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032 Silence(2/2)

"Let's go!"

Behind, the voice of Taoist Tongmiao sounded faintly, as if he had done an inconspicuous little thing.

Zhong Tailai nodded and walked forward. When he passed by the Demon Sect's corpse, he stretched out his hand and the blood knife on the ground had already fallen into his palm.

This is a good thing. The sword in his hand was already a magic weapon, but this knife cut several gaps out of it.

The two people behind saw all his actions, but there was no reaction, and there was even a flash of contempt in their eyes.

The three of them continued to move forward, and from time to time they would encounter one or two hidden disciples of the Golden Peach Sect.

However, they were weak and they didn't have to take action by Taoist Tongmiao, and they were cleaned up by Zhong Tailai.

Only when he met a warrior from Liang Kingdom again, Zhong Tailai could not fight for a long time, the two of them later used the immortal magic to help him kill him.

After a moment, the passage ends.

A huge open space came into view.

Zhong Tailai glanced around and bowed beside Taoist Tongmiao: "Master, it seems that there is no one here."

"Yeah?"

Taoist Tongmiao glanced at him, and his eyes were leaping with fire. He suddenly leaned his fingers and looked at him. In an instant, Lihuo Gouyu turned into a lifelike fire dragon and rushed straight into a rock in the distance.

"Peng!"

The rock collapsed, and a sag suddenly came to my eyes.

In that depression, there were three people hiding, including the Liang Kingdom warrior, the innate master, and a man wearing a black robe who practiced the magic sect.

"Fellow Taoist!"

The man who practiced the Dharma held a blood-red stick and gently touched the ground. Layers of mountain rocks appeared one after another, desperately resisting the roar of the fire dragon.

There was even blood and energy everywhere, covering up perception.

"Let's do it slowly, I have something to say!"

“Um…”

The eyes of the Taoist Tongmiao moved slightly, and the fire dragon immediately stopped in the air, with fiery red eyes glaring at the three of them.

"What are you talking about?"

"Fellow Taoist, please accept this thing."

"call……"

A black shadow came out of the man's sleeve and flew towards the Tongmiao Taoist.

Before the object approaches, it immediately stagnates and shows a token with complex patterns.

"Um?"

Looking at the token in front of him, Taoist Tongmiao couldn't help but frown slightly: "Are you a person there too?"

He didn't know that there were even monks from the Demon Sect in the Immortal Palace?

"I have always been there. The reason why I joined the Demon Sect was to take the task, and I had to do it."

The man whispered: "Fellow Daoist, since you know this thing, you should understand that we are our own people."

“…”

Taoist Tongmiao narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the other party.

After a while, he spoke in silence: "You can leave, but the two around you must stay!"

"certainly!"

The monk grinned, and then he saw that the blood and energy in the field suddenly turned into spiritual snakes and suddenly penetrated into the bodies of the two people beside him.

"But... can the people around fellow Taoist believe it?"

"Peng!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Tailai's face changed suddenly, and the rocks under his feet shattered, and his whole body had already turned into a phantom and rushed towards the road when he came.

At the same time, his hand shook, and the bead suddenly exploded, turning into a thin but pure golden light, blocking all the roads behind him.

"boom……"
Chapter completed!
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