Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

Outside Hangu Pass.

A young man in white, facing several corpses, constantly played out a series of weird talisman.

I saw a faint pitch black talisman appearing above the corpse, and then slowly pouring into the corpse.

After this corpse was moisturized by the talisman, the surrounding flesh and blood suddenly disappeared, and then a group of faint soul fire emerged from the skull of the skeleton.

"Not bad!" Lu Chen shouted excitedly.

This corpse standing on the spot was the commander of the Great Zhou Dynasty's captain, who was carefully tempered and forged through plague, but it was not a top powerhouse.

The strength can be grown through the self-ingestion of Spiritual Qi over time.

Although it was said that using plague technique to control the corpse, Lu Chen's tactics failed a bit. After all, some real powerhouses who practice plague technique can keep the corpse of the dead with its original strength, even more terrifying than its original strength.

Lu Chen was still very happy, because this was his first success.

It also aroused his desire to practice plague.

Looking at the corpse of the captain lying sluggishly on the ground, Lu Chen thought, his hands slightly outlined a talisman, and it slowly hit the corpse of the captain.

Suddenly, the two easily established a connection.

The corpse of the school lieutenant who received the order slowly climbed up from the ground, and then performed various actions in accordance with Lu Chen's orders.

This feeling of manipulating the corpse made Lu Chen couldn't help grinning.

"Well, starting today, I want to become the inheritor of plague, look for the body of the strong, and become a strong!"

Thinking of the powerful abilities of Pan King Dong Yong and Demon Master Kunpeng, Lu Chen's mind had already found in a certain ruin that he was lucky to find the remains of a powerful and powerful as theirs, and refined a super-powerful plague. The corpse is invincible from now on.

But thinking of this, Lu Chen's expression condensed.

He suddenly remembered a very important thing. It seemed that after a great war hundreds of years ago, a place not far from Hangu Pass was an ancient battlefield. The former Nanbo monkey Eshun was ordered by the King Wen to lead his troops. After attacking Hangu Pass, he was killed by Emperor Xin with a sword, and his body was thrown on a mass grave five hundred miles outside the city.

E Shun: The son of Nanbo Hou E Chongyu.

E Chongyu was killed by King Zhou, E Shun succeeded as Nanbohou, raised troops against business, and attacked Hangu Pass. However, due to his mediocre skills, he was defeated by Deng Jiugong many times, and finally broke Hangu Pass and joined forces in Mengjin and the princes of the world. Cut down.

The army marched into the Song Dynasty, King Zhou fought against the princes of the world, E Shun was not an opponent, and King Zhou was slashed under the horse in the melee.

Jiang Ziya made Qishan a god, and named him the wolf star among the seven Northern Dipper stars.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen's breathing gradually became heavier, and his eyes began to shine.

If E Shun was stolen, wouldn't it be the best material for refining corpses? When the time comes, you will work hard, and maybe you will be able to refine a very strong corpse.

However, he still had some hesitation in his heart, mainly because he was afraid that such behavior would be discovered, and then he would become a sinner in the eyes of other human races.

After all, Eshun is a human race, human emperor Xin, a strong man who was slain in the first battle, and frightened the princes of the eight hundred roads, which was of extraordinary significance.

After a long silence, Lu Chen fell into entanglement.

After thinking about it again and again, Lu Chen still didn't want to let go of the chance to get the body of E Shun, and decided to steal it secretly when there were few people in the middle of the night.

Is this feeling of longing for corpses a habit of our blasts?

I remember that Master also often first enters the ruins, or the kind of ruins that have been dug up. The risks are much less. The most important thing is that the corpse is basically no one stolen!

A guess emerged in Lu Chen's mind.

Then he smiled and walked towards Hangu Pass with the corpse of the school lieutenant.

At the same time, the Western world, the top of Lingshan.

Daoist sitting on the Great Hall looked at Luohan who was kneeling in front of him with an indifferent expression, and said lightly: "Uncle Master ordered me to wait west and turn Hu into Buddha, do you understand?"

Daoist Daoist, the eldest disciple of the head teacher under the master of the cult leader, Tongtian patriarch, because his disciple Huo Ling was killed by the interpreter Guangcheng son, Guangcheng son came to Biyou Palace to return the relic of the golden halo crown.

Was besieged by Jiejiao's immortals.

Daoist took the opportunity to provoke, making Master Tongtian also participate in the war of conferring the gods.

So acting for the Master to set up the Zhuxian Formation under the Jiepai Pass.

Daoist was knocked to the ground by Guang Chengzi with Fan Tianyin during the battle between the two religions.

After the defeat of the Master Tongtian, Daoist was taken away because of his plot against the old man.

The Lohan below shivered, he was also a low-level fairy in the Western world, and the Tathagata in front of him was terrifying and appalling. He couldn't have any thoughts of resistance at all. For fear of the other party's thoughts, he would turn himself between his hands. Beheaded here, blood splattered on the spot.

Hearing Daoist's question, Luohan hurriedly lay down on the ground: "My Buddha gives me a new life, and the little Ding will do my best to do things for my Buddha!"

"Go, I'll give you a chance to go back, do this well, I will definitely have a great reward!" Looking at the man who was kneeling on the ground, Daoist's eyes flashed with determination.

......

As night fell, the surroundings were slightly noisy.

In the Western world, after tens of thousands of years of cultivation and rejuvenation, it can be considered to have recovered a bit of vitality, and it is explaining the two teachings, accepting many strong people, and the surrounding is thriving.

There was a mess of footsteps from far to near.

The cold rain kept beating on the boy, he leaned against the corner and gasped, his expression filled with disbelief.

The fine beads of sweat on his forehead mixed with blood flowed down, and the lips on his pale face quivered.

What happened in this half day made the teenager feel as if he was experiencing a nightmare, but all of this was too real, and it really made him feel terrified.

He subconsciously turned his head to face not far behind him, and looked back.

The place beyond his sight was shrouded in dim darkness, which made the young man's nerves tense.

After waiting for a while, the boy finally breathed a sigh of relief, his body leaned against the wall and fell to the ground, his spirit also began to be a little trance, his thoughts floated to an hour ago again.

......

An hour ago, the boy completed the Buddhism Cultivator in the temple and returned to his home as usual.

When I opened the door, I discovered that the statue of Zhun Ti who was enshrined by the Western religion had come true.

Hastily bowed to the ground, praying for the blessing of the Western leader.

As a result, he saw that the leading teacher looked at him with a grim expression and waved his hand. It turned out that it was the father who had been in bed for a long time and killed him directly.

The smile on his face was terrifying.

The young man ran here in a panic and looked terrified.

He didn't know what happened. In the Western world, the Western religion that everyone believes in, the leader actually killed someone? ? ?

Could it be that he didn't do enough? ? ?

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