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Female Ghost Jing Hong came to Chen Sanqiu's side once again. She looked at the furious Ghost Spirit s on the street, but no one dared to say a word.

"Do you see how deep Ghost King's pressure at the gates of hell is? It's just like a glacier at the Far North; no one can shatter it." Female Ghost Jing Hong sighed and said to Chen Sanqiu.

Hearing Female Ghost Jing Hong's words