Kneel to Me

The terrifying roar of the tens of thousands of ghosts finally disappeared.

Inside the Xuanling Sect, the stones on the playground were still broadcasting the live broadcast for the disciples of the Xuanling Sect, and everyone burst into tears.

Infected by the atmosphere, Zeng Can couldn't help but redden his eyes.

【Ahhhhhhh Song Juyao didn't catch up! 】

【It really exploded! 】

[It may not be useful to catch up with it]

【It's so sad】

At the podium, through the satellite, I saw that the tomb of King Ling was instantly shrouded in darkness, and the darkness was like a huge mushroom cloud that exploded on the ground, rushing in all directions like a tsunami. Buildings, neon lights, traffic jams, people don't know anything about the impending disaster.

Luo Ping is a member of the ordinary city B. He sat in front of the computer, browsed the comments that supported him, accepted a small advertisement, and then shut down and went to bed with a satisfied sense of happiness.

He was just lying on the bed and closed his eyes when suddenly a heart-pounding explosion sounded as if the sky had broken. He jumped up from the bed and ran to the window to look out.

He was stunned.

He saw black gas rushing in like a tsunami in the distance, he knew what it was, it was evil.

So much, so fast, and he couldn't escape. He could only stare at it, watching it getting closer and closer, and heard countless screams of horror in his ears, but those voices stopped abruptly, because they also Like myself, submerged.

The whole world has turned black, and all perceptions are left with a biting terrifying yīn cold.

...

In the podium, everyone bowed their heads in silence, their eyes were red, but their hearts were slightly relieved. The problem of King Ling's tomb was solved, and the ghost king and those ghost soldiers could no longer threaten the country.

"Concentrate all medical resources in the country and prepare to rescue City B!" The general began to order.

"Yes!"

"Wait, wait, what is that?" Suddenly, his face changed greatly.

On the screen, the tomb of King Ling, shrouded in darkness, has a red shadow moving.

The special material of the screen can reflect the shape and appearance of ghosts through the unique energy frequency of ghosts, and now, the dazzling red on the screen is ghosts.

They stood up abruptly from their chairs, their faces turned pale, sweat rolled down their faces, and desperation came out little by little.

It was a burly and imposing ghost, wearing armor and riding a horse. Slowly and leisurely, he walked out of the tomb from the overwhelming horror atmosphere.

The masters who fell to the ground had expressions of despair on their faces.

After so many sacrifices, this thousand-year-old ghost king was not killed by the evil bomb! But among their major sects, there is no outstanding child who can deal with him!

The despair continued. After the ghost king came out, several ghosts on horseback followed one after another. They must be the lieutenants of King Ling, who were also bloody madmen.

【Fuck? ? ! ! 】

【Is that a ghost? That's a ghost! ! ! 】

【Not dead yet! Omg! 】

[Song Juyao is about to arrive, rush! ! ! ! 】

[Song Fan is just like her parents, she always puts her on the shelf when she has nothing to do, be careful to fall down]

【? It's better than you, a keyboard warrior who only babbles and runs faster than anyone else in an accident]

it's over...

In the podium, everyone could not help but have this idea in their hearts.

At this moment, in the camera, something like a meteor suddenly burst in, emitting a faint white light, a small one, rushing into the darkness.

"Is that... a person??" The observer was stunned.

Everyone on the podium looked over, and then suddenly widened their eyes in shock, even—

"Zoom in!" Someone immediately commanded.

So soon, everyone saw that the one flying in the sky was really a human being! A girl with a high ponytail stepped on the sword.

Their hearts were beating wildly, their fists clenched tightly, and they stared at the screen intently. This is an expert from outside the world who saw the disaster and offered to help?

"I remembered, she is Song Juyao! The one from the Sword Sect at the beginning of the universe, the center of the universe!!" The young observer jumped up and said.

"In the beginning of the Sword Sect... I remembered, they seem to have applied for the use of the air road before, saying that they want to fly with the sword."

They all thought it was a fantasy, and they didn't take it to heart at all. In the end, they never expected that people could really fly with swords! !

Omg!

Song Juyao flew over the tomb of King Ling, without hesitation, the sword under his feet flew into his hand and slashed in the air. The sharp sword rolled up a gust of wind, wrapped in endless murderous aura, and descended from the sky.

I saw the strong evil spirit of King Ling's tomb, which was split open in an instant, surging around, disappearing, and in the blink of an eye, an empty piece came out.

The people on the podium were stunned, their mouths opened unconsciously.

She landed on the open space with her sword in hand, stood up straight, and looked straight ahead with her eyes cold and sharp.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! 】

[I really love watching her swing her sword, how can she be so beautiful! 】

【Handsome, beautiful and sassy! 】

[Didn't it say that Song Juyao Tianlinggen died? How did she become so great? 】

All the tombs of King Ling fell to the ground

Conscious masters, all eyes widened, what? Is this dreaming?