Looking at the young Taoist priest in tattered Taoist robes, there was a hoarse laughter from inside the coffin: "What a little celestial master."

The bright white dots all over the sky didn't know how to respond, they just flew above the coffin, looking at the fully opened coffin, I was extremely excited.

"A Taoist celestial master has arrived, can you still laugh?"

From the white jade coffin, which was obviously only the size of a person, came another playful female voice, the tone seemed extremely disdainful.

The hoarse male voice rang again and asked, "How is he compared to Zhang Shengren?"

"But Zhang Shengren is not as good as him when he is his age." The woman hesitated for a while, and then played with her taste: "You do not know how to die, do you still think that you are the demon king from ten thousand years ago?"

"That's enough."

The husky man chuckled and said, "You mean you don't want me to escape?"

"But don't even think about it. If I break the monster lock formation, I'm free, so aren't you free too?"

The woman seemed unwilling to talk about this with the man, and stopped responding.

The hoarse man who had no bickering seemed a little bored, "I have lived in Chiyang Mountain for ten thousand years, and I can be regarded as the owner of this mountain. Since there are guests here today, it seems unreasonable not to wait for tea..."

The bright white light spots in the sky are constantly dancing, and the excitement is abnormal

……

Chen Qilin, who was the first to see the bronze door, suddenly had a yearning look on his face, replaced by a kind of anger, and a red light loomed on his chest.

Qilin's true blood appeared, the bronze door in front of Chen Qilin's eyes shattered, and the man in black appeared in front of the devastated valley again.

Chen Qilin clutched his chest and panted heavily, his dark eyes were a little scared.

Feeling that the situation around him was not right, Lu Chen, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, looked back from the top of Chiyang Mountain.

Chen Qilin looked at the young Taoist priest and said with difficulty: "I'm in an illusion."

It was only then that Lu Chen realized that there was a lot of evil spirit lingering around him, and he wanted to erode the soul of the young Taoist priest, but Lu Chen had various means of self-protection.

Looking at the three people with different expressions not far away, the mahogany sword in Lu Chen's hand flashed with lightning, shattering the evil spirit around him, and awakening the three of them.

The young Taoist sighed and said, "The monster energy accumulated for thousands of years is really extraordinary."

Earlier, Lu Chen cut off the torrent of demonic energy, preventing his group from being swallowed by the demonic energy.

But because too much monster energy accumulated here, which was cut off by Lu Chen, affected everyone's thoughts, which made them have illusions.

Illusions are the things that people care about or miss the most in their hearts. Over time, they will damage people's minds and souls, and evil spirits will enter the body and invade the three souls and seven souls.

The three people whose picture suddenly disappeared in front of them woke up leisurely, looked at each other in blank dismay as they saw everything that suddenly disappeared in front of them.

The young Taoist explained a few more words, and Kong Linger and the three finally realized that everything in front of them was just their imagination.

Li Zheng, whose tears were faintly stained, suddenly pointed at the two people in the distance, and said in surprise, "Those two devils are also delusional!"

In the distance, there are Moore with a frightened face and Ichiro Matsushima who is kneeling.

Lu Chen looked at the black Moore who kept spinning around in place, and smiled coldly: "What he sees is not an illusion."

"what is that?"

Lu Chen's eyes were deep, and he murmured softly, "It's retribution."

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Chapter 38 Unchanging the Unchanged 【Recommendation, Monthly Pass! 】

Before Moore's eyes, the world was pitch black.

Surrounded by a female ghost, around him, on the left, on the front, and on the left, and the ghost baby who kept grinning at him.

"Moore..."

"Moore..."

……

These women kept calling his name in all directions, just entwined around the black man, smiling sternly or howlingly.

"No, no!"

Moore was already standing in it trembling: "I don't know you, I don't know you!"

A skinny woman covered in needles grabbed the black man's shoulders, her eyes were hollow and her face was covered with veins like earthworms, and she shouted, "How come you don't know me?"

The woman tore off the needle from her body, stabbed the black Moore in front of her fiercely, and said angrily, "It was you who secretly laid these on me and turned me into a ghost, how could you not know me?" I?"

"Say it, say it!"

Seeing the sharp needle piercing his shoulder, there was no blood left, and an indescribable pain came from Moore's soul, like a sharp pain like a thousand knives twisting his heart.

Moore could clearly see that the blood vessels and veins under his skin were like fresh earthworms, churning and writhing in severe pain.

"You don't know her, what about me?"

Moore, who kept retreating, felt that he had hit a cold stone wall. The black man looked back, and saw a woman hanging in mid-air, with an iron-purple tongue sticking out, and a length of hemp rope wrapped around her neck.

The hanged woman stretched out her hands towards the black man, her bruised tongue stretched out and wrapped around Moore's neck, and the woman wailed bitterly: "Credit cards, loans...you won't forget these bills of mine, right?"

"You won't forget the call I made to you before I committed suicide, right?"

"And I!"

The rotten woman covered with maggots had her eyes deeply embedded in the muscles of the black man's arms. She gritted her teeth and said, "For money, you secretly drugged me, and let those people ruin me and make me sick..."

"You ruined my family..."

"Son, this is your father, go and call your father..."

"Ho ho ho, my dear, I'm here, let me see if your heart under this black skin is also black..."

……

All of a sudden, screams of fierce ghosts and shrill laughter rushed to Moore from all directions, and Moore felt as painful as if his soul was about to be torn apart.

"no, do not want!"

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