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"Perhaps it's also easy to understand. This is the same situation that some people experienced when they were young. [] Just like us, we have received such an inhuman education since childhood, and the hatred that cannot be vented can only be transformed into cold and murderous intent. Things are passed on little by little, so that more people can experience the same misery as us, and only when others suffer, can we feel satisfied."

The few people were talking, and they were silent for a while, except for Wu's occasional dull and painful sound, the atmosphere was quite quiet for a while.

Gradually, there was a sound of steady footsteps in the distance. Judging from the direction, it should be running in through the door of evil spirits.

Hina looked warily at the main direction who heard the sound of footsteps.Not long after, an old man with a bald head and nine black spots on his head walked over, wearing a strange gray monk's robe.

He is very burly, with a bright red blood mole on his forehead, giving people a distinct feeling of alien style.

Looking at this alien with a unique appearance, but unable to feel his presence, Hina asked in a deep voice, not sure whether the other party was kind or not:

"who are you?"

"I'm a traveler. I watched the door of evil spirits open again, and a group of ghosts moved around. I heard that the place is where the spiritual circle leading to the other world is located. I wanted to find out. Unfortunately, I met you on the road."

The monk clasped his hands together and closed his eyes slightly. His monk's robe did not cover that half of his body, exposing a strong arm. The rolling muscles exuded a breath of surging strength, highlighting the extraordinary strength of this person.The string of huge black rosary beads around his neck rose and fell gently with his breath.

Although powerful, the monk did not have a threatening aura.

When the monk felt Wu's painful expression, and found the blood curse symbol looming on the back of her neck, he frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Blood curse?"

Seeing the essence of the blood curse on the visitor at a glance, and seeming to understand this kind of thing, Hina couldn't help asking: "Master, do you understand this thing? Is there a solution?"

The monk nodded and said, "Know a thing or two."

Although some couldn't understand the hidden meaning of some of the monk's words, but this master who couldn't figure out the subtlety really seemed to have a way, and Hina could only pin her hopes on the visitor.

"Removing the blood curse that has been deeply rooted since childhood will consume a lot of vitality in my body, and I can only save one person in a short time. I don't guarantee success, I can only try my best."

"It's okay, please master you," Hina quickly thanked.

The monk nodded and walked towards Wu who was suffering.

Just when the monk was about to treat her, Wu shook her head, pointed to Daisy who was still unconscious and said:

"Master, if you have a way, you should save my daughter first. We don't have much time, so there's no need to save a so-called person like me first."

"Poor parents in the world, I understand."

The monk nodded, turned around and walked towards Rennes, staring at the unconscious Daisy, he said to Rennes:

"Young man, put the girl down, I'll cast a spell."

Ren obeyed and carefully placed Daisy on the ground. The old man held one hand in front of him, closed his eyes and began to recite inexplicable mantras.

The monk's beard and hair fluttered, and the air trembled together. Daisy was wrapped in a golden mask, and inside the mask, a series of conjoined physical Sanskrit sounds could not stay on Daisy's body, occasionally Several strings poured into the talisman behind her.Under the impact of the continuous Sanskrit sound, the fresh blood curse was gradually softened by the integration of the Sanskrit sound...

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Outside the gate of evil spirits, the Clown King casually held the blood-stained long sword behind his shoulder, and looked curiously at the "youth" in front of him.

Except for a pair of black hole pupils, the man's appearance is completely just a boy in his 20s, and the astonishing black mist and attire that the boy exudes do not indicate his original identity.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the shadowy moon patriarch who has been famous for more than a hundred years is still so young in appearance. This makes us young people who are only in their forties and fifty years old and have already grown old. Teach me how to take care of it?"

The young man in front of him was the previous shadow ghost. Under the pressure of the Clown Emperor's sword intent, even the cloak covering his face was torn to pieces by the sword energy. .

At this time, if the shadow ghost could kill with his eyes, it is estimated that the Clown Emperor would have died more than a hundred times.

Dark black blood kept dripping from Shadow Ghost's body, his hand with the arm blade trembled uncontrollably, and he almost lost consciousness.

Seeing the black blood dripping all over the ground, the Clown King opened his ridiculous mouth and said:

"Old man, you are really not human anymore, no wonder you can live for so long. Now you run again, wasn't it very majestic before, why did you suddenly shrug? It was not easy to meet someone who ran fast, but I didn't play for a while In this way, should I cry?"

Chouhuang exaggeratedly made a gesture of rubbing his eyes, with a pitiful expression on his face, flipping the long sword in his other hand, and playing all kinds of sword tricks.

