Its eyes were sucked and could no longer be removed from Zhu Minglang's body.

After the horse-faced man realized something, his hideous horse face showed a strange look of panic but not daring to speak out.

It took a few steps back, and the hand that had originally poked out did not dare to make any moves.

It hurriedly took a huge step. The evil god who was originally going to enjoy its gluttony meal no longer had the courage to stay here. It took two steps at three steps, leaving here without showing any expression and horror!

The horse-faced man was like a hungry monk. While enjoying a table of vegetarian dishes, he suddenly saw a plate of meat. He was shocked and thought to himself, "Sin, sin", and then he had no appetite and ran away!

Although everyone was puzzled by this, it was already more joyful than deep thought for these "Daoist friends" who escaped!

"The magic power of the immortals protects me, and this is a good start for me to wait!" Master Lu is worthy of being a brainwashing cancer in the Immortal God Realm, and immediately attributes this unexplained phenomenon to their ancestor Ji Yuanye!

Everyone would not think about it in this situation, and they all began to thank the ancestors, but they didn't know that if their ancestors could really shock the Buddhas and demons in the underworld, they would not have died so many people before.

While these people were chanting loudly about the blessing of the ancestor, the female Fu Xiu's eyes fell on Zhu Minglang.

Her white cheeks still had fear, but her eyes seemed to gradually gain their own clear understanding.

Although she didn't know how she survived, she subconsciously approached Zhu Minglang much until she was only half a step away from Zhu Minglang, which made her feel a little more at ease.

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

"Duan Hongwu." The female Fu Xiu obviously hadn't come back from her fear and said very quietly.

The moment the woman recited her name, Zhu Minglang captured some past scenes, and an elegant and gentle old friend appeared in front of her, and slowly overlapped with the weak woman in front of her.

Zhu Minglang looked at the female Fu Xiu and couldn't help but float.

It turned out to be the descendant of an old friend. No wonder she accidentally saved her life.

"Why are your surname Duan? Is your father a disbelief?" Zhu Minglang asked in confusion.

Although the female Fu Xiu Duan Hongwu didn't know why the other party asked such a question in such a terrifying environment, she still answered honestly, "We orphans are all with the surname of the dean..."

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

"Well, yes, she looks pretty good, she's just a little lonely, I...I...I...a little regret..."

"What do you mean?" Zhu Minglang continued.

"I shouldn't have come here... I just don't want to disappoint her... I want to be a god who can protect one side, protecting many displaced people like me like the dean, I just want to become stronger..." After the disaster, Duan Hongwu's inner defense had collapsed. She almost instinctively revealed what she said in her heart to this completely strange man.

"Do you know you've gone astray?" Zhu Minglang asked back.

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

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

For some reason, the words of the strange man in front of him were more powerful for Duan Hongwu, far better than all the preaching speeches of Master Lu, the Taoist temple!

She never left her step, especially in such a humble world. I wonder what other terrifying evil things will appear next. At this time, each of them is like plates of tributes placed at a dark intersection. When the ghosts and gods walk at night, they will stretch out their claws to take away one or two!

At this time, Duan Hongwu had already confirmed that the reason why Master Lu summoned so many casual cultivators to perform rituals was to sacrifice them as tributes to the secrets he was about to encounter!

Finally, the ceremony of worshiping ghosts was over, and the spacious dojo was covered with debris from living people!

The only people who survived were some wandering cultivators and the group of immortal master Lu.

"The next thing is our hunting. The dragon souls in the ten halls are extremely rare. I believe that after Mr. Ji Xian returned to his position, he will be happy with this great gift he offered to us!" said Mr. Lu.

The ghost spirit masters and soul flag masters around them naturally knew the real purpose of Mr. Lu. They smiled on their faces, without any slight pity or regret for the residue all over the ground!

The Yinling Masters cast spells again. This time the magic tricks were obviously carefully prepared. The tributes all over the ground and a ceremony that satisfies Yin Chou Shen also qualified them to enter a deeper underworld!

The ancient palace of Taoist temple sinks again, like a layer of abyss falling down. During the fall, everyone was fortunate to see different purgatory, including purgatory like flaming mountains and valleys filled with red tincture oil; there are also purgatory cutters, bone-clearing blades, skull-piercing spears, and rolling blade teeth. There are also purgatory of thousands of blades in the sky and the earth; there are purgatory of naked bodies and frozen in the snow, and then a group of little ghosts took bone sticks to smash the frozen meat of the body!

These purgatory hells in the underworld were, without exception, filled with wail, resentment, regret, and pain. They must repay all the sins they committed in this life before they are thrown into a new cycle of reincarnation!

However, those who have visited these soul flag sects who have visited these purgatory have not known that each of them has long been reserved in these purgatory levels, and they still think that they will reach the sky of happiness after death!

After passing through the purgatory layer, the ancient palace temple was once again wrapped in darkness. This time, the surrounding area was no longer the quiet Jiuyou Water. The ancient palace temple seemed to have fallen into a huge ancient tomb hall, with haras pillars appearing around, and sculptures nearby!

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

Duan Hongwu unconsciously leaned over Zhu Minglang, as if the warmth on Zhu Minglang made her feel alive.

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

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

This is actually very incredible. After all, Mr. Lu is very famous in Xuantian and is a corona-level god. Logically, Duan Hongwu should believe in cultivation and strength, but she doesn't know why Zhu Minglang's words can always bring her a sense of security and trust.

"I... I will never leave you." Duan Hongwu said.
Chapter completed!