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Countless people have paid close attention to the end of this war. No one thought that it would end so easily. Under the strength of the killing immortal gate, the Chinese martial arts and Taoism are so vulnerable that there is no room for resistance.

Augustine's face is still with a faint smile: "you, it's time to kill."

Hearing the speech, the Chinese warrior's face sank.

"My God

Just as Augustine and others were about to start, someone suddenly let out a scream. His voice was very loud and there was no cover for it. In such a solemn atmosphere, he let everyone's eyes fall on him.

This is a Chinese warrior. He is holding a mobile phone in his hand. At this time, his eyes are fixed on the mobile phone. His face is full of fear and surprise. His body is shaking all the time for no reason.

For other people cast strange eyes did not notice, the soul of the whole person is like to be absorbed by the content of the mobile phone.

"Lying trough, what the hell is this kid doing? When is it? He still wants to play with his mobile phone?"

Someone whispers in a low voice and doesn't understand what this Chinese younger generation is shouting. Can we let the people who kill the immortal gate let go of the Chinese martial arts world with a cry from heaven?

"Hum, don't call you Tian. It's useless to call you Lao Tzu. I'm going to wipe out the martial arts world of China today."

Augustine's blue eyes were cold.

This young Chinese was the one who asked him to pay attention to the house of the warrior. At the beginning, he focused on the war between the army and Augustine, and had no mind to watch the mobile phone.

But when he found that the White army was defeated, he remembered the task that the White army had given him.

As a result, when he saw the martial arts home, he suddenly found that the most eye-catching position sent out pictures, and the whole person felt bad.

"The headquarters of zaxianmen has been served even the pot!"

Seeing this, he couldn't help exclaiming.

"Boy, what do you see?"

Bai pojun's face was full of expectation. His body was shaking. I didn't know whether it was the pain or the excitement.

"Bai... Master Bai, the headquarters of killing immortal gate has been destroyed."

This is the subconscious answer of the Chinese younger generation, but his voice has just fallen, and all the people on and off the Kunlun Mountain are stunned. They look at each other with deep doubts on their faces.

Is this Chinese Junior scared and stupid? It's clear that the martial arts world of China is about to be destroyed. How can he turn into the killing immortal gate headquarters? Is this guy crazy?

"Ha ha, has this boy been scared out of his mind and started to talk nonsense?"

The people who kill immortals laugh.

You know, although more than half of the elites in the headquarters of the killing immortals come out, the power inside can't be underestimated. Moreover, the immortal master is still in charge. That's the first master of the killing immortals sect. Who can defeat the headquarters of the killing immortals sect.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about?"

The old Taoist priest and a few congenital kings all looked at him, with some sadness in their hearts. The magnificent Chinese warrior was scared out of his mind and talked nonsense, which is really a kind of irony.

The young Chinese warrior immediately shook his head and explained in a very quick tone: "Dear elders, I, I don't have nonsense. What I said is true. The headquarters of the killing immortal gate has been destroyed. The latest news of the warrior's home."

As soon as this remark was made, the warrior with communication equipment immediately began to log into the warrior's home.

In the picture, you can't see the original appearance of zaxian gate. What's striking is a pile of ruins. The ground cracks, buildings collapse, and blood stains the earth, especially the huge pit with a diameter of more than 1000 meters. May day is no longer stimulating everyone's nerves.

At this time, the tense atmosphere of Kunlun Mountain war has become strange, and everyone's eyes are looking at Augustine.

Although the picture is in ruins, no one can prove that this is the headquarters of zaxianmen.

Let alone outsiders, even Augustine and others have doubts on their faces. The war in the picture is so fierce that the trail of killing immortals has long been razed to the ground. Even they can't tell whether the place in the picture is the headquarters of killing immortals.

"Wocao, it must be a trick of the Chinese people. It's not our headquarters for killing immortals at all."

A congenital king of killing immortals doesn't believe it. He is very conceited and believes that no one in the world can destroy killing immortals.

Augustine also shook his head, staring coldly at the Chinese warrior, and said coldly: "smelly boy, you are still too young to use this method to suppress the army's morale of killing immortals, and it's too silly to turn the tables with this conspiracy."

"Yes, yes, I remember that you Chinese like to play tricks. Is this the so-called encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao?" Next to him, a master of killing immortals is very familiar with the history of China.

Hearing the words of zaxianmen, everyone in Kunlun Mountain was covered with a layer of fog.

Is this picture really fake?

However, at this time, there was a man laughing.

"White army, what are you laughing at?"

Augustine looked at the smiling and tearful White army and asked.

"Ha ha, maybe it's because I can't bear the psychological pressure of defeat. I'm crazy." The man of killing immortal beside said with a smile.

Smell speech, other people throw to white break army's eyes all take a trace of sigh.

"Hahaha, Augustine, you are too proud. I can assure you with my head that the content in this picture is absolutely true. You killed the immortal gate, your immortal master died, and all the people left behind in the headquarters of the killing immortal gate died."

Although Bai paojun was seriously injured, he was very happy and laughed freely.

"Fart, how can it be!"

Augustine was distracted by the smiling face of the White army, and an uncertain premonition rose in his heart. Another voice in his mind also told him that it could not be true.

Looking at the angry Augustine, the White army pushed away the man who held him and said with a smile, "are you really more clear than us, and you can call back now to ask. Do you want me to remind you of such a simple method of proof?"

The words of the White army awakened Augustine.

He immediately began to dial the phone, staring at Bai pojun coldly on his face and said, "OK, I'm going to expose your plot now. I want to see what else you can do when the plot is exposed."

Half ring, he dialed three numbers, but none of them got through.

"How can it be that I can't get in touch?"

Augustine's face some doubts, other people also began to call back to ask.

Ten minutes later, the faces of the people at the scene became more and more ugly. None of the calls made by so many people got through.

A sense of uncertainty rose in their hearts.