Chapter 657: Come and get the monthly ticket in person)
Original "Well, it smells so familiar——"
This is a dead world with mountains, plains, rivers and big rivers
But there is only no vegetation, no living things. (-< >-site)
The sky is dark, with countless soul fires floating around. Looking down at the earth, you can see countless dead things with dull bodies walking on the ground.
At this time, on the top of a towering mountain, in a gray-white palace, a murmur suddenly came out.
The sound was so soft that it caused a disaster near the palace.
Countless yin fires were extinguished one after another because of this sound.
At this time, in the deep palace, a skeleton-like figure sitting on a golden throne opened his eyes dully.
It is said to be 'opened', but in fact, a ball of soul fire suddenly burned in each of the two holes.
Maybe he has been asleep for many years, and his mind is fuzzy and confused.
"This is the royal way, no, it's actually the breath of the Holy Emperor——"
The last two words came out of his mouth. The skeleton stood up suddenly, with surprise and nostalgia in his eyes.
——The Qi of the Holy Emperor has not been felt for many years. Whether it was ten thousand years or twenty thousand years, it was already so long ago that he could not remember.
But why does this Qi machine feel a little different?
The energy of the saint interacts with the energy of the underworld. The evil spirits retreat——
Unexpectedly, such a character actually appeared in that world!
I wonder if this person was also expected by that person?
He blinked his mouth suppressedly and made a "click" sound, as if he was laughing.
But then the skeleton suddenly froze.
The evil spirits are retreating? The underworld energy is communicating with each other? What is going on? How can a holy king control the death energy? How can he be communicating with the underworld energy?
Before his death, he should have been surrounded by thousands of evil spirits and could not get close to him!
How could this saint's aura spread to the underworld?
A sense of crisis suddenly rushed into my heart, but there was also an inexplicable hint of surprise.
Suddenly he stood up, and with his vast thoughts, he searched and swept around. Searching everywhere for the location of the silk qi machine.
But at this moment, it's too late, and there's not even a trace to be found.
The skeleton no longer had the heart to laugh, and fell into deep thought.
Just a moment later, the white flames around it suddenly jumped for an instant.
A voice came through the air from nowhere.
"Did you feel what happened just now?"
The skeleton didn't answer in silence../-< >-/-< >-Full text of the advertisement. Isn't this nonsense? If it didn't sense it, why would it use its spiritual thoughts to search the area of 100,000 miles here?
"Then can anyone find out where it is? Who did it in the real world?"
The skeleton remained silent. Even if it knew about it, it would not tell this person.
"So you haven't found it yet? It seems like it's time for your head to be cleaned. You've been so sleepy for more than ten thousand years!"
Normally, being ridiculed like this should make him angry. However, the skeleton did not feel angry at this moment.
It's funny to say that after the death of the undead, all emotions are indifferent, but only the word "life" is extremely persistent.
As long as it doesn't affect its survival, I will never get angry.
What's more, what this guy said is right. My brain is a little slow, and I can still find its traces just a little bit.
But at this time, it actually had no idea how to deal with that guy.
Should he swallow it in one gulp? See what the soul of a saint on earth feels like? Or should he bring it to the realm of the underworld and make him the king?
Or not found, which is a good thing!
"I want this person to be of some use!"
so what?
"The world of the living cannot be entered lightly. But I heard that your toy is about to wake up from the grave?"
The skeleton curled its lips to express its displeasure, even though it actually had no lips.
That's his daughter, not a toy——
"Okay! Even if she is your child, I want her to temporarily obey my orders and do some things for me in the real world. I can also help her wake up!"
The skeleton laughed again and stretched out its hand.
"You want benefits? You really don't want to suffer losses."
A bit of black light suddenly jumped into the air and landed in the hands of the skeleton.
It is a black cylinder, like a relic, but it is full of death energy.
The skeleton also shook his hand and smiled with satisfaction.
"Can!"
But it is majestic and solemn, like a big bell vibrating!
Then the place where I focused my attention was on the east side, where life and death meet, where the nine yins gather together!
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On the deck of the Nine-Yang Cloud Ship, Kong Yao stared intently at the pale aura rising dozens of miles away.
Zong Shou's body is inherently difficult to attack by any evil. Even if the evil spirits are powerful and their thoughts are difficult to defeat, in this world, there are still thoughts from heaven and earth that can resist them.
There should be nothing surprising about this scene.
But she was gifted, but she could faintly see the pure white light contained in the aura of death.
This holy king's white energy is actually so strong that it manifests itself in the world?
But why can it be intertwined with the death energy? The two million resentful souls in the sky have not been dispersed by the white energy? What is going on?
Kong Yao suddenly groaned, bitter//Fastest text update-< >-No ads//Rubbed the center of his eyebrows in annoyance.
