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Chapter 672 Hatred

Fang Dang immediately retreated again, and retreated fifty miles like a snake before he felt a little more comfortable.`

The magma sneered, "I thought someone was here. The True Lord of Hongdong didn't expect you to die and die one day. Hahaha, I'm so happy to see you in this hell!"

Fang Dang was stunned when he heard this. He had originally guessed that the infant with a sinister face had intermarried with the ghost tribe of the original domain, so he came to attack the Baye Infant, but he didn't expect that there was another reason. It sounded like these two guys had it before they died.

However, Fang Dang thought about it again and again, it was not surprising that the lifespan of the infants was longer, and the number of infants must not be as many as that of the alchemists. In this way, the infants might have more or less contact.

The thousand-year time seems to have spanned too long in the eyes of Fangdang, but in the eyes of infants, it may be just a difference between a few years or decades.

It’s not enough to fight to the death of two such guys in Taiqingjie. It’s reasonable to come to the ghost world and kill him to turn things around.

The face of the Hongdong Zhenjun was inscribed with a chilling sneer in his voice: "Baye, you were killed by me a thousand years ago, and now I am here to kill your ghost again. No, when I get here, I should not say that I have killed you, but devour your ghost. I want you to become a part of me, and to make you a source of my strength, and to make you feel pain even if you die."

The Eight-Leaves Infant Sage didn't care about the words of the True Lord Hongdong, but asked curiously: "You old thief Hongdong, you have a good cultivation level. Who can kill your body and send you here?"

When Hongdong heard this, he showed a monstrous hatred on his face: "Who else can you? Hanqing's wild woman got the Lord of Devouring. She destroyed my body while I was not attacked from behind. If I could go back to Taiqing, I would definitely fuck this woman to death!"

When the Eight-Leaf Infant heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Lord of Devouring? Isn't that treasure the God of Annihilation the God of Annihilation? When the God of Annihilation was killed by the Nine Infant Emperor, this treasure was also broken and destroyed, and it actually appeared again?"

"But, hahaha, you kid was actually killed by the goddess Hanqing. Haven't you been in love with her all the time? Her Taoist couple was killed by you, and you couldn't get her? Was he sneaked up? He took action behind his back? If he was swallowed by the Lord of Swallowing, his flesh and blood would turn into powder? You are so uglier, I'm so relieved to hear it! Haha! Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

The magma-like monster laughed, and the sound made the whole earth tremble.

Fang Dang in the distance was also shocked.`

The Lord of Devouring and Fang Dang are also old acquaintances. When the Lord of Devouring was about to leave the mortal world and enter the upper gourd world, Fang Dang also made a bet with the Lord of Devouring, betting that Fang Dang would enter the Taiqing Realm from time to time. When Fang Dang entered the upper gourd world, he was worried that the Lord of Devouring would come to the door, but he didn't expect that the Lord of Devouring had entered the Taiqing Realm now.

And here Fang Dang heard the name of the Nine Infant Capital Emperor again. It sounds like this Nine Infant Capital Emperor is also a well-known figure in Taiqing Realm. Judging from the situation where the Lord of Devouring could crush the body of the True Lord of Hongdong, while the Emperor of Devouring beat the Lord of Devouring to escape from the turbid world, the Nine Infant Capital Emperor of Devouring should be stronger than both of them in front of him.

The two infants have not seen each other for thousands of years, and obviously they are not here to chat.

"Jijijijijijiji, I knew that you would be very happy when I said these words, right? I just made you happy, just to make you happy. Then you understand what joy is like, and when you are so heartbroken, I think about your smile at this moment, which makes you feel more and more refreshing!"

The two Nascent Soul Infant Infants spoke, but Fang Dang's eyes moved to the other side. A hundred miles behind the True Lord of Hongdong, two figures appeared. One of them was the ghost concubine, and the other was a ball of black smoke that kept gushing.

That smoke should be the sneaky emperor in the mouths of the little ghosts.

The two ghosts were watching the battle and whispering, not knowing what they were saying, but gradually behind them, ghosts from the original domain emerged.

This is obviously a game, a game prepared by the original domain ghost and the Hongdong True Lord.

Use the original domain ghost to lead the external domain ghosts to fight. When the two sides are in full swing, the True Lord Hongdong will eat both sides in one breath. In this way, the True Lord Hongdong can restore his cultivation in the shortest world.

Fang Dang originally thought that there were enough ghosts in the original domain, but when the two sides fought, Fang Dang found that there were not as many ghosts in the original domain. Now it seems that those ghosts in the original domain are clearly the Emperor of the Sneaky Sword, the Ghost Concubine and the True Lord of Hongdong specially controlled the number of ghosts in the original domain. In this way, some ghosts in the original domain were used to draw out a large number of ghosts in the external domain, and they were finally eaten by the True Lord of Hongdong. It was still the ghosts in the original domain that took advantage of them.

However, these original ghosts are really willing to spend money, and so many original ghosts are used to feed Hongdong True Lord.

Fang Dang is now a little curious. When the True Lord Hongdong killed the Eight-Leaf Infant, if the True Lord Hongdong turned against him, wouldn’t these original ghosts be useless?

At this time, the polite words of the Eight-Leaf Infant and the Hongdong True Lord were finished. The Eight-Leaf Infant's huge body suddenly opened its mouth, and a ray of light inside suddenly lit up. Then, light like thunder was spewed out, and the air rolled out like thousands of troops swept across, heading straight for the Hongdong True Lord. The small figure of the Hongdong True Lord was simply insignificant in front of the thunder.

The true master of Hongdong was giggling strangely.

Fang Dang's eyes widened, and it was a blessing for Fang Dang to see that the infant fight was a blessing.

The wide-sleeved sleeves of the King of Hongdong suddenly swayed, and two sinister ghost fires spewed out from the sleeves. The two ghost fires collided in the air and turned into a ball of chaos. When the eight-leaf infant's huge lightning light encountered this chaotic edge that was only the size of a head, it shrank and smaller like a balloon that had been poked. It was almost instantly restrained by the small chaos.

Fang Dang's glasses widened even wider. The Chaos Ball was so powerful that it seemed that the power to absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth was far more powerful than the vortex that absorbed the vital energy of heaven and earth, so he sucked the opponent's attack power cleanly.

Although he can also absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth, Fang Dang would never dare to use the vortex of heaven and earth to absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth to directly absorb this thunder photoelectric. Otherwise, he would not be able to absorb much of this thunder photoelectric, and his body would be destroyed by the thunder photoelectric in a flash.

"Baye, I got the ancient inheritance of the ancient god Zheng, Hunyuan Jidao, isn't it interesting?"
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