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Chapter 293 - Poison Cultivator Coming

When the Ghost King saw the three Martial Saints returning, he did not have the slightest fear. He let out a roar, and countless vile spirits and wraiths swarmed towards him, wanting to stop their attacks? One of the old men snorted coldly and waved his hand. The pink mist, with a fishy smell, rushed towards the vile souls and wraiths