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Chapter 0211 The Infrastructure Mad Demon(2/2)

"It's time for us to guard Taoyuan Town!"

Then he ran away and disappeared.

The player sitting next to him secretly opened his deck, glanced at him, then calculated the possibility of winning the game, and then stood up decisively and said:

"Since it's a monster siege, you must record it. I'll go and record it now!"

Next, just like the Cauldron saving his grandfather, they abandoned their cards one by one, leaving only one who touched a good deck. The player who was about to win this game looked blankly at the empty surroundings.

At this time, outside Taoyuan Town.

Grim figures appeared one after another. They were disciples of the Nether Corpse Sect. After receiving the news from the Wanpo Palace, they began to implement the next plan.

This is not because Wu Yong was so confident before. After all, except for a great master with a golden corpse coffin on his back, there were four innate realm masters carrying silver coffins, and the other dozen were also in Tongmai realm.

With this lineup, you can get seven in and seven out from the Gongsun family, one of the four top forces in the Chaos Realm.

Well, no, now it’s time to talk about the two top forces, after all, the other two were destroyed by Wuyou Villa.

Only deal with a mere Taoyuan Town...huh.

The old man, who led the lead, lifted his hood that covered his appearance, revealing a thin face. His hair had fallen out, his skin was not only pale but also wrinkled, and the evil spirit emitted all over his body seemed to have just crawled out of the cemetery.

At this moment, he was looking up at Taoyuan Town, which was shrouded in golden light, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes:

"The formation is a path after all, how long can it last..."

Then when he was about to launch a strong attack at the command, a little old man slowly walked out of the formation. When the two looked at each other, the little old man actually called out a name that he was about to forget.

"Bu Qibai, do you want to be beaten again?"

"Who are you?" The master of the Great Master of the Underworld Corpse Sect frowned. After all, except for some old guys, few people should know his name, and even the little ghost named Wu Yong didn't know it.

"Me? Do you really want to know..."
Chapter completed!
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