Great Emperor Myriad

"Okay! You are waiting!"

Although the old man in black robe looked very ugly, he still did the same for the grandson's life.

I saw a fragrant incense in his hand, smoky, exudes a strange wave, and then the void began to tremble.

Rumble!

The black life was violent, the four voids were violently shaking, and an ancient and mysterious wave permeated.

Click!

The void was broken in an instant, a huge black coffin came out in the air, exuding the immense magnificence, and surrounded by several old men in black robes, and behind them were hundreds of zombies with blue-faced fangs!

Those old men in black robe turned out to be like the old man in black robe in front of them.

The thing that Ling Xiao paid most attention to was the black coffin. The breath from the black coffin gave Ling Xiao a dangerous feeling.

Buzz!

The black coffin opened slowly, and one of them was wearing a robe, holding a whisk, and looked like a baby. The old man with the fairy bones sat up.

He wears a crown of feathers and looks pale. When his eyes are open, it seems as if the **** is open. It contains a mysterious light that enchants people. It seems that people will fall into it unconsciously.

"Motong, why use the scent of incense to disturb the patriarch?"

The old man in the robe is the patriarch of the dead, and an old man in black robe beside him said expressionlessly.

Mo Tong quickly saluted the old man in the robe among the black coffins, and smiled bitterly: "Patriarch, I can't do anything! These two tribes coerced my grandson Mo Tianlin and asked me to surrender ten thousand years ago. There is no way for me to invite the patriarch out of the coffin left here!"

"The coffin here?!"

Mo Tong's words made many elders of the dead clan change their faces, revealing Sen Han's killing intent, and even Patriarch Mo Soul's eyes flashed sharply.

"Come on! Everything in this coffin mountain belongs to my dead race. I want to see who dares to **** my dead race!"

"What if the black coffin was left behind ten thousand years ago? It's now my dead family's thing, so they can't be arrogant here!"

"Patriarch, this person trespasses on the holy land of my dead race, and should be guilty of death!"

"Kill them!"

"..."

The elders of many dead races are murderous one by one, their eyes are full of cold edges, staring at Ling Xiao and others.

Even, they walked up towards Ling Xiao four people, as if to disagree, they would shoot several people at Ling Xiao.

Mo Soul, the patriarch of the dead, glanced at Ling Xiao and Jin Se lightly: "The coffin here is already a thing of my dead family. The old man can spare your life today, let go of Tianlin, and leave quickly! "

Both the old goat and the white dragon horse were laughed at by the dead guys.

They clearly admitted that the coffin was taken away by them, and even shamelessly said that everything in Wan Coffin Mountain was them, and even pretended to be Fang Lingxiao.

Have seen shameless, have not seen such shameless!

"Your group of old and undead things, Ben Emperor will tell you again and hand over the coffin, otherwise you will let the dead tribe die again! But if you die this time, it will be completely soulless, don't think about it anymore. Come alive!"

The old goat sneered and pointed to the crowd of the dead.

Ling Xiao's eyes were cold. Although he didn't speak, the old goat's words also meant what he meant.

The so-called dead race should be the corpses of the ancient strongmen, who were infiltrated by the air of life and death for thousands of years in Wan Coffin Mountain, and new spiritual wisdom was born in the corpses, and these guys formed a new race.

Although the strength of these guys is very strong, almost all of them have inherited the powerful power of the corpses themselves, but they are already a new creature. They did not expect them to be arrogant and arrogant to say that everything in Wan Coffin Mountain is theirs.

Ling Xiao also wanted to teach these arrogant guys.

"It seems that you are unwilling to release Tianlin? If so, then you all go to die! Motong, kill them!"

The patriarch Mo Soon said indifferently that there was no slight emotion in his eyes. Looking at Ling Xiao, several people turned out to be like watching ants, as if they could be crushed to death.

"Yes!"

Mo Tong and three other black robe elders came out and enveloped Ling Xiao's four in the center, all exuding a powerful and unmatched breath.

Although Mo Tong's face was ugly, he was worried about his grandson's life, but the patriarch gave orders and he could only obey.

And he believed that if four people shot at the same time, Mo Tianlin might be rescued with a thunderbolt.

"act recklessly!"

Ling Xiao's face also became cold.

Do the old things of this group of dead people really think that they can run rampant with the power of their gods? It is a pity that God of War Realm is not what they imagined!

"Dragon Horse, protect Jinse!"

Ling Xiao said lightly, and then squeezed Mo Tianlin's neck with one hand, and walked towards the four gods.

Before Ling Xiao became a god, he was able to kill gods, not to mention now?

The old goat and the white dragon horse were beside Jin Se, and there was a trace of sarcasm in their eyes. These shameless things were finally about to kick on the iron plate.

"What are you doing? Let go of Tianlin!"

Mo Tong saw Ling Xiao's indifferent gaze, struck a shock all over, suddenly had a bad hunch, and shouted quickly.

boom!

In Ling Xiao's palm, the fire that swallowed the sky rose instantaneously, fierce and unmatched, containing the power of Zhiyang Zhigang, directly covering Mo Tianlin.

"Ah... Grandpa, save me..."

The sound of Mo Tianlin's scream came like a ghost crying and howling, making a very miserable voice.

Speaking of the dead, they can only survive the second life through the rich death. The most masculine powers of flame and thunder are for them the nemesis.

Mo Tianlin was enveloped by the fire that swallowed the sky, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and the fire began to burn instantly.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

Mo Tong's eyes instantly turned red.

His whole body trembles, his eyes full of anger and murderous intent, and a punch flies towards Ling Xiao!

Rumble!

The black divine light is dazzling~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This fist contains extremely virulent power, as if to destroy human vitality and Yuanshen completely.

The combat power of Motong Divine Realm has completely exploded!

"court death!"

In Ling Xiao's eyes, there was a murderous flash in his eyes.

boom!

Jin Xia was dazzling, Ling Xiao's body of light burst out, and the black dead air was scattered away. The golden fist print was unmatched and contained monstrous power, and Ling Xiao's repair For the breath also broke out completely.

"what?!"

Mo Tong was shocked, and his eyes were full of unbelievable expressions. He didn't expect Ling Xiao to be a god, and the power of this fist made him feel terrified!

Click!

The two fists intersect, and Mo Tong's arm is instantly bombed by Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao's punch is unabated, and the speed is almost extreme, suddenly slamming on Mo Tong's chest.

Mo Tong's chest cracked like a mirror, spreading in all directions, and then burst into a smash!

The undead elders of the dead family, the powerful gods, were killed by Ling Xiao with a punch!

PS: The fifth change is over, the brothers take a break early, and strive to make up for the previous debt before the end of the month.

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