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Chapter 1295 - hunting progestin

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Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 1295 hunting progestin

Inside Purgatory, although it was filled with danger, it was normally very boring.

However, three days after he entered Purgatory, Fang Chen found a strange place.

“This place is very strange.”

Fang Chen stared ahead, and he and Little Rat accidentally arrived in front of a valley.

“Boss, let’s go in and take a look.” The little mouse said.

His gaze fell upon the rock stratum beneath the precipice.

As the rock stratum cut off the detection of the divine sense, Fang Chen quickly walked to the bottom of the rock stratum.

“There are footprints here?”

When Fang Chen looked over, he was also stunned.

“It’s you?”

This figure was actually Gou Long, who had fought a great battle with the Four Great Sacred Sons and escaped with serious injuries.

If it was any other person, they would have been scared away by Gou Long.

But, Fang Chen was not an ordinary person.

Seeing that, the Spirit Qi around Gou Long’s body surged, and he suddenly threw out a punch.

Gou Long could feel a tyrannical power entering his body through his fist.

Thump, thump, thump …

At this moment, Gou Long’s entire body was covered in a little bit of light.

Fang Chen could not help but exclaim.

However, not only did Gou Long shatter the sword net, he also shattered that treasure.

“Gou Long, you can’t escape.”

Fang Chen’s spatiotemporal meaning followed closely behind.

“Heavens, who exactly is it, actually daring to chase after Gou Long?”

“Look at that kid, he seems to also have Third level of the Astral Realm. To be able to force Gou Long to such a state, could it be that his strength surpasses Three Little Heavenly Kings’s?”

For a time, all of the A low-level Astral Realm martial artist in Purgatory were extremely shocked.

Whoosh …

In the process of chasing and killing Gou Long, Fang Chen would occasionally use the Phantom Heaven Sword technique.

Once Fang Chen caught up, he would definitely die.

“I hate it.” Gou Long roared towards the sky.

A dignified Three Little Heavenly Kings was actually being chased all the way by a nameless nobody, completely losing face.