Chapter 1509： old figure

Its eyes were sucked, and it could no longer be removed from Zhu Minglang's body.

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After the horse-faced man realized what it was, his hideous horse's face showed a strange look of panic but did not dare to speak out.

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It took a few steps back, and the hand that had been stretched out didn't even dare to move at all.

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It hurriedly took huge steps, and the **** of evil who was going to enjoy its gluttonous meal no longer had the courage to stay here. It took three steps and two steps, silent and frightened. out of here!

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This horse-faced man is like a hungry monk. He was enjoying a table of fast food and suddenly saw a plate of meat. He was shocked and thought "sin, sin" in his heart, and then he didn't have a little bit of it. Appetite, run away!

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Although everyone is puzzled by this, it is already more joy than deep thought for these "daoists" who escaped the catastrophe!

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"Xiangong Mana, bless me for waiting, this is a good start for me!" Lu Xianshi is indeed a brainwashing tumor of the Immortal God Realm, and immediately attributed this unexplainable phenomenon to their ancestor Ji Yuanye!

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In this situation, everyone would not think about it, and they started to thank their ancestors one by one, but they didn't know that if their ancestors could really shock these Buddhas and demons in the underworld, they would not have killed so many people before.

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While these people were reciting the blessing of the ancestors, the female Fuxiu's eyes fell on Zhu Minglang.

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There was still fear on her white cheeks, but her eyes seemed to have their own sober awareness gradually.

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Although she didn't know how she survived, she subconsciously moved a lot closer to Zhu Minglang, until she was only half a step away from Zhu Minglang, which made her feel a little more at ease.

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"What's your name?" Zhu Minglang didn't mind, and asked with a smile.

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"Duan Hongwu." Female Fuxiu said in a very low voice, apparently not recovering from the panic.

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At the moment when the woman pronounced her name, Zhu Minglang captured some pictures from the past, an elegant and soft old friend appeared in front of him, and slowly overlapped with the weak woman in front of him.

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Zhu Minglang looked at this female Fuxiu, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

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It turned out to be the descendant of the deceased. No wonder she saved her life by accident.

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"Why is your surname Duan? Is your father a heartless man?" Zhu Minglang asked inexplicably.

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Although female Fu Xiu Duan Hongwu didn't know why the other party asked such a question in such a terrifying environment, she still answered honestly, "We orphans all follow the surname of the dean..."

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"Where's your dean, is he still alive?" Zhu Minglang asked.

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"Well, um, she looks fine, she's just lonely, I... I... regret..."

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"How?" Zhu Minglang continued to ask.

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"I shouldn't be here... I just don't want to disappoint her... I want to be a **** who can bless one side, like a dean, guarding many displaced people like me, I just want to become stronger..." For the rest of her life, Duan Hongwu's inner defense line had obviously collapsed, and she almost instinctively confided these words in her heart to this completely strange man.

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"Do you also know that you have gone astray?" Zhu Minglang asked rhetorically.

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"I...I..." Duan Hongwu didn't know how to answer.

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"But you are lucky and have been forgiven. You will be fine if you stay with me." Zhu Minglang said to her.

For some reason, the words of this strange man in front of him were more powerful to Duan Hongwu, far surpassing all the preaching speeches made by Xianshi Lu in the dojo!

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She never leaves her, especially in such an underworld world. I don't know what terrifying femininity will appear next. At this time, each of them is like a tray of tributes placed at the dark crossroads, ghosts and gods who walk in the night. Passing by, they will stretch out their claws to take one or two away!

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At this time, Hong Wu has already affirmed that the reason why Xianshi Lu gathered so many loose cultivators to perform the ritual together is to sacrifice them as tributes to the evil men who are about to meet!

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Finally, this ghost worship ceremony is over, and the spacious dojo is covered with the debris of living people!

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The only people who survived were some of the great gods of loose cultivators and Xianshi Lu.

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"The next step is our hunting. The dragon souls in the Ten Halls are extremely rare. Presumably after Ji Xiangong returns to the throne, he will definitely be delighted by this great gift presented to us!" Lu Hou said.

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The yin spirit masters and soul flag masters around him naturally knew what Lu Hou's true purpose was. They had smiles on their faces, and they didn't have the slightest pity or pity for the debris on the ground!

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The yin masters cast spells again. This time, the magical spells were obviously carefully prepared, and the tributes all over the ground and a ceremony that satisfied the gods made them qualified to enter the deeper underworld!

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The ancient palace of the dojo sank again, like a layer of abyss descending. During the process of falling, everyone was fortunate to see different purgatory, such as a mountain of flames, the valley filled with red kerosene purgatory; there are also cleavers, deboning Blades, skull-piercing spears, rolling blades and teeth are densely piled up in the ten thousand-blade purgatory; there is also a cold torture purgatory where the ice and snow are frozen and naked, and then a group of goblins come up with bone sticks to smash the frozen flesh of the body!

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These hells were, without exception, full of wailing, full of resentment, full of remorse, full of pain, and they must pay for all the sins they committed in this life before they are thrown into a new reincarnation!

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However, the soul flag sect people who have visited these purgatory, do not know that these purgatory layers have already reserved a place for each of them, and they also think that they will be in the sky of bliss after death!

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After passing through the purgatory layer, the ancient palace dojo was once again enveloped by darkness. This time, the surrounding area was no longer the tranquil Jiuyoushui. The ancient palace dojo seemed to have fallen into a huge ancient mausoleum hall, and a root of Yan appeared around it. Column, there is a statue nearby!

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The gloomy and eerie mausoleum made these gods in the world look like prisoners who were about to be sent to the execution ground, and they were under a huge pressure in their hearts.

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Duan Hongwu unconsciously leaned on Zhu Minglang, as if the temperature on Zhu Minglang's body made her feel alive.

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Zhu Minglang patted her and comforted her gently: "It's okay, I don't know if they can get out of here alive, but we definitely can."

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In Duan Hongwu's perception, an immortal master like Luhou should be the top of the gods, but from the tone of this strange man in front of him, Duan Hongwu could hear a sense of disdain and contempt.

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This is actually very unbelievable. After all, Lu Hou has a great reputation in Xuantian. He is a **** at the corona level. It stands to reason that Duan Hongwu should believe in his cultivation and strength, but she doesn't know why Zhu Minglang's words can always bring Give her a sense of security and trust.

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"I... I will stay with you." Duan Hongwu said.

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"Well, very nice."

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