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Chapter 1,273 It turns out his surname is Ye(2/2)

"Yes!"

Then it split into countless figures and rushed into the distance.

Mu Yuan said on the side that the situation back then was also very dangerous.

"Brother Ye, he is finally back!"

After receiving the news of the arrival of the small hall and Yama, in the Hall of the King of Hell, no group of people came out of the teleportation array very slowly.

After all, the relationship between the Palace of Hell and Shenmu Road has not been bad since then. Only the lower-level people who really know whether the two families have separated or not.

Seeing Yan Luo, Ma Long suddenly became happy and ran over excitedly.

In fact, after the seven top half-step quasi-immortal emperors were hunting the small hall, not many people guessed that it was an operation specifically targeting the small hall.

Bury a previous era!

Not to mention, the Shenmu Road Master exposed the intimate relationship that he had hidden since his youth in order to save the Seventh Hall Master.

Therefore, it is absolutely alarmist to say that the Quasi-Immortal Emperor was killed in that place, after all, that place was buried for an entire era!"

There were two corpses pierced by spears. One had a stunned expression, and the other had a fierce face. The two seemed to have perished together. The storm that arose at this time seemed to indicate that the battle between us was not over.

"I see!"

Who can predict the future? Maybe you are not the Immortal Emperor of that era!"

How could Kun possibly care about you? I'm afraid I should only have one front-end player like that.

Gui Jiangchen is an abyss, and it is rumored that I am the place where the Immortal Emperor Shenmu took root.

A group of seven emperors, with such a combination, not only the emperor-level forces would be afraid of Xu Shao.

"Then where are you? It's early!"

That presence in the small hall has become a thorn in others' side.

"Those are all quasi-immortal emperors!"

"The front hand left behind by junior Kun?"

I am the eighth Lan'er of the Yama Palace, and I am also the first of the two palace masters of the Yama Palace.

At that time, the void trembled for a while, revealing a huge dragon head. He looked at the two missing people with cold eyes, and then disappeared into the void again.

"In the era of the divine tree, there was no Immortal Emperor of the divine tree yet. Do you have any immortal emperors?"

Call me optimistic, but my words really don’t show any optimism.

"There is no news from the two palace masters and the sect master!"

Not even a quasi-immortal emperor, he took me on the path of knowledge in a hurry.

Under the city wall of the Palace of Hell, there were only people from the Palace of Hell, not monks from Shenmu Road. When we saw the small hall under the Book of Life and Death, we shouted excitedly.

He said that he was destined to meet the quasi-immortal emperor, but Kun didn't even bother to hold back.

Of course, there are also some people who take risks out of desperation. In the days after Dai Ning retreated, he saw an Immortal King trapped.

The people in the Palace of Hell also breathed a sigh of relief. The people in the small palace were the ones who followed the eight palace masters to fight in the sky.

Finally, when he stepped down a teleportation array again, a blank page suddenly appeared, and Yama stepped directly into the small hall.

"Thank you to Yan Luo for asking Baige Mountain's Zongheng junior and another junior from the Renwang Palace to take action to rescue you!"

We don't even have a chance to become enlightened.

That Xiong Pass is comparable to the Imperial Pass in the immortal world.

Dai Ning looked at Ma Long's almost perfect cultivation and nodded. Sure enough, the battlefield is the most tempering place.

Well, the world of cultivation is also bizarre enough, but outside of that, it gives Dai Ning a feeling that he is coming out.

From the original Lao Ba, he became the current No. 7 Laner.

But if you look at it carelessly, these light spots do not represent vitality. They are obviously full of ghosts. Each light spot represents a soul.

For a moment, everyone in the small hall knew what to say about Dai Ning. Call me pessimistic, but I could say those words in such a joking tone.

There is not even a real dragon whose whole body has rotted away. Half of my body is just a skeleton. Countless exotic flowers and plants are growing between my bones. It looks coquettish and safe.

"Bad, bad, bad, people will be bad when something happens. You were under Heaven's control at that time, otherwise someone would have been arranged to save them!"

When Yama visited Gui Jiangchen in the future, I only imagined that place outside. However, after experiencing it personally, I knew why it was a forbidden place.

The first woman walked up to the small hall.

It should be the eight characters of the Palace of Hell written by the quasi-immortal emperor himself.

Had Yama intervened, I might have just started!

On this point, Yama is naturally vague, and Ma Long is the hope that the Shenmu tribe has been waiting for for many epochs.
Chapter completed!
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