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After giving him a fierce look, Nahada was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. The old man in black turned around and stopped looking at him. Then he came to the throne and stood up suddenly, with a proud smile on his lips.
This is the throne of the emperor, ruling over the world, hahaha!
"Master, we have rescued the Imperial Master."
At this time, a loud shout rang out, and several senior members of the Black Soul Religion dragged Jun Buren, who was covered in scars, to the front of the hall.
Seeing that the old man had taken control of the situation, Jun Buren immediately stepped forward and bowed excitedly: "Congratulations, master, I finally got what I wanted and took over the entire palace."
Snapped!
Without saying anything, the old man slapped him in the face.
Jun Buren's heart froze for a moment, and the joy he had just felt suddenly dropped.
"Do you know why I hit you?"
With a gloomy face, the old man in black shouted.
Jun Buren let out a long sigh and nodded his head slightly: "Yes!"
"Now that you know why I hit you, you should know how I will deal with you. Even if you have made great contributions to our religion, you will still be punished by death!"
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??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Clenched tightly, making bursts of bone-exploding sounds, and the eyes of the old man in black were filled with murderous intent.
Jun Buren didn't defend himself, but bowed down very calmly: "Buren's life was given by his master. Buren's only mission in this life is to help his master achieve great things. Buren will do things that his master doesn't like, and he will do things that his master can't bear to part with." Even if the master expressly prohibits it, Buren is willing to die at the hands of his master for the great cause of his master. He only hopes that the master's wishes will come true, he will achieve great things for a long time, and realize his heart's wish. It is not a pity to die for Buren."
"Okay, you are very loyal, but if you violate my taboo, I will not let you stay!"
Staring at him closely, the old man slowly raised his hand, with terrifying power surging on it.
Jun Buren gently closed his eyes, his face calm and calm.
After a night of hustle and bustle, in the early morning, the first ray of sunlight slowly shone into the solemn atmosphere of the Wanshou Palace hall.
The old man's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he struck Jun Buren's head hard with his palm without any mercy. However, before he was killed on the spot, an unusually arrogant voice suddenly sounded in the sky.
"When the sun rises in the east, I am the best, I am"
"A great hero?"
His pupils couldn't help but bulge fiercely, and the old man in black stopped his palm immediately, looking at the rising sun outside the hall with a horrified expression, and said in horror: "Didn't he go to the main altar of the Holy Fire Sect? Why are you back so soon?"
Gandillo also had a twitch in his face, jumped up and down in anxiety, and cursed: "King of Ghosts, who said he must have left, was it you? It's because he left that I joined you in taking action. Why is he suddenly gone now?" I¡¯m back, what should I do, what should I do?¡±
"Master, we have been fooled. He is trying to lure you into a trap!"
Snapped!
Jun Buren was startled and shouted hurriedly, but as soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost King slapped him hard again and cursed: "Damn it, is this your plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain? I believed your evil, I really thought you had transferred the monster away. But now it¡¯s good, the monster has been killed. What should I do, I¡¯m blocked in the imperial city, where can I run?¡±
In an instant, all the evildoers of the Black Soul Sect were in a mess from top to bottom like ants on a hot pot.
The hero Yang Feng has not yet appeared, but as soon as he shouted the slogan, he scared the shit out of these demons who had looked so embarrassed before.
Tie Zhanyi and the brothers who were arrested looked at each other, and both showed gloating smiles.
Yeluyan and the others, who had failed in the battle to defend the imperial city and were under guard on the spot, were all smiling, and from time to time they even joked with the demon sect next to them: "Hey, do you want to surrender now? I will give you leniency. Otherwise, when the great hero comes and takes action, even if you want to surrender, you will not have the chance."
"Is the Great Dick Hero really that powerful?"
"If you have ever seen him freeze an army of 100,000 men with one hand, you will know that your question is completely redundant."
After swallowing hard, those demon sect monsters suddenly became panicked.
Whoops!
At this moment, a sound was heard breaking through the sky, and light flashed across the sky.
WanLike a falling star, there was a loud bang, the earth shook, smoke and dust filled the sky, and it shot straight into the sky.
All the Black Soul Cultists trembled, shrank back slightly, trembling all over, staring at the place closely, swallowing saliva.
When the smoke dispersed, what came into view was a general wearing golden armor. He glared at them and said coldly: "Who is the Ghost King? I have been looking for him for a long time. Stand up for me. He will be killed." This boss, I have cleared this mission, and I can complete the next mission with peace of mind, hehe."
"It's him, it's him, our mortal enemy, the great hero!"
The pupils couldn't help but shrink hard. The old man in black looked at Yang Feng's unruly face from a distance. Even if his heart shrank, the old face couldn't help changing again and again, and turned pale in an instant.
The corners of Gandillo's mouth were also depressed, and he felt like crying.
"I just said that I will not participate in this operation, but you insist on asking me to participate. Now, my identity is completely exposed, and I am caught red-handed. What should I do? What should I do?"
The two demons, just looking at the face of the great hero from a distance, were so frightened that their legs became weak and they regretted it.
When the emperor on the side saw this, he couldn't help but smile brightly, coughed and said: "Well, um if you have a heart to repent, I can treat you leniently"
"roll!"
Poof!
With an angry shout, the old man in black didn't even look at the emperor, and punched him to the ground, saying scornfully: "What I and others are afraid of is the great hero, what the hell are you doing? Are you worthy of our lenity?" Deal with it? Huh, believe it or not, I will peel off your skin and cramp you right now?"
"Uh, Xin, Xin, I'm sorry, I er, no, I just talked too much. Senior, you fought well, you fought wonderfully, you hit like a croak, I should fight, hey hey hey!"
The emperor's head shrank slightly, and the emperor nodded sheepishly. He didn't care about the blood stains on his nose and mouth, and kept apologizing.
The old man had a gloomy face and did not look at him. But when he looked at Yang Feng's evil face outside the palace in the distance, his face suddenly shrank and became bitter again.
What should I do? Now that I have collided head-on with the great hero, where should I escape? Alas!
Yang Feng didn't know what was going on inside the palace yet. He just looked at the black soul believers with disdain from outside the palace, curled his lips impatiently and said: "You are all so deaf, aren't you? I asked who the Ghost King is. Hurry up. Get out of here, I don¡¯t want to say this a third time, do you understand?¡±
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??????????????????????????????????????????: The Black Soul Cultists all looked nervous and kept stepping back, not daring to get close.
After all, although they don¡¯t know this great hero and don¡¯t know how powerful he is, they have heard their master praise him so much that they are so famous that they don¡¯t dare to make mistakes.
However, there are always a few fools in any team, let alone in this cult.
There are many smart people, but there are many more fools. Otherwise, how could you join a cult?
"What a loud tone, are you the great dick hero?"
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There was a loud noise, and an old man with a gloomy face and red beard strode out, looking like he was looking for death, staring at Yang Feng with his nostrils raised to the sky.
Yang Feng looked him up and down and raised his brows: "Who are you? Could it be said that you are the Ghost King? No way, you are only level 47. At most, you are at the late third level of magic spirit. It's just a little bit close. Logically speaking, the Ghost King can To compete with a peak War King like Lao Tie, he should be at the peak of the third level of magic spirit." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com