In the dark and cold ghost realm, a wisp of fresh air quietly emerged, and the fresh air rose, surrounding Moqiu, and an abundance of vitality emerged.

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This vitality, like a bright sun in the sky, surged up vigorously.

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The ghosts within a thousand miles are all crazy and madly running towards this place.

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Has there ever been such a gluttonous feast in the underworld?

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Even the ghost generals and ghost kings could not suppress the desire for yang energy inscribed in the depths of the ghost body for a while, and their hearts grew greedy.

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Mo Qiu closed his eyes tightly, allowing his body's qi and blood to rise, and the Nascent Soul in his body swiftly chomping down, restraining the mana that was about to burst out of his body.

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As if aware of something, he frowned slightly.

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Immediately.

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"Boom..."

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A mass of illusory flames emerged out of thin air, melted into the blood, and the icy chilling meaning suddenly rose, covering all directions in an instant.

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The body of the ghost in the distance froze for a moment, and then his face showed panic.

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"what!"

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A scream rang out.

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On the plains, among the mountains, and in the crevices of the rocks, countless ghosts let out shrill screams, and the ghosts gradually dissipated under the illumination of the extremely yin and real fire.

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Just like the sun in the sky.

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Not only can it illuminate the vitality of all things, but it also has the ability to burn everything, and everything depends on the mind.

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"Huh..."

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Opening his eyes, Mo Qiu let out a sigh of turbid air, the breath on his body slowly subsided, and finally he returned to his original state and never appeared again, just like before.

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Breakthrough, unimpeded success.

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It was only at this time that the ghosts present came to their senses. The existence of the late-stage ghost king who has been slaughtering two ghost kings in succession was only the cultivation level of the early Nascent Soul.

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Even now, it is only the first time in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

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In terms of cultivation, among all the ghosts, they are not even ranked!

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"Congratulations!"

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Di Ku bowed his hands again.

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"You're welcome." Mo Qiu's face was calm, and he didn't seem to care much about his breakthrough, but in the eyes of others, it was true.

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Mo Qiu's strength is far beyond the realm of cultivation, even if he becomes the middle stage of Nascent Soul, there may not be much change.

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He cupped his hands and said:

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"This time, thanks to the prince's secret plan, he was able to kill the existence of the two ghost kings in one fell swoop. Mo Moufang has today's chance, but in fact it is nothing."

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"The Taoist is too modest." Di Ku shook his head:

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"If you don't have the supreme magic power and sky-reaching cultivation of the Taoist Lord, let me and others do all kinds of tricks, and in the face of real strength, there is nothing you can do."

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"This time..."

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He bowed his hands in earnest:

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"Thank you!"

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"Yeah." Mo Qiu nodded, not intending to get confused in this regard, and instead asked:

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"What's your next plan, lord?"

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"I want to go to Qifei Palace first." Di Ku stretched out his hand, picked up the Qifei Heavenly Sword on the ground, thought about it, and handed it to Mo Qiu:

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"The origin of the ghost Yong Xuetian is mysterious. He has been hiding in King Lu's realm for thousands of years. Nine times out of ten, his father's dark illness was caused by him. It can be said that the death of the father and the king is inseparable from him. Today, he died in cooperation with you and me. Below, this king is very grateful."

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"What he asked for is the inheritance of King Lu. Thanks to the help of the Taoist master, he just fell short. This treasure is extraordinary, and I hope the Taoist master will accept it."

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His tone was sincere, and his face was rarely moved.

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Mo Qiu's eyes flicker.

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Wang Huang's vestments and gloves are also extraordinary. They are the most top-notch ghost weapons. He has already kept them in his pocket. Logically speaking, this item belongs to Emperor Ku, after all, he has a close relationship with the ghost king Yongxue.

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but…

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"Alright."

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Mo Qiu reached out and took it:

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"Thanks!"

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"Haha..." Di Ku Lang smiled:

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"If you want to say thank you, it should be said by this king."

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"There is also a hidden back-hand of Yongxuetian in the Qifei Palace. Just in case, this king needs to take a step first. When this matter is over, I will talk about it later."

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"Well." Mo Qiu nodded:

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"My lord, be careful."

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……

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The basin is a mess.

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Several figures watched Di Ku and a group of ghosts move away, and everyone turned their attention one after another.

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Fairy Feng Ling frowned, she didn't hide her thoughts in front of her own people, and said coldly:

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"Mo Qiu, you have to be careful of this scheming King Lu. He can count the master of the ancestral temple and his master, and he can't trust you."

