On the gloomy and dark street, a group of paper men carried the coffin of King Qin Guang slowly forward, and just collided with the group. Just when everyone was full of fear, Zishou made a move to Chu Jiangyue.
The action that regrets the whole life.
I saw a white line flying four meters away. If I looked closely, I found that Peppa pig was actually drawn in the air.
Zhu Jin widened her eyes, and she felt it was difficult to understand and even more difficult to believe, but after reacting, her face turned red again and she spat on the ground.
And the people were even more stunned.
Damn, this guy is so awesome!
This insulting action was made in public...
Don't you feel embarrassed?
Zishou shook the mosaic and then tied his pants, looking indifferent.
What I lost is Chu Jiangyue’s face. What has to do with my son’s suffering?
What? Good corpse? The relationship has been cut off long ago.
"boom!!!"
The coffin in the opposite paper man team completely burst out with a terrifying pressure and swept out. Everyone felt breathless and their faces changed drastically.
"Things seeking death..."
A cold and angry sound sounded from the huge coffin, and then with a bang, the coffin lid suddenly pushed open! A huge male corpse jumped out of it!
The man's corpse was huge, more than three meters tall. He was wearing a royal suit, but his muscles were blackened, and large pieces of corpse spots appeared on the exposed skin.
The male corpse had a light face, his eyes were silent, and he was unsightly. It could be seen that he had been dead for a long time.
The cold breath swept across his body, and even Zhu Jin felt a little uneasy.
Zishou's eyes narrowed slightly.
During the period when the Gods were enthroned, there were no Kings of Hell, so he did not know King Qin Guang. He could not be sure whether the person in front of him was King Qin Guang.
In China, there was no King of Hell at the beginning.
The King of Hell is the master of ancient Indian mythology, and is the two kings of brothers and sisters. The brothers control male ghosts and the sisters control female souls.
It was not until the Southern and Northern Dynasties that it was introduced to China. At that time, there was only one King of Hell. Later, the rulers were divided into five people, and his subordinates had eighteen.
When Buddhism was in full swing in the Tang Dynasty, the Ten Halls of Hell settled in the Underworld. Emperor Haotian enthroned the Ten Halls of Hell and ordered him to command the Ten Halls of the Underworld.
The first hall of Qin Guang, Jiang Xin, King Jiang of Chujiang, Li Wen, King of Song, Yu Qing, Emperor of Song, Lu Dai, Corps Officer of the Fourth Hall, Bao Zheng, King of Yan Luo, Bao Zheng, King of Six Halls, Bi Yuanbin, King of Biancheng, and Dong He, King of Mount Tai, in the Seventh Hall,
Huang Zhongyong, the eighth-sanctuary city king, Lu You, the nine-sanctuary equal king, and Xue Li, the ten-sanctuary wheel-turning king. Because he was separated from the ten-sanctuary of the underworld, he was named the Ten-sanctuary King of Hell.
King Guang of Qin was ranked in Zhen Palace, reigned in Mao, and held the Fenglei Hell. He weighed the power of Thunder and Li, and was also the leader of the ten palaces.
At this moment, Zishou looked at the corpse of King Qin Guang who was standing up and said to himself: "I don't know where this King Qin Guang came from, but it seems that he has become a corpse. After the corpse is transformed, it may not be King Qin Guang. He
When a man carried a coffin and lost the little devil, perhaps the real King Qin Guang in a certain world, he was involved in this place after his death.”
King Qin Guang's corpse waved his hand in a slight sensation, and a paper man slowly stepped forward and said with a grim voice: "Those who block King Qin Guang's burial will die!"
As soon as the words stopped, behind the paper man, more paper man stood up and slowly walked towards Zishou, presenting a circle to surround him.
"Ghost, so many ghosts..."
"Don't talk, shh!"
"Can that man really protect us?"
The people behind were pale and their eyes were filled with fear, and they looked at the paper man and murmured in a low voice.
"Tear him up and be buried with King Qin Guang!"
A paper man said in a fierce voice.
The paper man got closer and closer, and the cold breath of his body suddenly reduced the temperature around him.
Zishou counted a lot and there were fifty or sixty paper people, and the momentum each of them exuded was equivalent to the strength of the Daluo Golden Immortal.
This made me frown.
King Qin Guang's corpse is a quasi-saint, and even if it is over the sky, it is only at the peak of the quasi-saint. However, it has fifty or sixty paper men of the Daluo level. These paper men are not controlled by King Qin Guang, right?
Zhu Jin looked at Zishou and whispered: "What should I do? I'll take you out?"
She is also a quasi-saint cultivation, but the cultivation level of King Qin Guang's corpse is no lower than her. With so many paper people, she can't beat it.
Chu Jiangyue was seriously injured and lost eight or nine out of ten of her cultivation. How can she resist these powerful enemies?
The best way is to give up the people behind and take Chu Jiangyue out by yourself.
Zishou took a step forward and shouted: "Hmph! Evil demons and heretics, what's the point of bullying more people? If you have the ability, you will fight me one-on-one!"
"One-one challenge?" King Qin Guang's corpse looked indifferent and said in a slight sneer: "Since we know that we are evil demons and heretics, we never talk about morality!"
Be able to think and have thoughts. This King Qin Guang is not a zombie... Zishou said: "You... don't come here!!"
King Qin Guang's expression was indifferent, while those paper men slowly forced him up.
"Come here again, I'll set the fire!" Zishu's mouth curled slightly and snapped his fingers.
"Bang!"
A light sound!
A black flame suddenly surged out of the paper man who surrounded him and burned quickly. In less than a moment, it burned to ashes.
None left.
Zhu Jin widened his eyes again, looking at Zishou with his face: "You... have your cultivation recovered?"
"Don't worry about these unimportant things." Zishou waved his hand and pointed at King Qin Guang and shouted loudly: "All righteous men! There is no need to talk about the morality of the evil demons and heretics. Let's go together!!!"
A crow flew out of the air, slowly pulling out six black dots.
"Ga~Ga~Ga~Ga~Ga~"
King Qin Guang's corpse:@#$%...
Double-standard dog! This is too double-standard!
The face of King Qin Guang's corpse changed slightly, and he easily burned the paper man around him with flames. This kind of cultivation was at least the peak of the quasi-saint.
This person...he is the peak of the quasi-saint?
Maybe even a saint?
Plus that little girl...
Although the little girl has never spoken, her cultivation is definitely not weak.
Thinking of this, King Qin Guang's corpse became a little solemn.
With one against one, he may not be able to beat the girl next to him, plus this unfathomable man...
Walk?
This thought came out, and King Qin Guang's corpse was about to retreat.
At this moment, a majestic and cold voice suddenly sounded in the depths of the darkness:
"Who is it! How dare I burn my paper man-"
"Who! How dare I burn my paper man-"
"How dare I burn my paper man-"
"The paper man who dares to burn me—"
"The paper man who burned me—"
"I'm a paper man--"
"The paper man in this seat—"
"The paper man on the seat—"
"The paper man--"
"Paper Man--"
"people--"
Zishou:...
What's the thing?
Artificial echoes thought I didn't know?
"Who is it?" Zishou said with a frown.
"Who are you and who are who are who-"
The unfathomable voice continued to come.
Zishou:...
Good guy, he really meets a chess opponent and will meet a good talent.
"My name is Hu Tutu, I am three years old this year. My father is Hu Yingjun, and my mother is Zhang Xiaoli. My family lives in Room 1001, Building 2, Pandou Garden. Who are you?"