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Chapter 533 I, Immortal, Immortal

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Under the dark night.

After the old farmer laughed and said "Yang Emperor dies, Yin Emperor lives", a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his face turned pale instantly. A look of horror appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen something terrible, and then his pupils shrank violently.

However, within two breaths, his horrified eyes dispersed and gradually became dull and lifeless.

The old farmer's body stopped shaking and slowly fell to one side.

"teacher!"

Anyan's voice trembled.

At this moment, his heart was beating violently, making him panic and very uneasy...

When the teacher said, "The Yang Emperor dies and the Yin Emperor lives," he seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world in a moment of trance.

He saw in the terrifying darkness:

An invisible person was lying quietly. He seemed to have been dead for an unknown number of years, but he suddenly opened his bone-cold eyes and said: "I am immortal, immortal -"

This shocked his soul, as if it was broken.

At this time, the twelve dark red ghost figures hidden behind the dark curtain suddenly opened their teeth and claws, as if they were about to come out of the dark curtain. They stared at the old farmer coldly, and their terrifying forms were filled with a cold atmosphere, making the entire agricultural country about to freeze.

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Anyan's soul was trembling, feeling endless chill.

It seemed to be gradually freezing.



Burial Mountain.

In that burial palace unknown to the world.

After the Emperor's Oath traveled through more than five thousand years of time and space and resounded in the human world again, the bronze coffin gradually began to tremble.

Bang bang——

The bronze coffin shook violently.

At this time, a terrifying and strange black mist sprayed out from the gap under the coffin lid, and instantly filled the entire burial palace. Immediately afterwards, the strange black mist penetrated the burial palace, sprayed out from under the burial mountain, and quickly turned black.

Sky……

In Burial Mountain Academy.

After the students' hearts trembled inexplicably, they suddenly became panicked.

They vaguely felt that something ominous was happening.

At this time, in the main hall of the academy, An Xiu and Dong Lou Hui were also panicked. In shock, they suddenly rushed out and looked towards Burial Mountain to the north.

Huhu——

Deep in Burial Mountain, billowing black mist rose into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it covers the sky and the sun.

"This is……"

Donglou Hui's face changed, and he said in horror: "Weird black fog?"

"Where did this weird black mist come from?" An Xiu's face was solemn, and then his heart suddenly thumped. Is the Ghost Emperor really buried under the Burial Mountain?

"not good!"

Donglou Hui roared.

At this time, when the students, teachers, etc. in the academy heard the screams from the East Tower, they all rushed out with solemn expressions. When they rushed out, they saw billowing black mist rising into the sky from the foot of Burial Mountain.

It rose up and covered the whole world in almost the blink of an eye.

"What's this?"

Some students were horrified.

The faces of all the students changed drastically when they felt the terrifying aura permeating the black mist.

"Weird black mist!"

"This is a weird black mist!"

Many teachings also said in horror.

Because the weird black mist erupting from Burial Mountain is too much.

In just a breath or two, a strange black mist enveloped the entire world and rolled towards them.

"Let's go!"

The East Tower roared loudly.

At this moment, a vast and powerful aura burst out from his body, as if all the literary energy from a thousand miles away had been summoned by him in a single thought. The majestic aura of Haoran, as majestic as the sea, suddenly turned into an extremely tall wall of energy, trying to

Blocking the strange black mist rolling over.

"Exit Thousand Miles!"

An Xiu shouted loudly, and a majestic literary energy burst out from his body.

Wu Mo, who was guarding Xu Sheng Mansion, was also resisting the crushing black mist at this time. However, this was the strange black mist bursting out from the Ghost Emperor, and even a being at the level of a great sage could not resist it.

Under the strange black mist of the Ghost Emperor, everything turns into hell.

At this time, the literati and common people in Bo City were all looking at the strange black mist that was coming like a crushing force. They also saw countless terrifying beings in the strange black mist.

It seems that countless great evils are emerging from the strange black mist.

Countless "weird" things.

"This, this happened..."

Countless literati were so horrified that their faces instantly turned pale.

Because the strange billowing black fog covered Bo City and the Academy like a cover, the world has become pitch black...

Huhu——

Countless literary talents burst out.

They joined in resisting the strange black fog.

But under the crushing force of the strange black mist, the cover formed by the majestic literary energy is shrinking little by little.

It seemed like it was about to be crushed.

"Copper mountain and iron wall!"

An Xiu used his strongest magical power.

At this time, Ba City, Academy and Xu Sheng Mansion were all covered by An Xiu within the iron walls of Tongshan, temporarily resisting the invasion of the strange black mist.

But Anxiu is just a literary figure.

Although he is the strongest literary figure, even comparable to ordinary Confucian scholars, he is still a literary figure.

Even the Great Xian can't resist the Ghost Emperor's strange black mist. How long can he withstand his "copper mountain and iron wall" magical power?

Besides, there were still Donglou Hui and Wu Mo, two great sages standing in front of him.

It's because of the two of them.

Only in the sky of Baocheng will a cultural mask be formed...

Although there was a steady stream of literati or students at this time, frantically exporting literary energy to consolidate the cover of literary energy...

However, it is impossible to sustain it for long.

However, in just two or three breaths, the strange black mist had enveloped hundreds of miles around Burial Mountain, making it impossible for them to retreat and escape.

Just hold on!

It can't last much longer.

This is the consensus of all literati. This strange black fog is too scary.

As long as the strange black mist presses down, Baocheng will turn into hell, and the people will die instantly and turn into ghosts. And they, the literati, may not die so quickly, but in the end they still cannot escape the word death.

And if the Wenshiwen is equal to or above, terrible strange things may happen to the person.

That is unknown.

Click——

Under the pressure of the strange black mist.

There are cracks in the cover of Wenqi, and even the "copper mountain and iron wall" are shaking and seem to be broken at any time.

"Sir, will we die?"

Zhu Yan said with some despair.

At this time, there was not much left in her literary palace.

She is like this, and so are others.

Even with a steady stream of majestic literary energy, I am afraid it cannot withstand the invasion of the strange black mist.

"Won't."

Helian Shandao, his eyes unwavering.

call--

The Junzi Cauldron, which had been sinking into the Wen Palace, suddenly emerged, instantly submerged into the sky and landed on the Wen Qi cover.

The Wenqi cover, which was shaking violently, actually slowly stabilized.

This scene made everyone happy.

When Yan Shan saw it, he controlled the Junzi Cauldron in Wen Palace, flew into the sky and landed on the Wen Qi cover.

The two Junzi Cauldrons were like divine needles that stabilized the sea, and they actually steadied the trembling Wen Qi cover. While everyone was overjoyed, they were also a little shocked.

But at this time.

On the sky.

There seemed to be a mysterious voice echoing in the strange billowing black fog.

This sound was filled with strange and terrifying power, as if something was being generated, and it seemed to be summoning something.

gradually.

Everyone then saw a majestic figure gradually emerging from the billowing black mist.

"Emperor Shadow!"

When a stalwart figure appears.

Everyone at the foot of the Burial Mountain was shocked. They simply could not imagine that a terrifying emperor's shadow actually emerged from the strange black mist.

"Ghost Emperor——"

When everyone was shocked.

Donglou Hui and Wu Mo were horrified, saying that this turned out to be the figure of the Ghost Emperor.

Could it be that the Ghost Emperor has been resurrected?




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