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Chapter 1569

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The monk hadn't expected Dusk to fall to the ground at all.

To compete with Ling Zhenren in terms of functions, and to go so deep … if you didn't close your eyes, who would?

Having experienced it firsthand, the monk was well aware of how terrifying this ability was.

This time, Dusk had miscalculated.

Monk Golden Lamp counted the time on his fingers; it would probably be a long time before Dusk woke up.

However, the other party was too hostile to him, and kept trying to drive him away.

After thinking it over, the monk felt that having Dusk close his eyes for the time being was the safest option.

There were still many things in the universe that Dusk had to deal with, and now wasn't the time for him to throw away his life in vain.

"Monk, you're deliberately letting him …" Peng Xiren wasn't stupid, and could more or less see through the monk's intentions.

But he still couldn't figure out why the monk was doing this.

"You've caused trouble," the monk said as he looked at him.

"Caused trouble?" Hearing this, Peng Xiren couldn't help looking puzzled.

Then, he laughed bitterly, and there was vigilance in his eyes. "I'm just a soul now. What else do you want, monk?"

Monk Golden Lamp only felt sorry for Peng Xiren's obstinacy.

But he always believed that Dao Ancestor Wang must have had an ulterior motive for choosing Peng Xiren as a true disciple back then.

No matter what happened next, it was still necessary for Peng Xiren to exist.

This was the best-case scenario that the monk had calculated so far.

"You still don't understand the seriousness of the problem."

The monk stared at Peng Xiren and said, "You also underestimate how terrifying that Evil God is. Dao Ancestor went through so much trouble to seal him back then, and it was reasonable. If you let him out, the universe will definitely be thrown into chaos.

"As long as the Heavenly Tomb is in my hands, what can he do? He's just a shark with its teeth pulled out. "

Peng Xiren finished speaking.

The monk just looked at him quietly without saying a word.

After a moment of silence, Peng Xiren's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he slumped to the ground.

"It seems you've finally figured it out," the monk said.

Peng Xiren looked flustered, and his cheeks started to drip with sweat.

He had figured it out.

His physical body …

It was still in the Star Devouring Space.

Although he had been hiding the location of the Heavenly Tomb, if the Heretic God used his body, even if he didn't say anything … he could still find the Heavenly Tomb.

Although that person's strength was not as great as before, he still had that kind of ability.

Peng Xiren was very clear about this.

However, Peng Xiren still couldn't believe that he had been deceived by the Grave Goddess.

"I have a soul contract with him! It's impossible for him to betray me! "Peng Xiren exclaimed.

Tyrant put his palms together and sighed, "Do you know why Dao Ancestor couldn't kill him completely and chose to separate him into two and seal him separately?"

Peng Xiren was stunned.

Because this was something he had never thought about.

With his master's personality, if he had a way to completely destroy such an evil god, he would definitely not use a roundabout method like sealing him.

The evil beings in this world could only be completely eliminated in order to avoid future troubles.

But Monk Golden Lamp knew the truth.

However, there was no point in talking about these things now …

The location of the Heavenly Tomb had been found by the Grave God, which meant that the Grave God was about to fuse with the other half of the Heavenly Tomb.

"It's time for this poor monk to set off." At that moment, the monk said.

"Monk! I'll go with you! "Peng Xiren also stood up.

"Stay in this astrolabe and wait for Denglong to wake up. With your current strength, you'll just die in vain if you go. You might even become the Grave God's food, "the monk said.

"But can you win if you go?" Peng Xiren frowned.

"This poor monk can still delay it for a while."

Monk Golden Lamp's expression looked fearless.

He condensed an extremely thin thread from his spiritual power and penetrated Peng Xiren's soul, binding him firmly and chaining him together.

Although the astrolabe also had restrictions set up by Denglong that could completely prevent Peng Xiren from escaping, Monk Golden Lamp still felt that it was safer this way.

However, Jin Deng still felt that this double insurance would be safer.

"Monk … What are you doing?!" Peng Xiren tried to struggle.

However, the monk had already made up his mind. His attitude was so firm that Peng Xiren couldn't imagine it. "Say no more. If you dare to say another word, this poor monk will tie you up with the Turtle Shell Bind."

As expected, Peng Xiren obediently shut up.

The monk predicted that with Peng Xiren's personality, he would definitely not be able to accept such a shameful position.

After doing all this, Monk Golden Lamp felt that it was about time.

He used Distance Shrinking to Inches to leave this vast astrolabe where Denglong lived.

Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will?

The Golden Lamp Monk knew very well that his battle with the Grave Divinity wouldn't last long.

This battle was destined to be one where he would jump back and forth on the edge of hell.

But in fact, the monk didn't think he needed to hold on for too long.

He just had to wait until Ling Zhenren's match was over.

Who cared if he went to hell or not?

That Grave God would definitely die …



In Jiudao He's exclusive waiting room for contestants, Wang Ling returned victorious.

Next to him was a stack full of baby magazines.

A prize of one million Sun Island dollars was a lot of money for Wang Ling.

Participating in a competition was originally forbidden in the Old Wang family, especially when it came with a prize. But it was a closed-door meeting this time, so it wasn't a big problem.

Of course, the most important thing was that Wang Ling had used his own ability to win the competition.

Thus, with Wang Ming's help, he had worked very hard to compress his battle strength to the same level as his peers.

At least in terms of aura.

It was the same …

But to be honest, despite all the preparations he had made, Wang Ling actually didn't feel like he was participating.

Because most of the people present were Gray Church disciples.

As soon as they saw that he was their opponent, they would think of ways to torture themselves, and at the slightest disagreement, they would start thinking about "fixing the match."

And just like that, Wang Ling had directly entered the final hurdle.

As for the battle of defending the arena, which was a competition of spirit, Wang Ling didn't think he had used his own ability.

That person had fainted at the sight of the function in his head. Could he be blamed?

It could only be said that it was a result of his lack of skill.

Although Wang Ling now also felt that he had gone a little overboard.

The competition clearly hadn't ended yet.

But he was already thinking about how to spend the one million Sun Island dollars to buy Ah Nuan a present.

But for Wang Ling, this money was indeed like he had picked it up for free …

There was no longer much suspense.

Before Mother Wang had become pregnant with Ah Nuan, Wang Ling had actually been a little resistant in his heart.

He didn't know whether Ah Nuan's birth would be another kind of disaster for the earth and the universe …

But as the day of hatching approached …

Regarding the new member of the Old Wang family, Wang Ling suddenly felt a different kind of emotion in his heart.

Until the moment when he had come to Sun Island and decided to participate in the competition to buy Wang Nuan a present …

Wang Ling finally had a deeper realization.

His attitude toward his upcoming little sister.

He couldn't say what it was.

But the joy he felt was the same as when he had seen the limited edition crispy noodle snacks.

But now …

For Wang Ling, there was a new problem.

Now that he had one million Sun Island dollars, what should he buy for his sister …

He didn't know what this little girl …

Did she like crispy noodle snacks …

If she didn't …

Should he groom her?

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