The First Cause of All Realms

Chapter 655 Ignite the Life Chart!

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The hoarse voice roared sharply like a broken sound.

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The moment he recognized Yang Prison, the tall and thin old man's heartbeat almost stopped for a split second.

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If you ask whether Yang Prison is the most famous person in the past few decades, the answer may be controversial.

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Because in the past few decades, there are still top experts under the martial sages, such as Qi Daoguang, Tie Hengliu, Song Tiandao, and Mitianjiao Guan Qi, who are stirring up the situation.

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But if the time is brought closer to the past ten years, then the answer to this question is undisputed!

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And compared to those people, the name of the person in front of him is more like thunder in the eyes of the people outside the Seven Kills Shrine.

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Because of him, all the old demons of Montenegro turned back!

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That is the old monster of Montenegro, invincible in the world, and worshipped as a **** by a country.

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"Yang Prison?!"

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The chunky old man was startled.

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At the same time as he was shocked, the shocking true energy had already shaken the back wall into a cloud of dust, and he himself, like a sharp arrow, retreated violently in the dust!

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retreat!

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The two were incomparably decisive, just like when they heard that the Xuanjia Jingjing came from the north, the family members of the abandoned sect were ignored and did not look back.

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Boom!

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The movements of the two were too fast and too fast, and before Yu Lingxian had recovered from the surprise of Yang Yu's appearance, a roar came from his ears.

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In just a split second, the two of them had knocked over the house and stormed out a hundred feet away.

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And Yang Prison seems to be still standing there.

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"Yang..."

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Yu Lingxian was about to speak when her pupils suddenly shrank, and she could see that Yang Yu's figure gradually disappeared in the frantically flickering candlelight.

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Fading a little bit, disappearing!

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Boom!

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The explosion of the sound wave was thrown far behind by the two of them, and this time, they retreated violently, showing the amazing feats of light and horizontal training of the two.

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However, the hearts of the two people in the gust of wind sank.

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It can be seen that, in the night and the wind, the hunter dressed in black robes danced wildly like a flag on the eaves of the road that the two of them must pass.

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"How can it be so fast?!"

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The tall and thin old man's heart was like a drum, and he only felt that the man was standing on the eaves, and his breath was vast, as if he was one with the boundless night sky behind him.

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A pair of eyes, bright as the stars, bright as the sun and the moon, separated by more than a hundred meters, made his eyes sore and his back cold.

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"I'm afraid I can't escape..."

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"Fight with him!"

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At this moment, the two showed an astonishing tacit understanding. They stopped, stomped, burned blood, and slammed into one hundred orifices in no particular order...

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The two were nicknamed the Two Demons of Wind and Fire, and their meaning did not refer to the real thing, but that the two joined forces, like fire borrowing the wind, the meaning of burning the sky in an instant.

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Before Jiazi, the two had a record of fighting and killing a great master together!

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At this moment, when the crisis was imminent, and there was no escape, the two broke out completely, and the amazing blood lit up half of the night like wolf smoke.

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The two of them have been cultivating together for more than a hundred years, and they are completely boiling.

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"Wind and fire..."

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In an instant, the two of them had already recovered their hearts to fight to the death before Jiazi, and at the same time, a voice as cold as ice rang out in their ears:

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"Two old pigs and dogs..."

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Snapped!

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It seemed that before even the thought of horror had arisen in their hearts, the two of them felt their cheeks heat up, and a pair of palms like red-hot irons covered their faces in no particular order.

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Boom!

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Yu Lingxian's heart trembled, only to feel the earthquake shaking, and the whole manor let out unbearable groans.

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She looked up subconsciously, and saw that under the starlight, dust, sand, earth and rocks were pulled up like a curtain like a wave.

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The two who had retreated, retreated at a very high speed, smashing rockeries, landscapes, walls...

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Like two old plows left a hundred zhang long, a ravine deep for one person smashed heavily in front of him.

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"you……"

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Yu Lingxian was horrified and then retreated.

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Under her feet, the smoke and dust were everywhere, and the sand was splashing. in the ruins.

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Boom!

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But until this time, the sound of gas explosion, shattering, and screams that was pulled far behind him just came over, and it was terrifying to hear.

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Yu Lingxian was just horrified, but the Liansheng cultists who had been gathered by her had been frightened by the two battles. Some people stumbled back, some fell to the ground, and some even lost their urine and feces...

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"Three hundred people is not enough, but tell me, how many people are you going to need?"

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The night wind blew, Yang Prison was still standing at the door, except for a few people, no one even saw his figure and movement.

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"Yang, Yang..."

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In the ruins, the screams of the two demons became hoarse:

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"When the Palace Master really comes down the mountain, you will not die!"

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The strong wind was like a heavy hammer, knocking back the stern voices of the two, and by the way rolled back two gray pills:

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"It was the old demon of Montenegro who instructed you to spread the plague?"

