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Chapter fifty-fifth the storm

In the magnificent hall of the shrine, everyone lined up and stood bowed.

In the middle of the hall, on a throne carved with dragons and inlaid with gold and jade, a man was sitting.

This man was tall and tall, but skinny. His broad frame held up a purple brocade robe. The purple robe covered his entire body tightly, revealing only a gaunt face.

This face was shriveled and thin, pale in color, with drooping eyebrows, sunken cheeks, and dark purple lips. It didn't look like a living face in any way.

From a distance, it looks like a dry bone is embedded in the throne, rather than a living person sitting on it.

At this moment, the man in purple robe lowered his eyebrows and was tapping the armrest of the throne gently with his slender nails. The whole hall of the shrine was extremely quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the occasional "click" sound.

Suddenly, the purple-robed man stopped what he was doing, raised his head, stared at everyone in the hall with lightning eyes, and said in a neutral tone: "Recently, it seems that some people are very restless..."

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but hold their breath and stood straight on the spot, not daring to move or speak.

A thin layer of sweat has appeared on some people's foreheads, and they dare not raise their hands to wipe it away. They can only wait for the sweat to slowly gather and eventually slide down the sides of their faces.

The purple-robed man raised his skinny fingers, stared at his long nails, and said slowly: "Speaking of which, how are the four of them, Yu Yan Wang, Dong Yan Wang, Lu Yan Wang, and Bao Yan Wang, doing recently? Tsk tsk.

It is said that time stands still in the endless hell, and they are not known to be in it...

Did you suffer a lot of physical pain? Did you lack food and clothing? I also miss them very much in my heart! Do you also think about the feelings of your comrades..."

The purple-robed man paused for a moment, then suddenly said in a sharp tone: "You can't go down to accompany them!"

Everyone in the hall was silent, especially the timid one, whose legs had begun to tremble.

The man in purple robe expressionlessly glanced at the people in the hall, taking in their expressions.

"King Jiang Hell, why don't you tell me why the traitorous Western Ghost Emperor Bai Ze suddenly appeared in Fengdu City?"

A burly man bowed forward, his eyes averted, and hesitantly said: "To the Ghost Emperor, the traitor must have first blended into the Da Nuo sacrifice team, and then followed the team into Fengdu City!"

If Pregnant Qiao were here, she would definitely recognize that this burly man was one of the two people who had a secret discussion in the alley just now.

"Oh? Isn't this also the dereliction of duty on your part, Jiang Yan Wang!" The man in purple robe said coldly, his expression showing no emotion or anger.

Jiang Yan Wang raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "I am ashamed, please punish me, Ghost Emperor!"

"Now that there is such a big chaos in Fengdu City, the traitor is still absconding and has not been caught. It is indeed your dereliction of duty, King Jiang Yan. Although I have the intention to protect you, I still broke the rules. This...

This puts me in such a difficult position!

In my opinion, I will give you a lighter punishment! One hundred punishments with the rod! Jiang Hell King, go down and receive the punishment yourself!"

The man in purple robe said it lightly, but after hearing this, King Jiang Hell felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His limbs were so weak that he almost fell down on the main hall. A hundred punishments with the stick are meant to beat people to death. Even if they don't die, they will lose half of them.

Life!

"King Jiang Yan, you are not going to receive your punishment quickly, but you are dissatisfied with my punishment?" The man in purple robe raised his head and looked at King Jiang Yan indifferently.

Jiang Yanwang bowed deeply to the purple-robed man and said in a low voice: "I don't dare, I will go and receive my punishment now!" After that, he bowed and exited the hall.

Another man in black who was having a secret discussion in the alley was also in the hall at this moment. He lowered his eyes, a look of anger flashed in his eyes, clenched his fists, and his long black nails were embedded in his flesh without noticing.

.

But when the purple-robed man glanced at him, he instantly regained his composure.

"Impermanence in black clothes!"

When the man in black saw the man in purple calling him, he bowed and saluted.

"How is your brother Bai Yi Wuchang doing recently?" The man in purple robe had a soft complexion, as if he was a kind elder, talking to the younger generation in a normal way.

Wu Chang, who was dressed in black but had a pale face, cupped his hands and said anxiously: "Thank you for your concern, Ghost Emperor! He has recently..."

Looks pretty good!”

Black-clothed Wuchang said calmly, but anger rose in his heart.

Hundreds of years ago, his twin brother Bai Yi Wuchang failed in a mission and was punished by the old monster. He also swallowed something unknown, causing the living people to look like dead corpses now, looking neither human nor ghosts.

Over the years, black-clad Wuchang has visited famous doctors and alchemists everywhere, but he has not been able to cure his brother's strange disease!

When he sees the instigator now, he wishes he could eat his flesh! He just hates that he is so powerful now that he dares to be angry but dare not speak out!

The fists under the big sleeves were clenched again, and he secretly said in his heart: Old monster! Don't let me wait until the day you lose power!

The man in purple robe looked contemptuous and sneered: "That's good! It's not like I wasted all my efforts! That 'Desire | Immortal Death Pill' is not an ordinary vulgar thing! Huhahahahaha"

As the man in purple robe spoke, he laughed wildly, his voice sounding a bit sharp and harsh.

As the man in purple robe laughed wildly, his body exuded a rustling chill. In an instant, the entire shrine hall became like an ice cave, and his breath could instantly condense into ice.

The purple-robed man suddenly stopped laughing and looked at everyone with an indifferent expression, as if talking to himself, and whispered softly: "The monster in the Nine Yin Valley will definitely break through the seal and come out soon!"

There’s no need for me to take action! That’s fine…”

The man in purple robe raised his finger and pointed at everyone in the palace, and said in a deep voice: "During this period of time, King Li Yan will be guarding Fengdu City with an ox head and a leopard tail!

King Bi Yan joins forces with other ghost generals to capture the traitor Bai Ze, life or death!

I will personally take people to the Jiuyin Valley to meet that monster!"

Everyone in the hall agreed in unison.

After exiting the main hall, General Huan Shu, who was dressed in white, took two quick steps to catch up with Wuchang in black. Just as he was about to speak, he stopped talking when he saw Wuchang in black shaking his head at him.

"I said that this beautiful sky makes people feel chilly for no reason! It turns out that the impermanence in black is here!"

The black-clothed Wuchang Feng rolled his eyes, raised his hands in front of him, and said: "General Ghost King!"

I saw ghostly energy billowing in front of Wu Chang, who was dressed in black, and a person walked out slowly.

The man who came to life had red hair and a black face. He had two horns on his head, and his mouth showed sharp teeth. He was wearing a dark blue straight jacket. He glanced at Wuchang in black and Huanshu behind him, clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "
Chapter completed!
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