Then he squinted his eyes and said to Shadow Ghost with a strange face: "It seems that you will become the first damn holy power in my hands, this honor is really precious."

Snapped his fingers and lightened the blade of the sword, and there was a beeping echo on the steel. At that moment, the figure of the Clown Emperor was blurred again, and three figures burst out at the same time and rushed towards the shadow ghost, like streams of light. shine.

As soon as the shadow ghost gritted his teeth, his whole body exploded, and then the first part of his body spread out to form six bodies with similar shapes. The three beams of light emitted by the Clown King instantly changed direction and hit the bodies of the three shadow ghosts , Three puffs of black blood mist sprayed out at the same time, the Clown King killed three real clones with an absolutely fierce sword strike, but there were still three other bodies that started to flee in different directions at the same time.

"Want to run!"

The Ugly Queen came first, and cast another instant shadow attack on one of the shadow ghosts. The meteor-like sword was shining, piercing the heart of one of the shadow ghosts again gorgeously, but there were still two people running in different directions. The Shadow Ghost, the Clown King just tried his best to catch up with one of them, and then killed the other Shadow Ghost in the same way with Shun Ying Strike.

Looking at the last figure who escaped, the Clown King sniffled, and said depressedly: "One was escaped. It really is an old monster. The way of escape is strange, and the body can be divided into six parts. Now, what am I going to chase? Still chasing, or chasing?"

Before the words were finished, the image of the clown was once again blurred in place.

The Shadow Ghost had already fled to the vicinity of the Devil's Gate. Although the figure behind him was chasing closely, he had enough time to escape back to the Devil's Gate because of the distance he had opened.

Glancing at the battlefield inadvertently, it happened that the last holy-level ghost gradually fell down. One of its ghost heads was frozen by the freezing technique, while the other head seemed to be crushed by some kind of powerful energy impact, falling bloody. full head.And the remaining ordinary ghosts were wiped out one by one under the suppression of the Storm Army.

Shadow Ghost didn't take a second look at the situation on the battlefield. His goal was to return to the world inside the gate again, which was his homeland. As long as he returned to the original world, he would live in that world with a stronger attitude. After all, only that world is the place where his source of power was born, and even defeated the annoying opponent before.

When he was about to go in, a tall figure stopped in front of the devil's door.

Rosirio stood outside the door, looked at the strange figure with cold eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Shadow ghost?"

"Master Marshal, don't be ill, I happen to have something to go in, please excuse me."

Rosirio's Thunder Sword stopped at the intersection, and he shouted: "Shadow Ghost, you did a good job, how much has our Stormwind City lost because of this time, do you still want to go back like this?"

"Even if it has already happened, killing me will not make up for the loss, so what do you want?"

"Then take your head in exchange!"

The violent thunder brilliance erupted from Rosirio's body, and the shadow ghost did not retreat but advanced, no matter how injured he was, he still had to pass through that gate. The Clown King has arrived...

After narrowly dodging Rosirio's super powerful blow, Shadow Ghost successfully avoided the frontal blow, and walked through the evil ghost's door with a sliding step.

Just when Shadow Ghost thought he could escape, the demon door was suddenly frozen. Shadow Ghost hit the thick ice wall and was thrown back. Not far away, there was a blue-white robed mage with the appearance of a girl walking towards him. , There are flying ice birds all around her.

The Ugly Emperor also followed, and after a moment of stagnation, he sprinted away at a faster speed.

Encircled and suppressed by the three saint-level powerhouses, the shadow ghost finally showed a look of fear, and there was no escape angle. Under the powerful blow of the thunderbolt sword, his pupils widened, and he desperately welcomed this life. Last minute.

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Inside the ghost gate.

The talisman on Wu's back lit up again, this time it never stopped, but kept shining crazily.Wu's whole body seemed to have fallen into madness, she didn't know what kind of pain she was enduring, and kept turning over on the ground.

Daisy was also in the same situation. The back of her neck shone brightly, and the ghost head was more ferocious than ever. She was woken up from a coma, and Ren could feel that Daisy's vitality was rapidly weakening.

The monk frowned, he didn't expect the blood curse to break out at this time, and it couldn't be lifted for a while. If it was at this time, the girl in front of him would just die violently in front of his eyes.

"Girl, hold on, give it a little more time!"

Ren stepped forward and hugged Daisy tightly, wrapping her arms around her. A small blood array gradually appeared on his forehead, which was the symbiotic curse when he made a contract with Daisy.

Silver-white things with great vitality gradually flowed out from his forehead, flowing towards the blood formation in front of Daisy's forehead, and Daisy's crazy movements gradually calmed down.

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