Glamorous Fast Time Guide

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Everyday Calvin cries and chirps.

"The whereabouts of the old devil are strange, insidious and cunning. If we can't kill all the evil spirits in one go this time, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to encircle him next time."

In the Void Dojo, the head of Sanqing sat on his condensed chair, and said solemnly.

Xu Xia is a group of people working in a circle. It is said that the old demon corpse king has almost broken through to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, so everyone dare not underestimate him in this crusade, hoping to combine the power of everyone to wipe out the old devil corpse king in one fell swoop.

Sanqing ordered the arrangement for this time, everyone discussed it for a while, and then they left separately, preparing to lead the team to encircle and suppress the evil spirits.

Just as Su Liushui stood up, he saw Taoist Chaoyu's expression of wanting to stop him and want to talk to him, but he left so quickly that he didn't have time to stop him, and he couldn't catch up with him in front of everyone .

Yaoshan was in charge of intercepting the left end, and soon they reached the edge of the snow mountain along the desert.

The demon disciples who were patrolling had already spotted them. Each of the demon disciples was wearing dark clothes, manipulating the corpses, and holding up resentful flags. When they saw them, they immediately ran back into the snow mountain in panic.

A monk wanted to capture him alive to ask him something, but found that when he shot a spell, he touched a transparent protective film.

"The formation master came out to break the formation." A leader in Yaoshan pondered for a while, not knowing if the protective film was something done by the old devil, so cautiously, he called the formation master to break the formation.

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On the farthest snow peak.

"Old Ancestor." The demon cultivator knelt outside the cave, the snow seeped into the fabric of his knees, he shivered, but it wasn't from the cold, but from being frightened by the huge formation of monks outside.

"Old Ancestor, there are many... many monks have come to invade our Silver Snow Mountain."

At this time, in the depths of the snowy mountain cave, a very tall figure was sitting next to a coffin, leaning against it, without blinking his eyes. His body was covered with falling snow, and he did not know how long he had been sitting.

After a long time, he moved, leaned his face against the side of the coffin, stretched out his pimple-covered tongue, and licked the clean coffin.

And in the corner, there are still many old coffins that have been melted by the snow, densely packed, piled up in the deep cave, which is a bit scary.

His voice was almost gentle, so gentle that people felt goosebumps on their backs, he said, "Master Huo, I'll go and drive those little bugs away first, you wait for me."