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Asked casually, Yang Yu's eyes landed on these two pills, and he felt a strong 'plague' in them.

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It's just that he didn't notice the aura of supernatural powers on these two people. Obviously, there are people behind these two people.

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"Wind and Fire Demons, the head of Ding'an Wind and Fire Sect, joined the Liansheng Sect more than 80 years ago, and used to be the guardian of the outer door..."

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Yu Lingxian whispered the origins of the two:

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"These two people haven't appeared in front of people for decades, and now it seems that they have entered the gate of the Seven Kills Shrine..."

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"The Seven Kills Shrine, according to the legend, these scumbags are not so much worshiping the Seven Kills Shrine as they are dogs sheltering under the gate of the old demon."

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Tongyou swept over, Yang Prison already knew the origins of the two, but the book of life and death had not been shrouded outside the gate, and there were still ambiguities in it.

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I can't see who is instigating the two.

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Seeing that Yang Yu knew, Yu Lingxian didn't say anything else, she was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask, just sighed lightly and walked towards the congregation gathered in the outer courtyard.

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Not long after, screams and fighting came from the outer courtyard, mixed with scolding, begging, and crying...

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She came here for the purpose of eradicating the wrongdoers in the religion. In more than two years, Xingli and two states have been purged, leaving only Yanzhou.

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There were more than 4,000 people here, most of whom were deceived, and most of the believers of the good family were deceived, and those who were not too bad have been dismissed by her or sent to prison.

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"kill me!"

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Hearing Yang Prison's footsteps approaching, the tall and thin old man couldn't help but tremble.

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He suddenly remembered the rumors about the person in front of him being ruthless...

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"In the past two months, more than 60,000 people were infected with the epidemic in Yanzhou. Most of them were old and weak, and half of them were strong.

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"wait wait wait!"

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Hearing this calm to indifferent voice, the chubby old man was also in a state of confusion:

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"What plague, we, we don't know..."

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"You don't need to tell me if you know or not..."

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With one hand, he pulled the two out of the ruins:

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"There are only 300 people here, but outside the city of Yanzhou, there are 40,000 new graves, 60,000 people, waiting for you..."

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Lianshengjiao's rudder building is very particular, and most of them are inaccessible places that ordinary people are not willing to go to.

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Not long after he walked out of the valley with the two demons in his hand, Yang Yu had already seen the wild country ridge with a little green fire.

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It was a barren suburb more than 40 miles away from Yanzhou City, or it was once a mass grave, and the reason why it was said to be once.

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It is because, in two months, Fang Ada led people to build more than 30,000 new tombs here.

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woohoo~~~

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The gloomy wind blows, and the old crow chirps.

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From time to time there is a shrill wind like howling of a ghost.

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In the wind, Yang prison stopped, and in front of him was a cemetery that stretched for many miles. In the eyes of ordinary people, there were only tombs and paper money blown by the wind.

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In his eyes, where the evil spirits converged and the green light flickered, there were clearly thousands of ghosts!

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Ji Kuixing, above the heavenly stars and below the netherworld, belongs to the star gods, and is also the ghost gods of the underworld.

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But this is the first time Yang Prison has seen a ghost in a real sense.

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Souls and ghosts are often grouped together by ordinary people, but they are not the same.

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According to the ghost baby, the soul is yang, and the soul is yin. When a person dies, the soul is there. At this moment, it is called the soul.

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Only when the yang returns to the sky, the spirit and the soul are separated, and the rest are ghosts.

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In fact, the great master who united the three elements of spirit, qi and spirit, after death, everything that exists and everything that disappears is not a ghost.

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It's the 'ghost gods' who are not recognized by Yin Shi.

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In fact, before the ancient times, the body and the soul were immortal, the three elements were one, and the yang qi was not scattered. It was also called the yang god, and was qualified to be called a ghost or even an earth.

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Duan Qilong, Fenghao, Ma Longtu, Chen Xuanying, and Guiying belong to this category, and the large tombs in and out in front of them are the real 'ghosts'.

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In other words, those who have spirits are souls, and those who are unconscious are ghosts.

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"The sky is getting closer..."

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Looking at this scene, Yang Yu thought to himself.

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A person's lifespan is divided into yin and yang. If the yang lifespan is exhausted but the yin lifespan is not exhausted, there will be souls left behind.

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Before ancient times, there were great supernatural powers who opened up the yin division of the underworld, accommodated souls, and opened up 'samsara' with supreme supernatural powers, so that yin life was transformed into yang life, reincarnated for three lives, and only when the life of yin was exhausted, was it truly annihilated between heaven and earth.

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It's just that people's yang longevity depends on the body, and the existence of yin longevity lies in the spiritual qi. When the tide goes down, all gods are destroyed, and ghosts are naturally more unavoidable.

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Therefore, in Sanxiao Sanren's tidal theory, 'a hundred ghosts walking by night' and "a hundred ghosts walking by day" are all signs of the rising tide.

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This is much faster than he expected...

