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Chapter five hundred and eighty with our master and apprentice(2/2)

The expressions on the exorcists' faces were very entangled.

On the one hand, they respect and thank Tang Luo for this, but on the other hand, they also feel hatred. Why should they seize their strength?

The two emotions are intertwined, and their faces are changing.

Suddenly, the sacred weapon that was originally placed there collapsed on its own.

An exorcist said in surprise: "I..." He suddenly was no longer a resonator.

"Master..." Ao Yulie's voice came from the sky, and hundreds of weapons of various types fell.

Everyone's faces twitched.

"Put it away." Tang Luo said.

Zhu Bajie nodded, took out the Curse House, and put all the sacred weapons into the Curse House.

The Curse House can bring out others from the mission world, but it is not impossible to bring out some items.

But it's not particularly certain.

If it really cannot be brought out, Tang Luo and the others will not force it.

In fact, there is another way, which is to kill all the exorcists. After the sacred weapons collapse, those sacred hearts will become masterless things.

There is absolutely no problem to bring it out like this.

But there are quite a few merit powers that need to be consumed to save the exorcist, but it really doesn't matter how much it earns.

Tang Luo won't do this anymore.

As for the sacred heart hidden in this world, even if it is forgot, it is not realistic to completely pack it up and take it away.

Just follow the flow, just follow the flow.

It’s almost the same for Tang Luo and the others to create such a fate.

Tang Luo took out that special summoning heart: "Since the Destroyer has died, then our mission has been completed."

"Have you found a way to go back?" Buis was stunned.

"That's right." Tang Luo said ambiguously.

"We! We're going back too!"

The group of high school students shouted.

"It will die." Zhu Bajie's expressionless face, his tone was like a gust of wind, "A 90% chance of death. If you are willing to bet on your life with us, come on."

There suddenly became quiet.

"Hmm?" Tang Luo let out a slight doubt.

"What's wrong with Master?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"Come in with me." Tang Luo did not explain, but opened the door to the Curse House and walked in.

Walking into the living room with sacred weapons, a sacred heart flew up and merged into the special sacred heart floating in Tang Luo's hands.

"I can control this sacred heart to merge with other sacred hearts and accumulate the power needed for summoning."

Tang Luo smiled and said, "The sacred heart is indeed destined to be with our master and disciple."
Chapter completed!
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