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Chapter 1700

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A secret technique with no side effects—isn't this a joke?

If the Yunluo Sacred Ground had really developed a secret technique without side effects, they would have unified the Central Continent already.

But after three hours of intense fighting, they hadn't shown a single reaction.

That posture of hands rising and blades falling hadn't changed in the slightest.

The demonic cultivator side began to doubt their path, but the great battle continued.

At this time, inside Tianhong Pass, a great battle was also erupting.

However, for many cultivators, such a great battle had long since become commonplace.

The Undead Race refused to retreat, maintaining an attitude of fighting to the death from beginning to end.

Regarding this, the human side naturally had no choice but to accompany them to the end.

This time, the one facing the Dao One Sacred Ground was the Undead Sacred Ground. There was no choice; the Blood Refining Sacred Ground and the Withered Ghost Sacred Ground had already been beaten into uselessness.

As soon as the Dao One Sacred Ground was mentioned, they would refuse to do anything, calling them a natural counter and despicable.

Currently, the two major Sacred Grounds had no courage to fight the Dao One Sacred Ground, so they could only let the Undead Sacred Ground go up.

Looking at it, this was the last Sacred Ground of the Undead Race. If this one were also beaten into uselessness by the Dao One Sacred Ground, then the fate of the Undead Race...

"Are these guys playing a wheel war?"

"Exactly, switching opponents left and right."

Facing the Undead Sacred Ground, the disciples of the Dao One Sacred Ground also complained unhappily.

From the beginning of the battle until now, they had already fought all three major Sacred Grounds of the Undead Race.

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