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"Master, do you want to eat? These new ghosts have nothing but resentment. I'm afraid the taste is not good..."

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Suddenly, Ghost Infant stuck his head out from his sleeve. He glanced curiously, then shook his head disdainfully, just as he was about to say something, seeing his master's cold eyes, he immediately shrank back.

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huh~

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Although he had restrained his blood, Yang Prison's arrival still alarmed the tombs, and many ghosts with only three-point human figures, seemingly without facial features, suddenly shrank in horror.

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Ghosts have no intelligence, but they also have fear, and in addition to fear, there is also greed for the flesh and blood of living people.

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"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk..."

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Glancing at the ghosts in the tombs, Yang Yu sighed in his heart.

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These are all people in Yanzhou city who died of plague. Most of them didn't know how to cultivate their spirit. After death, the 'yang qi' dissipated, and there was no spiritual wisdom left.

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However, he was born with an instinctive desire for 'yang qi'. At this time, he was weak and did not dare to approach living people.

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But their source yang qi disintegrates, absorbs the yang qi of others, and treats the symptoms but not the root cause. If they want to maintain their wisdom, they must constantly swallow the yang qi of living people...

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"Dust returns to ashes, and earth returns to earth. Yang Prison bears the hatred of all of you. Rest in peace..."

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With a long sigh, Yang Yu aroused Zijin Swallowing the Devil's Treasure Gourd.

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There are more than 30,000 new tombs and more than 10,000 ghosts. At this time, the spiritual qi is not visible, so naturally there is nothing to worry about, but once the sky changes to the "Hundred Ghosts Day Walk", the city of Yanzhou, which is close at hand, is afraid that another disaster will occur.

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Ghosts have no spirit, they only have the instinct of resentment, but they don't remember the feelings of fellow countrymen...

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"what!"

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It seemed that they sensed something. The group of ghosts who were stunned were frightened at first, and then they were slaughtered. The ghosts were twisted and set off a large green fire.

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"What, what?"

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"No, no, there are ghosts? There are ghosts!"

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Feng Huo Er Mo, who was thrown on the ground and sealed off his qi and blood, seemed to have sensed something, and twisted his body uneasily.

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They couldn't see the wandering ghosts, but they felt the whistling wind and chills on their backs, and they sensed something was wrong.

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"what?"

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With a move in Yang Yu's heart, he took a step back, but he saw a group of ghosts screaming and slaughtering them. With the help of the strong Yin evil of this mass grave, they began to tear apart the two demons.

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"ah!"

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A scream rang out.

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Great master-level warriors, how masculine their qi and blood are, even if Yang prison banned their qi and blood, the moment the group of ghosts bit them, they were hot and dissipated.

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But they seem to have decided something in the dark, and they slaughtered them one after another.

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For a time, a large piece of blue smoke filled the air, and the faint cries of ghosts seemed to echo in the world along with the sound of the wind.

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"what?"

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Feng Huo Er Mo noticed something was wrong, twisted his body crazily, but where did he break free from the Yang Prison's method.

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"Be good..."

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Ghost Infant stuck his head out at some point, and when he saw this scene, he was also shocked.

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Warriors are masculine, and for ghosts, they are hotter than magma, the flesh and blood of a great master warrior, let alone these little devils, if he takes a bite, he will be burned half of his life.

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These little devils are simply committing suicide!

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His heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he couldn't help but look at Yang Prison:

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"Master?"

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"Injustice has its head, and debt has its owner."

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Yang Prison turned around at some point.

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Huhu~

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In the overcast wind, groups of ghosts came one after the other, the near ones dissipated, and the distant ones drifted in.

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Finally ~www.NovelMTL.com~ accompanied by two shrill screams, the two who had been beaten to death, died one after another.

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Then,

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"It hurts me too! It turned out that it was these lonely ghosts! Damn it, **** it!"

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The voice of rage echoed, and the spirits of the two demons of wind and fire gathered and roared furiously. With the gloomy wind, they were about to slaughter the remaining ghosts.

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But suddenly there was a jolt, and the two turned back stiffly, and they saw the mist rolling behind them, with ghosts and gods standing in them, with their backs to themselves.

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"you?!"

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Suddenly, the two realized something was wrong.

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The ghost turned around at the right time, and there seemed to be a flash of thunder in his eyes, and then a gust of wind blew, like a ghost opening his mouth, swallowing all the ghosts and souls.

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hum!

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Almost at the same time, Yang Yu noticed a movement from the depths of his soul, and suddenly closed his eyes to concentrate, and he saw the dark starry sky that originated from the sea of ​​laws.

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The stars are getting brighter...

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That is, his life chart...

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"There is no fate map for the extreme rank, and the fate map for the world is infinite, but it only needs to be in response to Tian Xingkui, and inferior to ghosts and gods.

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The fate map can naturally be ignited..."

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Good night. Written it out, six hours... Damn it, I went to sleep.

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