"ah……"

At this time, Empress Yuhua screamed again, and a huge head came out of Empress Yuhua's belly.

The head was as big as a house, with two horns on top, curved like a crescent moon. One corner was burning with blazing black flames, and in the black flames, thousands of ghosts howled; the other corner was entwined with the slow flow of water, and within the water flow, thousands of corpses were floating and sinking.

The most bizarre thing is that the head has two faces, male and female, one in front and one in the back. The man's face is extremely beautiful and solemn; the woman's face is twisted and ferocious, weird and terrifying.

In an instant, when I saw the man's face, I felt a sense of admiration and no blasphemy, as if I were seeing a god; when I saw the woman's face, I felt fear in my heart, and trembled like chaff, as if I were seeing a devil.

The gods and ghosts have two sides, just like gods and ghosts, Fengdu is a ghost and a god.

After the head was drilled out, the master of Zongtian Palace looked at him in awe, and the storm was raging. No one except Murong Xianxian dared to look directly at it.

Obviously, this Fengdu ghost and god is an out-and-out ancient monster.

The so-called eternal weirdness, regardless of life and death, transcends reincarnation, can exist forever, and is no different from a saint.

After the head was drilled out, the speed of Palace Master Zongtian became faster and faster, and it was drilled out of Empress Yuhua's belly in the blink of an eye.

At this time, everyone saw the true appearance of Palace Master Zongtian. In front of them was a ghost, about dozens of feet tall, wearing armor. Black flames spurted out from the gaps in the armor, and the Yin Qi lingered all over his body, transforming into eighteen hells, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​bones.

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Just standing there, the heaven and earth trembled slightly, the void buzzed, and the earth cracked, as if this area of ​​heaven and earth could no longer withstand the power of Fengdu ghosts and gods. However, Ye Qing and others just glanced at Zongtian Palace Master, and their hands and feet became cold, and their eyes became cold.

It hurts and tears won't stop flowing.

The Lord of Zongtian Palace stood tall in the sky and earth, looking around in all directions. Both heaven and earth were silent.

"Palace Master...Palace Master...save me, please save me..."

During the silence, Empress Yuhua's voice suddenly sounded.

At this time, Empress Yuhua was not dead yet, but she was extremely miserable, with her intestines and stomach rotten, and with the end of the reincarnation of gods and ghosts, she had returned to her previous old and decayed appearance, squirming, lying on the ground, clutching

Palace Master Zongtian’s trousers were like grasping at straws.

Palace Master Zongtian stretched out his hand, pinched Empress Yuhua's head with two fingers, and raised it to his eyes.

At this time, Empress Yuhua was as insignificant as an ant in front of Palace Master Zongtian.

"Palace Master...save me..." Empress Yuhua begged.

"Trash, you can't do this well, and you've damaged my treasure, so what's the point of keeping you?"

The Master of Zongtian Palace looked at Empress Yuhua for a moment, and then suddenly sneered, and the sound shocked everyone.

"I know my fault...Palace Master, please spare my life..." Empress Yuhua seemed to realize something and struggled desperately to beg for mercy.

Palace Master Zongtian turned a deaf ear and directly threw Empress Yuhua into her mouth and started chewing.

Seeing the actions of Palace Master Zongtian, everyone felt shuddering.

Empress Yuhua was his concubine. She ate her as she was told. Doesn’t she have any humanity left?

Well, he wasn't human in the first place.

After chewing, Palace Master Zongtian glanced at Rizun and the others, looking at them like ants with disdain, and then fixed his eyes directly on Murong Xianxian.

"She is worthy of being the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world eight hundred years ago. Her looks are truly stunning. She is very good."

Palace Master Zongtian looked at Murong Xianxian and laughed loudly. His voice was loud and majestic, leaving no room for doubt: "I have just lost a concubine to you. As long as you agree to be my concubine, I will spare your life. I can also forget about the past."

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"What are the benefits of being your concubine?" Murong Xianxian seemed unaware of Palace Master Zongtian's pressure and smiled in response.

"Hahaha... Being my concubine is a great benefit for you, what else are you not satisfied with?" Palace Master Zongtian lowered his head slightly, his eyes were like the sun and moon, divine light was shining, divine grace was like the sea, and divine power was like prison.

Murong Xianxian's smile did not change, as if she was thinking for a moment: "That's the truth, but you... you are really ugly."

"Um?"

Palace Master Zongtian was stunned for a moment, and others were also stunned for a moment, as if they did not expect that Murong Xianxian would answer like this.

Then, there were bursts of muffled thunder in the sky and the earth. Palace Master Zongtian bent down slightly, the air seemed to collapse, and there was a booming sound: "Hahaha... You are so courageous. You are already at the end of your strength. You still dare to talk to me like this. Very good.

Woman, you have successfully aroused my interest."

"I will decide your fate today."

After saying that, Palace Master Zongtian stretched out his hand and grabbed Murong Xianxian.

When his hand fell, it was like the sky tilted, and suddenly the sky became dark and the earth became dark, and the void in all directions collapsed, as if a large piece of life had been dug away.

Ye Qing held back the throbbing in his heart, took a step forward, opened his fists, and prepared his fists in his chest.

Although Murong Xianxian looked like he was sure of victory and was not afraid of Palace Master Zongtian, he was really unsure in his heart.

Although he knew that taking action against the Palace Master Zongtian in front of him would be like flying eggs against stones, with no chance of winning, but he still had to take action, right?

It has never been his character to sit still and wait for death.

Of course, it would be better if Murong Xianxian had a backup plan, and if he took action, he could also win Murong Xianxian's favor, killing two birds with one stone.

When the giant hand covering the sky fell to several feet, Ye Qing bent his legs straight, his body and mind soared to the sky.

Not only that, Ye Qing's fist intention also incorporated some of the artistic conceptions he had previously obtained from the Ding Yuan Hammer.

Although this means that compared with the real Ding Yuan Hammer, it is like a firefly to a bright moon, which is a world of difference, but for his boxing technique, it is like the wind assisting the fire, adding three points of power.

"boom"

Just as the fist touched the giant hand, it was like a wave hitting the rocks, breaking silently. Ye Qing's eyes and nose spurted blood, and the person flew back like an arrow at a faster speed and hit the ground.

The giant hand in the air continued to reach down unaffected.

"Will you show up or not?"

Looking at the giant hand that was getting closer and closer, Murong Xianxian's smile remained unchanged, but there were a few indescribable emotions in his eyes, which seemed to be expectation, worry, and fear.

Just when the giant hand was three inches away from Murong Xianxian, it suddenly stopped.

It wasn't that the giant hand stopped on its own, but that there was an extra finger in the palm of the giant hand.

Compared with the giant hand that covers the sky, that finger seemed incomparably small, like a worm to a big tree, but the ants shook the big tree, and that finger blocked the giant hand of Zongtian Palace Master.

No matter how hard the giant hand exerted its strength, it could not drop even an inch.

Then, everyone discovered that the finger was sticking out from a stone beside Murong Xianxian.

"well……"

At this time, a long sigh sounded in everyone's ears.

The sighs are low and vicissitudes of life, as if they are thickened by the years, the desolation of the changes in the world, the loneliness of the mortal world, the helplessness of white clouds and gray dogs... It is full of unspeakable stories and charm.
Chapter completed!