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Text Chapter Twenty-Seven, Entering the Yin-Yang Gate

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    "Tell me, what's in it?"

    After three waves of annihilation, finally one came out alive.  Ignoring the injury of the visitor, the old man of the Demon Sect asked sharply.

    "There are ghosts! There are many, many ghosts"

    Hearing Unparalleled's answer, Li Mu knew that this person was useless.  It was obvious that he encountered a great terror on the opposite side, and was a little delirious from fright.

    Without getting the answer he wanted, the old man of the Demon Sect said angrily: "Trash, if you can't do this well, then go to hell with me!"

    Seeing that the palm wind was about to fall, an old man with a big knife stopped him and said, "Stop, Yin Demon! He has already tried his best, why do you want to kill them all?"

    The old man called "Yin Demon Head" said disdainfully: "Waste is not qualified to live in this world. If you can't complete the task, staying is a waste of food.

    Xiong Batian, you don't pretend to be a good person here.  Who doesn't know who, the people who died under your domineering sword are no less than the people who died in the hands of the old man.

    If you are really soft-hearted, you can take someone to find the way yourself.  Why wait for the result together?  "

    However, the palm of the Yin Demon Head did not fall after all.  It's not because of his soft heart, and it's not because of Xiong Batian's face.

    The main reason is that cannon fodder is needed to explore the road. If there is no chance of survival, the cannon fodder may rebel next.

    As if he had been exposed, Xiong Batian became annoyed and said, "That's enough, Yin Demon. If you want to seek death, I don't mind letting you go.

    What to look at, what is there to see?  Since you are so free, you guys, go in and find the way for me.  "

    The sudden change of style sent another wave of cannon fodder in.  It's just that this wave is no longer a single person, but a group of people entering together, probably because they want to play crowd tactics.

    Seeing the performance of Xiong Batian and Yin Motou, Li Mu's eyeballs were almost knocked out.  The scene in front of him completely broke his perception of "senior expert".

    A proper "true villain", he didn't even bother to do the most basic cover-up.  It's just that for a group of cannon fodder, they would rather meet a hypocrite.

    At any rate, a hypocrite knows how to put on a pretense, but under the watchful eyes of the public, he can't do such a wicked thing.

    Looking at the shining eyes of everyone, you can tell that many young people have been led badly in this wave.  No wonder the more the human society develops, the lower the bottom line of everyone's integrity is, all brought out by these "predecessors".

    There are many people and strength, and this wave finally did not wipe out the entire army.  There are survivors in the seven doors, and the clues are all the same-there are ghosts, and there are many ghosts.

    Lian Li Mu couldn't help complaining about such an arrangement.  How about meeting as a Jindan Grandmaster?

    Awesomely built seven doors, at least they have to match the name to show their extraordinaryness?

    With such a toss now, the majestic Gate of Life and Death, Gate of Yin and Yang, Gate of Fenghuo, Gate of Wangyou, Gate of Broken Soul, Gate of Purgatory, and Gate of Freedom are instantly out of place.

    "Ahem!"

    Seeing the stalemate in the situation, a white-haired old man coughed and said: "Their bodies were not injured, but their spirits were mainly impacted, and there should be a phantom array behind the door.

    Not all the people who entered in front may have died, and it is more likely that they were lost in it.  So many people came out this time, it should be due to the limited carrying capacity of the phantom array.

    No matter how powerful the formation is, it needs energy to drive it.  The master of Longcheng has been dead for thousands of years, and even if the energy of the formation is not exhausted, there is not much left.  "

    The old man's words did not make everyone relax.  Especially the group of cannon fodder who were coerced by force were as dead ashes in every aspect.

    Since the energy of the phantom array has not been exhausted, it can only continue to be consumed.  If they don't do this kind of life-threatening job, can they still count on people from several powerful forces to do it?

    As for the fact that the person in front is not dead, that is a joke.  Even if he didn't die in the phantom formation, he still died in the Soul Eater's palm of Yin Motou.

    Instead of suffering the pain of soul-devouring piercing the heart, it is better to wipe the neck directly, at least it can save a little suffering.

    There is no need to drive away, this wave of cannon fodder is rushing in.  No matter how dangerous it is inside, there is still a chance of survival.  If you wait for the Yin Demon Head to make a move, you will be dead but not alive.

    There are people who are going to strike ahead, and now it's time to do multiple-choice questions.  There are too few clues, and everyone doesn't know the difference between the seven doors at all. Entering now is just gambling on luck.

    All forces are discussing and analyzing the differences between the seven doors, and the Dingyuan Family Alliance is no exception.  With their lives and wealth involved, no one dares to take this wave lightly.

    The brat on the side murmured softly:The road went dark.

    ? It was the size of a fist, and it began to swell rapidly, and it didn't stop until it was more than three meters high.  The two lantern-sized panda eyes turned black and white at this moment, emitting two different lights to form a gossip pattern, which began to spread in all directions.

    Immediately afterwards, something happened that stunned Li Mu.  Under the cover of the gossip map, the people who had disappeared appeared again in Li Mu's sight.

    I only heard a loud "bang", splashing dust all over the sky, and the illusion in my mind disappeared without a trace in an instant.

    That's it?

    Li Mu really didn't know what to say.  The phantom array, which would cause headaches even for celestial beings and warriors, is like a child blowing bubbles in front of his own pets.

    Sure enough, there is no such good skin as Bai Xia.  Playing the Yin-Yang Dao has a unique advantage.

    Looking at the bewildered crowd, Li Mu directly pretended to be nonchalant.  It is better to let them be depressed than to be depressed by a group of people.
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