"This ......"

Looking at the three identical old Taoists around Hongjun, the people on the sacrificial path were stunned.

His eyes flickered, and there were avenues circulating, but no matter how he analyzed them, he found that he couldn't parse and copy these three old ways at all.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" The priest asked, with a stretched face.

"This is called three corpses!" Hongjun touched his beard with a smile,

"Is it possible for Daoists to imitate? If so, the poor road turns around and leaves,

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