Chapter 1868
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With that, Ye Qingtang led the group of Ancient Clan members in pursuit. The eight tribe leaders and the rest hurried to catch up.
Outside the Temple of Shadows, the effeminate-looking youth was on a killing spree. A group of Undead Clan guards could not even withstand a single blow from him before falling to the ground.
Xue Fu was the first to ask. Knowing the youth's strength, he didn't rush forward. Instead, he stared at the arrogant youth with a dark expression.
"Ask your Holy Lord to come out. I didn't have a good fight with her last time. Today, I want to test her strength." The effeminate-looking youth raised his brows and looked at Xue Fu mockingly.
Xue Fu's expression darkened and he sneered. "I was wondering who it was. So it's you who ran away with your tail between your legs. Why? You didn't even dare to take one blow from our Holy Lord that day. Now you have the guts to come and die? "
The effeminate-looking youth narrowed his eyes and secretly glanced at the stern-looking youth behind him. When he saw that the latter had his arms crossed and was expressionless, he immediately made up his mind.
"I still had some matters to attend to that day. Who said I ran away? Why, is your Holy Lord afraid today? "
Xue Fu was about to retort when a huge black figure suddenly swooped out of the Temple of Shadows.
Xue Fu couldn't help but rejoice when he saw the figure.
"Where did this little boy come from? How dare he spout such nonsense outside the Temple of Shadows?" Ming Di suddenly landed in front of Xue Fu, his bloodshot eyes sweeping across the Undead Clan guards on the ground.
"And who are you? I have no interest in wasting my time with you. Ask your Holy Lord to come out now. "The effeminate-looking youth looked at the huge black dragon in front of him with impatience in his eyes.
In the entire Temple of Shadows, the Holy Lord of Shadows was the only person he cared about. But with his Senior Brother by his side today, he had nothing to fear even if he had to face the Holy Lord of Shadows.
Ming Di's eyes flashed. Seeing that the youth didn't seem to recognize him, he immediately recalled that he had been sealed for tens of thousands of years.
At this moment, Ye Qingtang had already led the group outside the Temple of Shadows.
"This brat really dared to come back?" The little white tiger curled up in Ye Qingtang's arms and muttered to itself as it looked at the young man who was charging at them again.
Ye Qingtang wasn't in a hurry to speak. When her gaze swept past the youth, she saw another unfamiliar figure.
It was a young man with a cold face. When he interacted with the effeminate-looking young man, the other young man's aura was clearly much steadier. However, the two of them were dressed very similarly. Presumably, they were helpers that the effeminate-looking young man had found.
No wonder this brat dared to come back so quickly.
So it turned out that he had found a helper.
"Holy Lord of Shadows, I was held up by something that day. Let's have a good fight today. If you lose, hand over the item obediently," the effeminate-looking youth said arrogantly.
The eight tribe leaders and the leaders of the various ancient clans all had different reactions when they saw the effeminate youth's arrogant attitude.
"Where did this b * stard come from? To think that he would dare to offend the Holy Master! You must be tired of living!" The Demon King scoffed out coldly.
"Who do you think you are? I'm talking to the Holy Lord of Shadows. What right do you have to speak here? "the effeminate-looking youth said.
The Rakshasa Tribe Leader had never been mocked by such a human before. As one of the eight tribe leaders, even the ancient clans had to give him some face.
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