"With your blood, I curse your souls!"
"Serve the devil to nourish your body, and curse the soul!"
"The one who cursed my son!"
The next second, a picture appeared in front of Guizang's eyes.
In the picture, ten teenagers all committed suicide with knives, and then three men in black appeared.
Sensing all this, Guizang smiled grimly: "Is this the soul-controlling technique of someone from the Xijie?"
"So the Shinto Palace is also involved."
"interesting!"
“That’s what makes it fun!”
The eyes on his chest shook, and the photo disappeared.
The next second, the eyes on his chest slowly closed, and his whole body's aura became extremely strong.
Lying lazily in the pool, at this moment, hundreds of women's heads floated up from the pool of blood.
Looking at these heads, Guizang felt even more satisfied. He picked up a head at random, looked at the face with closed eyes, the pale skin without any blood, and a smile at the corner of the mouth.
It's like appreciating a perfect work of art...
There is a sword called Yibujian that cannot kill, and it is somewhere in an ancient forest.
He cast his eyes on the photo.
There are photos of his son after his death.
At the same time, there was the appearance of the person who killed his son.
Yi Bujian had a smile on his face.
Is it the Lord of Eternal Night?
We can have a fight.
The sword in my hand seemed to be extremely hungry.
Apart from the Sword Immortal Gu Baili, I'm afraid the only one in the world who can fight with me in sword battles is a little girl like you.
There just happened to be a reason.
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