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Chapter 132(1/2)

The blood was thicker than Zhao Song imagined. What's important is that there seemed to be a certain evil creature in this blood.

Or it is said that the blood itself is a kind of evil thing.

I threw down a Five Emperors' Disaster Prevention Talisman. Before the Five Emperors' Disaster Prevention Talisman reached the place, it began to burn in the air.

The Five Emperors' Disaster Prevention Talisman turned into paper ashes and fell into this blood pool.

A "sharp" sound.

A piece of black like cooling magma appeared in the blood pool.

Zhao Song signaled little John to go outside to start the car, and everyone would run away at any time when something happened.

Little John went out with his weapon.

Zhao Song looked around here, but still couldn't figure out what the ultimate goal was this witch ceremony.

He is familiar with the rituals of the East, but not with the West.

He wants to find an expert.

After taking a photo, Zhao Song gave a photo to his father in midnight.

"Midnight Daddy, what is this?"

After a while, I took out my cell phone and saw these photos in midnight in Los Angeles.

"What's this?"

He was also a little confused.

Midnight is a voodoo warlock. He is familiar with all the rituals of Vodoo, and can be called the encyclopedia of Vodoo.

But he was not very clear about the other rituals.

The photo Zhao Song gave him clearly showed a sacrifice ceremony of a certain black wizard.

As for whom to sacrifice, what is the purpose.

This is not clear.

He also didn't know much about this.

Fortunately, he soon received several photos, which formed a strange ceremony.

Just as he was frowning and thinking at midnight, a man came to him.

He was dressed in a decent black dress and exuded a damn charm all over his body.

The charm of both men and women.

What's important is that he always has a frivolous smile on his face.

"Aha, midnight, I have long admired Daming."

He walked over with a glass of ale and said.

Midnight looked up at the person who came, his pupils narrowed slightly, and his whole body couldn't help but feel numb, and his heartbeat accelerated.

He was moved.

It can also be said that its hormones are starting to work.

My throat was a little dry at midnight.

Sure enough, all the magic realities say is true.

Lucifer, the demon king who guards the hell of God, has left his post and came to Los Angeles.

The person in front of him was the owner of this bar.

He is also the devil in hell.

A powerful man who can completely avoid Satan.

God's favorite son.

Hell guard.

Lucifer Morning Star.

When I heard Lucifer Chenxing say to him that he had long admired Daming, his father also had some pupils shrinking and his whole body became cold.

Remembered by Lucifer, midnight is not honored.

It is not a good thing to be missed by a top demon king in hell.

Generally speaking, they are coveting the other party's soul.

"Don't be nervous, midnight."

Smelling the fear emanating from midnight, Lucifer said kindly: "I have no interest in catching people in hell.

I don't want to work for the old man anymore.

I, not his slave, just want to enjoy life, that's all.

On the contrary, I am very interested in you exorcists.

What I like most now is to help others.

Not long ago, John Constantine came to me and wanted me to solve the curse on him.

The curse about the giant beast.

Oh, that was really a tricky thing, I recommended him to Egypt.

But what are you doing here? Are you here to drink at midnight or do you need my help?

Trust me, my favorite thing now is to help others, and I don’t even have to sign a contract with me.”

Lucifer does not lie.

All he said is true.

He just likes to fight against the old man.

The old man hopes that he will guard hell, but he will not guard hell. If the old man wants him to be the devil, he will help others.

He carries a rebellious relationship that he never grows up.

Lucifer drank a little wine, glanced across the midnight cell phone, and suddenly pointed at the cell phone and said, "Ah, do you still know some sacrifices?

Isn't this the passage to the stinky dog's nest?

Why, you, the wizard, have the idea of ​​it?

I'm so frank, you wizards are really ignorant of life and death. That smelly dog ​​has a bad temper.

If it arrives, it will eat everything it sees.

He hates the living the most.”

Lucifer said frivolously.

"You mean, is this a summoning formation?"

Daddy Midnight couldn't help but say.

When he heard Lucifer say the smelly dog, he had a bad feeling.

"Of course, this pool of blood is the River Styx.

When the River Styx passed by, of course, in front of the gate were Cerberus and the three-headed dog in Hell.

When the passage opens here, the stinky dog ​​with three heads will run out of the passage and eat all the living people it sees."

Lucifer said casually.

He and Daddy Midnight had a glass of wine and left.

My dad's hair was standing up at midnight.

broken!

He knew things were broken.

Someone summoned Cerberos in New York!

The three-headed dog in hell is not an unknown person.

Quite the contrary, Cerberus is an evil dog guarding the gates of hell in Greek mythology.

It is the goalkeeper of Pluto Hades.

As a dog, it is full of venom.

As a dog, hellfire is still burning on it.

As a dog, it has an extraordinary hatred for the living.

A monster like this appeared in New York.

Daddy Midnight could not imagine what would evolve.
To be continued...
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