Just between Zang Jiao and the mysterious chase, the sky exploded with a thunderstorm, looking up, although the white clouds were fluttering, but the sun was still sufficient, how could there be a hint of rain?

Everyone didn't take it to heart, but the Lord of the Dust City saw the clue and watched the purple clouds that were departing at a rapid speed in the far sky.

"Stop fighting! look!" Mystery no longer dodged, and stopped at Zhengsedao, at this time he seemed to be a different person.

When Zang Jiao heard this, she immediately put away her smile and looked in the direction of the mysterious finger with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Zang Jiao stared at the sky vigilantly and asked mysteriously in a soft voice.

"What a big bird flew over!hahahaha!" After saying that, Mysteriously immediately hugged his head and ran.

"You haven't been beaten enough for itchy skin, have you?" Zang Jiao looked at the mysterious back of the fart that had run away, and the root of her teeth itched, and she waved her cane and chased after her.

At this time, the thunder master who passed through the air sneezed.

"Over there, you can't go over there! Why did everyone go over there, it seems that the abolished prince is indeed a leading figure! Even if he is reincarnated, the fate of heaven is not shallow. ”

"But all the strong people in the world are more or less related to him, and the heavens are gathering all the strong people in the world through him in the dark!" thought Mysteriously as he ran.

"It seems that the day of my deadline is not far away!" the mysterious expression inadvertently solemnized.

"Cut!"

"Whatever! How happy is life? Every day is a day!" Thinking of this, he stopped mysteriously, and twisted his ass defiantly towards Zang Jiao, who was chasing behind, which can be described as extremely arrogant.

"You, you-" Zang Jiao didn't scold, so anxious that she picked up a stone on the ground and smashed it on the mysterious ass.

"Oops!"

"Why do you still use stones!"

"Oh, back?"

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When they returned to the lobby, the Lord of Dust was standing in the middle of the courtyard waiting, while Long Yi was still fiddling with his nails in the same position he had seen him in the first place. After all this time, the immortals in the hall were still kneeling.

Without saying a word, the ghost hunter walked towards those red dust immortals with an unkind face, and the blood mist around him gradually enveloped him, forming a blood-condensed beast claw on his hand.

Then the ghost hunter dodged to the lobby and knelt behind a red dust immortal on the outermost part, raised his hand and patted it, and when the immortal turned around in shock, he was already in a different place.

The hunter smashed the unsuspecting immortal's head with a single claw, and then stepped on his back, kicking him through alive - the blood gushed out in the night before he could hit the ground, and the flower on the other side of his chest was pulled and absorbed into the petals to turn into nutrients, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot.

The corpse turned into a dry corpse in just a moment, and the ghost hunter aimed at the next target and moved again, frightening the surrounding immortals to disperse.

"Wait! What are you doing?" Long Yi flashed in front of the ghost hunter, but the ghost hunter was furious, whoever stopped him would die!

"You kid!" Long Yi hurriedly folded a pair of wings in front of him.

"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and the blood claws condensed by the ghost hunter exploded, and the dragon wing was knocked back a few steps.

"Good boy, a little skilled!" Long Yi sneered.

"It's still useful for me to keep these people, give my senior brother a face!" Having said that, Long Yi was ready, and if the ghost hunter attacked again, he would use a thunderous blow to subdue him.

Since these people are from the Bafang Arena, they have to die, and the ghost hunters have to fight with Long Yi without hearing it, but Aunt Wen's voice came from behind them.

"Nephew!

The ghost hunter stopped his movements and turned his head to look at Aunt Wen, the bloodshot in his eyes gradually subsided, revealing a puzzled look.

"Your uncle has already killed a lot of people, and the revenge that should be avenged has also been avenged, don't create another killing for him and lose yin virtue!"

"Besides, did your Uncle Wine ever want you to be like this?" Aunt Wen said, looking at the ghost hunter with some fear in her eyes.

When the ghost hunter heard this, his brain pain instantly fell into a memory, and the scenes of Uncle Jiu's confrontation with the law enforcers in order to protect himself came to his mind one by one, and he knew that if Uncle Wine came to his senses, he would not want to see himself being so virtuous.

"I'm sorry Uncle Wine!" the ghost hunter lowered his blood claws and said in a deep voice.

"But—"

"They must die!"

"This murder will be recorded in my account!" After finishing speaking, the flowers on the other side flashed, and suddenly the floor of the lobby was warped, and a full house of flowers grew wildly, and they went straight to the immortals.

Long Yi thought that Xiaowen would calm him down, who would have thought that he would suddenly attack, and he couldn't stop him this time.

At the last moment, the Dust City Lord swept his fingers with a simple sweep, drawing out a white light to cut off all the flowers that grew on the other side. Then he dodged and stood in front of the ghost.

The reason of the Dust City Lord is that since Xiao Wen said that he is not allowed to kill, then these people will not die at present! Not only does he have such a heart, he also has such a strength and is qualified to do so.

Although he was afraid of the Dust City Lord, the ghost hunter did not think of stopping, and immediately prepared to attack the Dust City Lord.

"Xiao Zhan, don't you listen to me?" Xiao Wen said softly, her tone full of disappointment, such an attitude sounded like a lightning strike in the ears of the ghost hunter.

The ghost hunter froze, and looked back at Xiaowen with difficulty, only to see that peerless face was as cold as ice at the moment. I don't know if it's because of an illusion or it's true, the ghost hunter glanced at Uncle Wine, only to feel that Uncle Wine's dull eyes seemed to be clear for a while, and he looked at himself with a look of loss.

The ghost hunter was immediately gone.

"Aunt Wen! I was wrong!"

"Why don't you go quickly, gather where I said!" Long Yi said to the kneeling Red Dust Immortals, and everyone turned into colorful light and left as if they had been amnesty.

This is how the farce ended, when Miss Xiaowen sacrificed the magic weapon of flying and led everyone away from the center of the courtyard, Long Yi took the initiative to open up to the ghost hunter in order to relieve the mood of hunting ghosts.

"Senior brother knows that you don't count in your heart, this place is ruined for you by my brother!" Long Yi said as he looked at the Bafang Arena below that was gradually shrinking and made a virtual gesture, and suddenly a golden dragon claw fell from the sky above the Bafang Arena, emitting golden light, and razed the Bafang Arena to the ground with one claw.

"How is it?" Long Yi said to the ghost hunter, he didn't really want to do this, but now after all, he is still a superficial brother, and he will not tear his face.

The ghost hunter ignored him, but looking at the eight-sided arena that had turned into ashes, he was indeed a little smoother.

'The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven is coming!' the Lord of the Dust City gestured.

"Miss Xiaowen, your inner pill is damaged, and your cultivation is insufficient, let's help you control the magic weapon!" Saying that, the three generals worked together, and suddenly the entire dragon area quickly disappeared from view.

On the other hand, the Wasteland received the news of the Heaven-Shaking Liao in the Land of Dragon Ugly and is rushing here in person.

"What bastard would dare to cause trouble in my wasteland!" the giant dragon clenched the fist of the Desolate Emperor on his back.

At this time, the group of people in the Wild Weather were still asking about the origin of the tips in the ugly corners of the Dragon District! By the time they arrived at the "open space" of the Heavenly Immortal Courtyard, the ghost hunters had already flown out of the border of the Wasteland.