Chapter 1509: The Shadow of an Old Man

Its eyeballs seemed to be sucked in, and it could no longer move away from Zhu Minglang's body.

After the horse-faced man realized something, a strange expression of panic but dare not speak out appeared on its ferocious horse face.

It took a few steps back, and the hand that was stretched out didn't dare to move at all.

It hastily took huge strides, and the god of evil, who was about to enjoy its gluttonous feast, no longer had the courage to stay here. It took three steps in parallel, silently and terrified Get out of here!

This horse-faced man is like a hungry monk who was enjoying a table of vegetarian food when he suddenly saw a plate of meat and meat. He was shocked and said "sin, sin" in his heart, and then he didn't feel any more. Appetite, run away!

Although everyone was puzzled by this, for these "fellow Taoists" who had escaped, the joy was greater than the thought!

"Immortal mana, bless me for waiting, this is a good start for us!" Immortal Master Lu is worthy of being a brainwashed tumor in the world of immortals and gods, and immediately attributed this unexplainable phenomenon to their patriarch Ji Yuanye!

Everyone would not think about it in this situation, and each of them started to thank the patriarch, but they didn't know that if their patriarch could really deter these Buddhas and demon gods in the underworld, so many people would not have died tragically before.

While these people were chanting the blessings of the patriarch aloud, the eyes of the female talisman cultivator fell on Zhu Minglang.

There was still fear on her fair cheeks, but her eyes seemed to gradually gain a clear understanding of their own.

Although she didn't know how she survived, she subconsciously approached Zhu Minglang a lot, until she was only half a step away from Zhu Minglang, which reassured her a little.

"What's your name?" Zhu Minglang didn't mind, and asked with a smile.

"Duan Hongwu." The female Fuxiu obviously hadn't recovered from her panic, she said in a very low voice.

The moment the woman pronounced her name, Zhu Minglang sensed some pictures of the past, and an elegant and feminine old man appeared in front of his eyes, and slowly overlapped with the weak woman in front of him.

Zhu Minglang looked at this female talisman cultivator, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

It turned out to be a descendant of an old friend, no wonder Hui saved her life by mistake.

"Why is your surname Duan? Is your father a heartless man?" Zhu Minglang asked puzzled.

Although the female talisman repairer Duan Hongwu didn't know why the other party asked such a question in such a terrifying environment, she still replied honestly, "We orphans all follow the dean's surname..."

"Where's your dean, are you still alive?" Zhu Minglang continued to ask.

"Well, well, she looks fine, just lonely, I... I... regret it..."

"How to say?" Zhu Minglang continued to ask.

"I shouldn't have come here... I just don't want to disappoint her... I want to be a god who can bless one side, guarding many displaced people like me like the dean, I just want to become stronger... For the rest of her life after the catastrophe, Duan Hongwu's inner defense line had obviously collapsed, and she almost instinctively confided the words in her heart to this completely unfamiliar man.

"Do you also know that you have gone astray?" Zhu Minglang asked back.

"I...I..." Duan Hongwu didn't know how to answer.

"But you are lucky to be forgiven. Stay with me and you will be fine." Zhu Minglang said to her.

For some reason, the words of this strange man in front of him are more powerful to Duan Hongwu, far better than all the previous preaching speeches of Master Lu in the dojo!

She never leaves her, especially in such a world of the underworld. I don't know what horrible ghosts will appear next. At this time, each of them is like a plate of tributes placed at a dark crossroads, nocturnal ghosts and gods. Passing by, they will stretch out their paws to take away one or two!

At this time, Hong Wu had already confirmed that the reason why Master Lu summoned so many casual cultivators to perform rituals together was to sacrifice them as tributes to the evil men who were about to meet!

Finally, this ghost respecting ceremony is over, and the spacious dojo is covered with the detritus of living people!

The only ones who survived were some casual cultivators and Lu Xianshi.

"The next step is our hunting. The dragon souls in the ten halls are extremely rare. After Ji Xiangong returns to the throne, he will definitely be happy for this great gift we have presented!" Lu Hou said.

The Yinling masters and Soul Banner masters around naturally knew Lu Hou's real purpose. They had smiles on their faces, and they didn't show any pity or regret for the debris all over the ground!

The Yinling masters cast spells again, this time the magical spells were obviously well-prepared, and the tributes all over the floor and a ceremony that satisfied the Yin and Bad Gods also qualified them to enter the deeper world of the underworld!

The ancient palace of the dojo sank again, falling down like layers of abyss. During the process of falling, everyone was fortunate to see different purgatory, such as the purgatory that was like a mountain of flames, and the valley was filled with red kerosene; Blades, skull-piercing spears, and rolling blade teeth are densely piled up in the Ten Thousand Blades Purgatory between the sky and the earth; there is also a cold torture purgatory where a group of imps hold bone sticks and smash their frozen flesh into pieces!

These hells were once, without exception, full of howling, full of resentment, full of remorse, full of pain, and they must pay for all the sins they committed in this life before being thrown into a new cycle!

However, the people of the Soul Flag sect who have visited these purgatory, they do not know that each of them has been reserved in these purgatory layers, and they also think that they will be in the sky of bliss after death!

After passing through the purgatory layer, the ancient palace dojo was once again enveloped by darkness. This time, the surrounding area was no longer the tranquil Jiuyoushui. The ancient palace dojo seemed to have fallen into a huge ancient mausoleum hall, and a root of Yan appeared around it. Column, there is a statue nearby!

The gloomy and eerie mausoleum made these gods in the world look like prisoners who were about to be sent to the execution ground, and they were under a huge pressure in their hearts.

Duan Hongwu unconsciously leaned on Zhu Minglang, as if the temperature on Zhu Minglang's body made her feel alive.

Zhu Minglang patted her and comforted her gently: "It's okay, I don't know if they can get out of here alive, but we definitely can."

In Duan Hongwu's perception, an immortal master like Luhou should be the top of the gods, but from the tone of this strange man in front of him, Duan Hongwu could hear a sense of disdain and contempt.

This is actually very unbelievable. After all, Lu Hou has a great reputation in Xuantian. He is a god at the corona level. It stands to reason that Duan Hongwu should believe in his cultivation and strength, but she doesn't know why Zhu Minglang's words can always bring Give her a sense of security and trust.

"I... I will stay with you." Duan Hongwu said.

"Well, very nice."