Chapter 657 Come and Get It in Person

A very familiar breath—————

This is a lonely world, with mountains, plains, rivers and big rivers.

But there is only no vegetation, no living things.

The sky is dark, and countless soul fires are floating. Looking down at the ground, one could see countless si creatures with rigid 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 inaudible, but near this palace, it caused a disaster.

Countless yin fires were extinguished one after another because of this sound,

At this moment in the deep palace, a skeleton-like figure sitting on a golden throne opened his eyes in a daze.

It is said to be 'open', but it is actually a ball of soul fire burning in the two cavities.

It may be that he has been asleep for many years, and his mind is blurred and confused.

"This is kingly way, no, it's actually the breath of the Holy Emperor

The last two words spit out from the mouth. The skeleton straightened up abruptly, with surprise and nostalgia in his eyes.

I haven't felt the aura of a holy emperor for many years. Whether it was 10,000 years or 20,000 years, it was too long for him to remember.

But this air machine, why does it feel a little different.

The qi of the saint, interacting with the qi of the underworld, and the evil spirits recede

Unexpectedly, such a character appeared in the living world!

I don't know if this person is also in that person's expectation?

Blinking his mouth in depression, he made a 'click' sound, as if he was laughing.

But then the skeleton suddenly stopped.

Evil spirits retreat? Psychic sympathy? How is this going? How can it be possible for a holy king to resist his anger? How could it be possible to have sympathy with Ming Qi?

In front of him, there should be tens of thousands of evil spirits, so you can't get close!

How could this saint's breath be transmitted to the underworld?

A sense of crisis suddenly rushed to my heart, but inexplicably, there was a hint of surprise.

Mudi stood up, with a vast mind, searching and sweeping around. Searching everywhere, the location of the silk air machine.

But at this moment, it was already too late, and there was no trace of it

The skeleton didn't want to smile anymore, and fell into deep thought.

Just a moment later, the dark white flames around it suddenly jumped for a moment.

A voice, from nowhere, passed through the air...

"Do you feel what happened just now?"

The skeleton did not answer in silence, isn't this nonsense? If it didn't have a feeling, why did it search the area of ​​100,000 miles here with its spiritual thoughts?

"So do you know where it is? I don't know who did it in the real world?"

The skeleton is still silent, even if it knows about it, it will not tell this person.

"So you haven't found it? Your head, it seems, needs to be washed. It's been so sleepy for more than 10,000 years!"

Ordinarily, being ridiculed like this, one should be angry. But at this time, the skeleton did not feel angry.

It's ridiculous 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, it will never be angry.

Besides, this guy is right. My own brain is a little dull, and it's only a little bit off, and I can find its trace.

But at this time, it actually didn't think about how to deal with that guy.

Did you swallow it in one gulp? What does it feel like to take a look at the soul of a saint in the world? Or bring this world of underworld and treat it as king?

Or if you don't find it, it's a good thing!

"I want this person, 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, expressing its displeasure, although it didn't actually have lips.

That's its daughter, not a toy

"Okay! Even if it's your child, I want her, just obey my orders for the time being, and do something for this deity in the real world. This deity can also help her wake up!"

The skeleton laughed again, and stretched out its hand.

"Want to benefit? You are really unwilling to suffer."

A little black light suddenly leaped into the sky and reached the skeleton's hand.

It is a black cylinder, like a relic, but full of sin.

The skeleton shook his hand and smiled with satisfaction.

"Can!"

But it is majestic and solemn, like a Hong Zhong shaking!

Then the place of attention is the east, the place where life and death meet, where the nine Yins gather together!

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On the deck of the Nine-tooth Cloud Ship, Kong Yao stared intently at the musty-white aura rising dozens of miles away.

Zong Shou's body is inherently hard to deal with all evils. Even if the evil spirits are powerful and formidable with thoughts, in this world, there are still heaven and earth thoughts to resist them on their behalf.

There should be nothing surprising about this scene.

But she is very talented, but she can faintly see that pure white aura contained in that meditative aura,

This holy king's white qi is actually so rich that it manifests in the world?

But why can it be intertwined with that Siqi? The two million resentful souls in the sky have not been dispersed by this white air? What's going on here?

Kong Yao immediately groaned and rubbed the space between her brows in distress.

All this really made her unable to understand. She couldn't help stroking the center of her eyebrows subconsciously. Just a month ago, she gave up this bloodline supernatural power with her own hands.

I don't want to affect the half-break in her heart because of this. I also don't want to lose my life for that guy.

At this time, I really want to use my heavenly eyes to see what happened over there.

Speaking of which, when she discarded the Sky Eye, she still couldn't forget the pain that went deep into the bone marrow, like a thousand blades scraping her body.

