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Little Trump Card

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Moreover, Immortal Fu Yuan had self-destructed in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. His essence soul and immortal body were instantly reduced to ashes.

Li Changshou stood in front of the immortals obediently. He did not say a word and had a cold expression.

The hall was filled with an uneasy atmosphere.

The Jade Emperor snorted coldly. Golden light shone in his eyes as he scanned the immortals below.

Immediately, more than ten immortals twitched and fell to the ground. Wisps of black smoke dissipated from their bodies.

General Dongmu shouted, "Which demon dares to cause trouble in the Heavenly Courts!?!"

The immortals circulated their immortal powers and looked around warily.

A large number of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals rushed up the jade stairs and surrounded the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. Their expressions were extremely solemn.

It was the first time something unusual had happened in the Lingxiao Hall.