She couldn't understand all this. She couldn't help but subconsciously caressed her eyebrows. Just a month ago, she gave up this bloodline magical power with her own hands.
She didn't want this to affect her judgment anymore. She also didn't want to lose her life span for that guy.
At this moment, I really wanted to use my eyes to see what was going on over there——
Speaking of which, she still cannot forget the pain that penetrated into her bones when she abandoned the Sky Eye, like a thousand blades scraping her body.
But it might be a blessing in disguise, being on the battlefield again. She found that she was even more keen on grasping the opportunity of a fighter. She could understand the entire battle situation without seeing the overall situation!
"What kind of swordsmanship does he use to control the energy of death?"
"The opening of Jiuyou will tell you to die?"
The ones talking about life over there were none other than Zhao Yanran and the others. Hu Zhongyuan, who was standing next to him, was sarcastically saying: "Now you know you have a headache? If you don't have the ability, don't accept that handsome seal——"
Kong Yao glanced at this guy indifferently, and touched the 'Shangfang Sword' given by Fu Zongshou. When he was about to make a move, he saw Hu Zhongyuan's neck suddenly shrinking, and he took a step back. Kong Yao couldn't help but smile, and then his expression changed.
It turned into solemnity.
"General Ling, please lead the five towns of our headquarters to prepare for landing. The rest of the troops can follow suit! After landing, General Ling will be under unified command. General Tiger can lead his troops to stay on the ship!"
Zong Lan frowned when he heard this: "At this time, the spiritual formation on the island has not been broken yet! Is it too early?"
"When you are all ready, we will probably be able to break through."
The voice is calm, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle——
Zong Lan thought for a while and looked again. There was nothing irrefutable, so he said in a serious voice: "Why not me, but Lingxuan?"
Tiger Zhongyuan is also angry, that is, his qualifications, you have to grow older than Lingxuan. Why do you have to stay in the cloud ship and watch others work?
"Kong Yao dried days for a few months, and when he was bored, he checked the battle of the generals."
Kong Yao's eyes flashed slightly: "The right of the right inspections is more than ten years, and the size of the size is 173 games. Each battle, the enemy forces are more than half.
Zong Lan stunned. What does this have to do with the Lingxuan Army?
"Ben handsome worry is exactly the killing point of the ancestors is too heavy!"
Speaking of which, Kong Yao is a long -sighted: "I guess the meaning of the monarch, about the head of the head. The more than a million soldiers here, he still has it-"
Above the Jiuya Cloud Ship, when it was discussing the landing of the soldiers. Zong Shou had once again carried the mighty anger and came down.
But deep in his eyes, at this moment, it was full of surprise.
This 'unknown' sword is really a bit weird. When it was only a way to retreat from the thousands of evil devils, most of the evil things were beheaded by his sword, and they were killed.
But those ghosts Yuanshen did not dismantle, but they were all absorbed into the body of the Yuanshen sword, and there was no trace.
What's even more weird is that it is only half interest. It is a trace of power, and it is transparent from this unknown sword. A dark green liquid is dripped between the soul sea.
Then, in the soul, it was boiling, countless blue flames burned, and swept away all the corners in his soul.
Zong Shou was startled, and then found that there was no big stagnation, only to let go of his heart for the time being
At this moment, he doesn't have much time, watching this drop of green fluid, where does it come from? What changes have happened between the soul.
With a little distraction, all the minds returned to a little bit of sword tip. Swords like him, when you transported the sword, you should have to do his best.
And this time, it is even more like a rotten bamboo! The seventh floor, the eighth floor, the ninth floor, here the lighting barrier, all of which are under this sword, breaking a drum!
In the last layer, Wei Hai may eventually be calm, and it seems to know that once this layer of spiritual barriers are broken, what will be the end.
Zong Shou's eyes flashed, and then laughed for a long voice. The pale sword in my hand suddenly changed, and the media and the virtual reality were stabbed from the ghost, but the sound of "峥", hit the fist on that fist superior!
Silent and silent, without power, as if it was vulnerable. Wei Hai was like a rabbit and burst back.
It was a gritted teeth and cut his right arm shoulder. At the moment of cutting off, the arm began to decay. Between the beard, there were some gray dust and bones.
At this time, the cold capital was also pale as paper.
Da Xu Tian Wu Sheng has no desperation, and Feng Xie is also unable to get closer. It is expected that the spiritual array that can make millions of people attacking cannot be done, but it can easily break it.
This guard is so strong?
Suddenly, he remembered warning from Daoling Qiong, and it was really half -sentence.
The head of this sword, before the tide of spirit, was really invincible!
At this time, Zong Shou was around, but it was a burst of silver and white flames. The sword in his hand, gently stroked forward, and tore the last layer of spirit.
Then he laughed softly, stepped in with millions of ghost souls, and stepped in.
"Isn't it not given? Since you can't say anything, then you will come in and get it yourself!"