However, it may be a blessing in disguise, returning to the battlefield again. She found that she had a keener grasp of fighter opportunities.

He didn't look at the overall situation, but he was able to understand the entire battle situation clearly!

"The envoy's spirit, what kind of swordsmanship is he doing?"

"The opening of the Nine Netherworld, tell me?"

It was Zhao Yanran and the others who were talking about the work over there. Hu Zhongyuan, who was standing beside him, was sneering at this moment: "Do you know that you have a headache at this time? If you don't have this ability, don't accept that handsome seal."

Kong Yao glanced at this guy indifferently, stroked the "Shangfang Sword" given by Fu Zongshou, and was about to move, when Hu Zhongyuan's neck shrank suddenly, and he took a step back. Kong Yao couldn't help but smile, and then his expression changed again became awe-inspiring.

"General Ling, please lead the five towns of your headquarters and prepare to land. The rest of the troops can follow! After landing, General Kouhu will lead the troops to stay on the ship under the unified command of General Ling!"

Zong Lan frowned when he heard this: "The spirit array on the island has not been breached yet! Is it too early?"

"When everyone is ready, it will probably be broken."

The voice is calm and calm

Zong Lan thought for a while, then looked again. There is nothing to refute, so he said in a concentrated voice: "Why is it not the commander, but Lingxuan?"

Hu Zhongyuan is also angry, even his qualifications are older than this guy Lingxuan. Why do you have to stay behind the cloud ship and watch others make meritorious deeds?

"Kong Yao has been working for several months, and when he was bored, he checked the battles of all the generals in Qiantian."

Kong Yao's eyes flickered slightly: "You have been tied to the right for more than ten years, and there have been one hundred and seventy-three battles. In each battle, the enemy has killed and wounded more than half. Is it true that there are four more prisoners?"

Zong Lan was startled, what does this have to do with Lingxuan commanding the army?

"The commander-in-chief's worry is that Zongshuan is too murderous!"

Speaking of this, Kong Yao's eyes wandered: "I guess the king's intention is to kill the leader. There are more than one million elite soldiers here, he is still useful."

On the Nine-tooth Cloud Ship, they were discussing the landing of soldiers. Zong Shou has once again rushed down with that mighty vigor.

But in the depths of his eyes, there is a look of astonishment at this moment.

This 'nameless, sword' is really weird. Just now when he timidly retreated the thousands of evil spirits, most of them were killed by his sword intent.

But those souls and primordial spirits did not just shatter and disappear, but were all absorbed and fused into the primordial soul sword without a trace.

What's even more weird is that it's only half a breath. Another trace of strange force penetrated from this nameless sword. A drop of dark green liquid fell between the sea of ​​souls.

Then, within that divine soul, it boiled immediately, and countless blue flames burned, sweeping away to all corners of his primordial soul.

Zong Shou was taken aback, but after realizing that he was fine, he was temporarily relieved

At this moment, he didn't have much time to observe where this drop of green liquid came from. Between the soul, what happened to the change.

With a little distraction, all thoughts returned to the tip of the sword. A swordsman like him should do his best when wielding his sword. It's not right to be distracted at all!

But this time, it was even more like a broken bamboo! The seventh floor, the eighth floor, and the ninth floor, all the aura barriers here are all broken by this sword!

In the last layer, Wei Hai may not be able to calm down in the end, and he seems to know, once this layer of spiritual barrier is broken, what will happen in the end. With a sudden punch, a strong bang came!

Zong Shou's eyes flashed, and then he laughed out loud. The pale sword light in his hand suddenly changed, between reality and reality. It seemed to be stabbing out from the darkness, but with a 'Zheng' sound, it hit the fist!

No sound, no strength, as if vulnerable. Wei Hai, on the other hand, retreated like a child.

He gritted his teeth suddenly and chopped off his right arm shoulder-to-shoulder. The moment it was severed, the arm began to rot, and within a short while, some gray dust and bones were left.

At this time, Handu's complexion was already as pale as paper.

The Daxutian Wushengban Formation is helpless, and the Feng Xie Jue Talisman is also unable to get close. It is estimated that millions of people can attack the helpless spirit array, but it is also easy to break through.

This Zongshou is actually so strong?

All of a sudden, he recalled the warning from Dao Lingqiong Realm, and it was exactly the same.

This absolute oblique leader, before the spiritual tide, was really invincible in the world!

Zong Shou was surrounded by bursts of silvery white flames. With the sword in his hand, he slashed forward lightly, tearing away the last layer of spiritual barrier.

Then with a soft smile, stepping on the millions of ghosts, stepped in.

"Isn't it not? Since good words don't make sense, then Gu will come in and get it himself!"