword light, dazzling and extremely sharp.

The tall young man punched out, and the fiery red fist rolled away with lava all over the sky.

Lin Xuan also punched a black fist, turned into a black dragon, and roared out.

Three terrifying attacks flew forward, trying to shatter the secret room ahead.

boom!

A thundering sound sounded, and a huge crack was opened in the secret room.

However, at this time, a more violent breath came from the secret room. Suddenly, the huge wall fell apart.

Originally seeing the secret room being opened, Lin Xuan and the others wanted to go in. But then, they stopped.

There was even a hint of shock in his eyes.

Because, under that holy power, they felt two huge auras.

"Someone!"

The three of them stopped and looked ahead with solemn expressions.

Sure enough, under the crumbling high wall, two figures slowly walked out.

They are tall and move like dragons and tigers, like gods of war.

These were two middle-aged men wearing Jiulita clothes.

One held a silver spear in one hand, and the other held a golden sword.

The two people's auras were as deep as the sea, like two wild dragons, standing in front, blocking the way.