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All the golden immortals looked at the red sperm.

The red sperm is calm and composed, and the Heaven-shaking Seal is about to fall.

"Wait a minute. Senior brother, let me come!"

When everyone looked at it, it was Huang Long who took out the Dragon-Slaying Sword with great interest!

Several golden immortals present frowned secretly.

But Huang Long was not distracted and raised his hand to strike two swords at Zhenjun Daoxing.

"you!"

Lord Daoxing looked at Huang Long in disbelief.

Aren't you afraid of being exposed?

A golden light flashed, and Lord Daoxing left the universe of immortals and demons with full of resentment and unwillingness.

【Luck is in hand!】

Huang Long put away his sword and returned to the futon happily.

Unconsciously, the eyes of the golden immortals had changed.

【The meeting is over, send him on his way?】

[Don’t rush, this will expose you in advance and lurk first.]

【good!】

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Wandering Soul Pass.

The vest of Master Du'e - After Zheng Lun descended from Tiesha Mountain, he led three thousand crow soldiers to wander around.

Finally arrived here.

"Wandering Soul Pass! This is a fitting name!"

Zheng Lun stood in front of the Wandering Soul Pass, looking at the thousands of souls and endless ghosts floating among them, and couldn't help but touch his belly.

"I don't know if this guard will give him a chance!"

He shook his head and walked towards Guancheng.

"Hey, who are you, dare to break through the wandering soul level!"

Above Guancheng, a ghost general screamed angrily.

All of a sudden, there was a howling wind, ghosts crying and wolves howling, and the sky darkened for a moment, as if a huge hand covering the sky was strangling my throat.

Zheng Lun's three thousand crow soldiers became confused.

"My general, Zheng Lun, has come to seek refuge with the guard of Wandering Soul Pass. Why don't you report it quickly!"

As Zheng Lun breathed out, he snorted and exhaled two streaks of yellow gas from his nose, which was like the sound of thunder and the universe shaking, causing all the ghosts and spirits to tremble and tremble.

"The Voice of Pangu?"

Inside Guancheng, the purple-clothed goddess looked surprised.

She looked at Zheng Lun, who had subdued all the ghosts with just a "hum", nodded slightly, and then handed out a token.
Chapter completed!