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Chapter 1572

The Black and White Shuangsha are infinitely close to the Grand Master.

But working together, they are no match for the person in front of them. Visually, this person is actually above the Grand Master.

"Walk!"

Even though the temptation is great, life is at stake.

Just as the two were about to leave, the old man was much faster than them.

Bang!!!

Only two slaps were heard in the darkness, and both black and white demons were sent flying onto the road.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and there was a strong sense of fear in his eyes.

"Senior, I know I was wrong, please let us go." Heisha immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

The old man said indifferently: "Isn't your Ming sect always domineering? Why are you so timid this time?"

"We don't dare to do it anymore, actually..."

Bai Sha wanted to blame the matter on the big shot behind him.

"Friend, give me some face."

There was a sinister wind all around, and a short middle-aged man, only 1.5 meters tall, appeared with a dangerous smile on his face.

"Lord Ghost Lord, help me." The black and white evil spirits seemed to have seen the savior.

The old man sneered and said: "Who did I think it was? It turns out to be Little Ghost Zhou, one of the three ghost kings."

"Old Ghost Luo, long time no see." The King of Hell also sneered.

"After so many years, your skill seems to have not improved. It is still in the middle stage of innateness. When will you be able to ascend to the position of Daguijun?"

Hearing this, both black and white were shocked. The old man knew Guijun and could see the power behind him.

Could it be that he is an innate master? No wonder they are not opponents. What level is he?

He is just a little grandmaster, he is nothing in front of the other party.

You must know that there are only three Ghost Lords, second only to the Cult Leader, and each of them is in the innate realm.

Then there are the five kings of hell, and then there is the judge, the black and white evil spirits.

Zhou Guijun smiled slightly: "Aren't you also very strong? We are each other, but I am younger than you."

"That's not necessarily the case."

The old man took a step forward, and powerful power surged out, instantly solidifying the surrounding air.

"The peak of innateness!" Zhou Guijun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Want a fight?"

Zhou Guijun shook his head: "We try our best, but you and I can't do anything to each other, so why don't we sit down and talk?"

"No need, but I want to teach those two brats a lesson."

"As long as it doesn't hurt your life, you can do whatever you want!"

The ghost king's words made the black and white evil spirits turn pale, and they were beaten away before they could ask for mercy.

puff--

The two of them were severely injured and were dying.

The old man dispersed all their internal energy, which was regarded as repaying Ling Fei's absorbed internal energy.

In the end, the two of them lay on the ground like dead dogs.

Zhou Guijun looked unhappy and disappeared into the street with the two of them.

At this time, Ling Fei looked at the changes on the field and became more determined to become stronger.

Otherwise, she would not be able to maintain her internal strength. When she saw the old man who saved her walking towards her, she stood up and said, "Senior, thank you for saving my life."

"The little girl back then has grown so big now. You just had your internal energy absorbed. Wait a minute."

After saying that, he pulled Ling Fei's hand in and injected his own energy into it.

"Thank you, senior."

A few seconds later, the old man said with a smile: "You're welcome, your grandfather and I are old friends. You can call me Mr. Luo."
Chapter completed!
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