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Chapter 593

Beigong Hanmo took back the Yinxianlin, "Okay, after a while, I will set off and take my evil son to the Longmen first. I am old and half of my body has entered the loess. I could have entered the yellow earth calmly, but I have a son who is born with a martial arts genius, but he was infected by evil at the age of twelve, and he has no medicine and no medicine. Since then, he is violent and unbearable. He hides dragons and tigers in the Longmen. I want to put that evil son into the Longmen to suppress him, but I don't know how to do it."

Wang Lang understood a rough idea, "You have Yin Xianlin. After you go, my master's wife will definitely give you an explanation."

"The Black Dragon King comes with me."

Beigong Hanmo turned around and walked outside. Wang Lang followed Beigong Hanmo closely and left the ancestral hall. Beigong Hanmo held a lantern in one hand and carried the other behind him, walking towards a place.

Before I knew it, I walked a long distance and reached a very small alley.

Beigong Hanmo gently pressed a stone on the wall, and saw a wall rotating 90 degrees overall, revealing a downward staircase. Beigong Hanmo walked in front and Wang Lang followed behind.

It was pitch black inside, Beigong Hanmo walked in front and said softly, "There is a light on the wall."

Wang Lang went to search after hearing the sound and found a concave dark grid on the wall, with a lamp inside. He took it out and took it out to light the lighter.

It was wet inside, and there were moss plants on the steps. If you were not careful, you would fall. Wang Lang walked very steadily. He didn't know what the old man came here for, so he followed him curiously.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I arrived at a basement, which was still dark and humid. There was a 50 cm deep and twenty cm wide water around the ground, and there was also water, which was living water, the kind that came in and went out from the other end.

Beigong Hanmo lit a lamp inside, which made it light inside.

Wang Lang looked closely and saw a man squatting in the center of the basement, with his hair disheveled, his beard was quite long, his skin was white, and he was wearing only a torn big shorts. Although his skin was white, the piece above his body was not a joke. Although he was squatting there, he was like a small titan.

"Don't come over to the Black Dragon King."

Wang Lang was about to walk forward, but after hearing this, he immediately took a step back. The small Titan in the center shot straight into the air like a cannonball.

In desperation, Wang Lang punched out with a punch, and the seventh level of the Divine Dragon was stacked with despair.

The man just took a half step back, and Wang Lang flew backwards.

When I stabilized my body and looked at it, I found that the man was not fucked by Wang Lang with one punch, but was pulled back by the iron chain tied around his waist.

The man was not satisfied with one blow, so he accumulated strength to launch the second round of attack, and rushed forward again with a roar.

A figure flashed and a palm slapped the small Titan's head.

He shouted softly in his throat, "Stop it!"

The angry shout was like the wrath of thunder, and it was very awake. The small Titan was slapped by Beigong Hanmo and rolled back. It stopped against the wall.

"The Black Dragon King was frightened. This is the old evil son Beigong Jie." Beigong Hanmo said apologetically.

Wang Lang looked at the scene in front of him.

Hamap!

What about teasing me?

The two men and sons are all big shots, Beigong Hanmo Shihhn Creation Realm, and his son’s Most Bullish Peak Return to the Peak Realm, and he has probably reached the threshold of the Creation Realm.

But looking at this, it really seemed like he was caught in an evil spirit. His eyes were staring at Wang Lang, gasping for breath, and saliva flowed in his mouth.

Beigong Jie is preparing to launch another round of attack.

Beigong Hanmo shouted angrily, "Sir! Don't do anything wrong!"

The angry shouts filled the entire basement like thunder.

Wang Lang was shocked by this sound, and the gods were so thrilled. It was a good thing that he had no grudge against this old man. If there was a grudge, Wang Lang would let his throat roar here to death.

Both men and sons are awesome. Although Beigong Hanmo is as thin as a piece of dry wood, if his throat is directed towards a human ear, it will be enough to make the eardrum rupture.

"What happened to you?" Ye Jian asked.

Wang Lang had no time to answer.

Beigong Jie put his limbs on the ground, reached out and grabbed a fish from the water beside him, and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes were still staring at Wang Lang.

"Black Dragon King, is there any way to save me, a villain in the dragon gate?" Beigong Hanmo turned around and asked Wang Lang.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "My senior brother is proficient in medical skills. You can ask him after you go there."

"This is the only person I can't bear to worry about. I can't bear to kill it, and I'm afraid that he will hurt the innocent. I've been locked here. This place used to be a very vicious evil person. My Beigong family is a famous family with a radius of hundreds of miles. This is the first Beigong family disciple to be trapped here." Beigong Hanmo said softly.

Wang Lang looked at Beigong Jie. This guy finished eating a big fish in just a few bites, threw away the fish head, and stared at Wang Lang with his eyes fixed on him.

Suddenly, the father and son looked up at the same time.

Beigong Jie made a rumble sound from his throat, just like the sound of a ferocious beast when his territory was invaded, which sounded horrible.

"A stranger is coming to Dulu Town." Beigong Hanmo said softly.

As he spoke, Beigong Hanmo turned around and lifted the lantern and walked outside. Wang Lang followed behind his butt. Anyway, he didn't want to stay in this place anymore. Being stared at Beigong Jie was simply a terrifying thing.

A strong wind suddenly came from behind.

Oh my god!

He died young!

Wang Lang closed his waist and raised his hips and rushed forward. Beigong Jie's fingers rubbed Wang Lang's back and passed, and the air was whistled by the sound of wind.

Scary!

It's a real scary chicken.

A layer of white hair sweat appeared on the back, and the chrysanthemums were spasming.

Wang Lang followed Beigong Hanmo out of the basement.

Beigong Hanmo turned to look at a place, stomped his feet gently, and the wall returned to its original position.

"My Dulu Town never comes to have any disputes with other places. Why do you want to invade my Dulu Town?" Beigong Hanmo said softly, with a chilling voice that made people shudder.

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly came.

Wang Lang subconsciously shrank his neck and prepared to hide.

Who would have thought that Beigong Hanmo would grab it and swing it casually, and a bullet in his hand entered the wall next to him.

Wang Lang wanted to double-click 666 for this old guy at that time.

If you pick up the bullet with your bare hands, ask if you are panicked!

It's so tingling with a tingling scalp!

The most fascinating thing is the person standing by the wall, with a standard appearance and a large and strong body.

"King! I'm very happy to meet you here." The man on the wall smiled.

"Kapil?" Wang Lang took out his ears and looked at the man on the wall.

Kapil stretched out his hands on his back, and one hand hooked his pistol with his fingers, which spun rapidly on his fingers.

Among the small golden swords, Kapil, one of the twelve golden swords.

"This old man is very strong." Kapil smiled.

Wang Lang didn't say anything, just smiled.

"What is he talking about?" asked Beigong Hanmo, who couldn't understand English.

"I won't translate this for you. Senior, it's just some bad things..."

Before Wang Lang could finish his words, Beigong Hanmo rushed out in front of him.
Chapter completed!
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