荒墟牧神 - 第334章 作死絕頂高手 - 簡牘書房

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Chapter 335 — The Peerless Master Who Courts Death

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" The one who shouted was a Shaman King of Sect Master caliber; his voice was sonorous and carried throughout Qingmen Pass. Shen Mu was refining the Shenxiao Ring with the others.

Hearing the voice, he said in surprise, "That wretch Ban Gongcuo dares show his face? Kill him, and his Soul Worship Shaman Art dies with him! A pity Grandpa Tu isn't here — he'd surely be glad to do him in.

" The Jingping Imperial Preceptor had already come to Shen Mu's side, along with the Lame Elder, Lizheng, and many of Jingping's generals.

Shen Mu took out the portrait he had drawn of Ban Gongcuo's soul-worship deity; the god-devil was rendered to the life. "I've never seen it," Lizheng said, shaking his head. The Lame Elder shook his head too, and the generals all shook theirs: "This god-devil is strange.

We've never seen its like. " Shen Mu looked to the Jingping Imperial Preceptor, who wore a thoughtful expression: "When my wife and I were invited to Little Yujing, I saw a similar sculpture of a god-devil there, but I did not inquire closely. " The shouting came again from outside.

Shen Mu put the portrait away and rose, smiling: "Kill Ban Gongcuo, and there'll be no need to go to Little Yujing!

Grandpa Lizheng, you come too — if words fail, just finish him off! " Lizheng shook his head: "I am the Human Sovereign.

I cannot meddle in worldly strife, or no one will heed the Human Sovereign's word. " "Then what use is this Human Sovereign Seal? " Shen Mu wished he could throw the Human Sovereign Seal away.

The thing was truly useless and came with so many restrictions — but throwing it away would wound Lizheng, and besides, he had yet to defeat Lizheng at the same cultivation level, so by his promise he could only keep it.

"That beast Ban Gongcuo dares steal from my Shen family, and then flaunts it before me — isn't that singing and dancing on his own ancestral grave? " Shen Mu was seething, and said viciously, "Lame Grandpa, come with me!

We'll steal him blind! " The Lame Elder's eyes lit up, and he chuckled: "Let's go, you and I, and see who's the true master shadow thief!

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