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Chapter 48: The Ghost Emperor Comes in Person(2/2)

When Zhou Mu and others saw this in the distance, they were secretly speechless.

Looking around, I saw the person who had just captured Xu Tong Xiaoding, wearing a luxurious purple and gold dragon robe and a bead curtain imperial crown on his head. He couldn't see his face clearly, but it was not difficult to recognize from the clothes. He was Taozhishan's.

Ghost Emperor Shen Tu.

On the other side, the Blue Emperor, the Red Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Five Great Demon Kings have reached the third level.

At this time, the last curtain slowly opened. Zhou Mu and others took a closer look and immediately wanted to lower their heads and run away. They saw this man wearing a black white dragon emperor robe, holding a long sword at his waist, and standing behind him.

Two figures.

If Xu Tong was still awake at this moment, he would definitely recognize that it was his master and master.

And this great emperor is none other than the Southern Ghost Emperor, Du Ziren, among the five ghost emperors.

Even the King of Hell, Yin Cao, might not be able to see these great emperors on weekdays, but today there were so many of them that it made one’s scalp numb to see them.

Especially Du Ziren, this guy is definitely a different kind, one of the ruthless people that Zhou Mu and others dare not provoke.

Du Ziren looked at the arrow on Lilith's chest on the ground, frowned and said, "Mother Meng, you have crossed the line."

Po Meng was startled. She looked at the ghost emperors in front of her, her expressions suddenly brightening and darkening. She knew that what she did here just now might not be hidden from the discernment of these ghost emperors.

But it is obviously not an easy thing to make a woman admit her mistake. What's more, although Po Meng's rank and strength are far inferior to those in front of her, she does not give in at all.

Looking sideways at Xu Tong: "This man's soul is a native soul. I suspect that he is related to the God of Death, so I took action to keep him. What's wrong?"

But as soon as Meng Po said these words, the beaded curtain above Du Ziren's head swayed slightly, and the next second, a loud slap hit Po Meng's face.

Du Ziren looked down at Po Meng condescendingly, his slender red phoenix eyes formed a straight line under the bead curtain: "I said you were wrong, you are wrong!"
Chapter completed!
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