"Damn it, that birdman's about to unleash his ultimate move!"
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Sun Wukong smashed his cudgel into the enemy before him, knocking him back, then turned and shouted.
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"Boss, watch out!"
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Nezha wanted to rush over and help too, but two powerful members of the Ghost Race had him firmly pinned down. His eyes reddened with anxiety!
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"Get lost!"
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The Fire-Tipped Spear stabbed furiously, but he couldn't break free for the moment!
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Lu Chen looked up at the increasingly brilliant Spear of Judgment, and his pupils contracted slightly.
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He could feel it—
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This spear had locked onto him!
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There was no dodging it!
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He could only endure it head-on!
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"You want to kill me?"
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Lu Chen licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of madness flashing through his eyes.
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"Then let's see... who dies first!"
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Rather than retreating, he shot straight into the sky, charging toward the Spear of Judgment!
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The Origin Dao Sword Embryo in his hand erupted with unprecedented gray light!
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The phantom of the Great Dao Demon God let out a silent roar. Its six arms clenched into fists and blasted toward the Holy Light Long Spear at the same time!
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Attack against attack!
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Life against life!
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"Madman!"
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The Angel Race expert's expression changed. He had never expected Lu Chen to dare confront him so forcefully!
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But the arrow was already nocked and had to be loosed!
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"Judgment—descend!"
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BOOM—!!!
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The Holy Light Long Spear left his hand!
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It transformed into a golden pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth, shooting straight toward Lu Chen!
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Everywhere it passed, space collapsed layer by layer, leaving behind a pitch-black trail