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"good."

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Cai Zhenren stroked his beard and nodded, his face dignified:

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"This ghost is amazing. He can find a silver lining in the predicament to fight back, and almost wipe out the hidden dangers around him in one fell swoop. It is truly extraordinary, and it is also incomprehensible."

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"His strength..."

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"I'm afraid there is something hidden!"

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Mo Qiu nodded slowly.

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He has big eyes of Luofa, and his eyesight far surpasses everyone present. He can see that even if he doesn't take action, there may not be anything wrong with Di Ku in the end.

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However, beheading the ghost of Yongxuetian and witnessing the fall of a ghost king in the later stage would be of great benefit to him, so in the end he did not hesitate.

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"Two seniors, don't worry."

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He spoke slowly:

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"I will pay attention."

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Fairy Fengling reminded again:

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"Birds are all bowed, rabbits are dead and dogs are cooked. There is still a great enemy in the King of Lu. Di Ku may not do anything to you, but it is inevitable that he will not attack Quanzhen Dao in the future."

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"You need to be careful."

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"Yes." Mo Qiu bowed his head:

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"Junior is prepared, Di Ku will not dare to turn against me in a short time."

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As for how long it has been.

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He is confident and makes the other party not dare to turn his back.

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"Really?" Fairy Feng Ling's eyes flashed, she didn't ask the specific reason, she just nodded and chose to believe in Mo Qiu:

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"That's good."

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"Master!" At this moment, Qin Sirong lowered her head and said in a muffled voice:

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"So, all this was just a trap for ghosts from the beginning?"

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"Si Rong." Qin Qingrong's expression changed slightly, she stepped forward and gently pressed her wrist, and said softly:

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"The reason why I didn't tell you beforehand was because I was afraid that your expression was different and that the ghosts such as Wang Huang would detect it, and the matter would fall short."

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"It's not just you, Wang Hu and the others don't know either."

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She knew the grief in the other party's heart and whispered:

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"Your master made all preparations in order to ensure your safety, and even told me that in the end, even if Wang Huang could not be seriously injured, he would save your life."

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"Everything is ready..." Qin Sirong's delicate body trembled slightly, her head was lowered, her long hair covered her cheeks, making it impossible to see her expression, but her voice seemed unwilling.

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Mo Qiu glanced at her, not knowing how to appease his emotions, so he could only put it down temporarily, saying:

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"As soon as Wang Huang died, the ghosts in the ancestral temples who stayed in the Lu palace will probably notice. Let's hurry over and don't let them go."

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"Yes!"

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Fairy Feng Ling narrowed her beautiful eyes, her eyes flashing coldly:

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"Exorcise the evil, let's go!"

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When the sound fell, it turned into a sky-shattering sword light, pierced through the void, and flew towards the location of Prince Lu's residence.

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The others looked at each other and followed one after another.

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……

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Qifei Palace.

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"Da da…"

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The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

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A man and a woman entered the hall.

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The man was Emperor Ku of King Lu, but the woman was unexpectedly Ying Taizhen who had never set foot in the underworld for many years.

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The two held hands, the man had a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing, and the woman was beautiful and graceful, just like a pair of beautiful people.

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"Too true."

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Di Ku's voice softened, and he stretched out his hand and pointed lightly forward:

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"This is the Qifei Palace that I have mentioned to you many times. I was taken over by Master to live there when I was very young."

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"Every grass, every tree, every flower and one stone here."

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He gently stroked the table and rocks in front of him, his eyes were complicated, and he said leisurely:

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"I know it all in my chest, even better than what's going on in the mansion that my father gave me."

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Ying Taizhen's beautiful eyes flickered, but she did not answer the other party's words, but quietly looked at Di Ku, with a complicated expression:

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"Will you blame me?"

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"Blame you?" Di Ku retracted his eyes:

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"how do I say this?"

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"Master asked me to restrain you, UU reading www.uukanshu.com even used a secret method to connect our lives and souls." Ying Taizhen smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice:

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"Now, I have become your burden, your death point. In the future, if the master uses me to blackmail you and force you to do what you don't want to do, what should you do?"

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"Taizhen." Di Ku reached out and stroked Ying Taizhen's cheek, his eyes full of affection:

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"You and I should live and die together, so how can I live up to the oath I made to you, what's the burden?"

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"Besides..."

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"How could Dao Master Mo be that kind of person?"

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