Martial Soul Of The Perfect World

Rumble!

This ancient burial site suddenly found an incredible change, and the ancient sacrificial ceremonies sounded, shaking the earth, as if praying and calling through the long river of history.

The female burialist was even more stunned, looking at the three of them with incredible eyes.

"Some of you are the deceased Burial Kings. It turns out that this is the case. No wonder, it's the Burial King's obsession, Samsara. Will you live another life?"

The female burialist stared at the three of them with wide beautiful eyes, and kept looking over, looking over, more gazes stayed on Shi Zhongyu.

Shi Zhongyu was silent, he was wondering what the plot was.

This seems to foreshadow a statement that Shi Hao can continue to Samsara because he originally exists at the level of the Immortal King, and Samsara has changed, as if it foreshadows that the Shi Hao he knows by Shi Zhongyu is just a dream of others.

Shi Zhongyu looked at Shi Hao, stretched out his hand and knocked on his forehead, making a sound, is this a real skull?

Shi Hao was speechless, the skull's head turned "KaKa", his mouth opened silently, and his lower jaw made a rattling sound, especially crisp.

The fire of the soul is burning, looking at Shi Zhongyu through his eyes, as if to say again, "Brother, what do you want to drop".

And Shi Zhongyu thought about Xiao Chen, this guy is also a strange thing, and he has to reach out and knock.

Xiao Chen was silent, struggling intentionally, but at the end he took the initiative to move forward.

Shi Zhongyu frowned twice, smooth as jade, this place was really strange enough.

"Enough, I want to live with you forever."

Xiao Chen was touched with horror, and the angry soul spread the voice.

"Oh, forget, I was thinking about a very important thing. The key is that your head is too slippery, and I can't help but touch a few more."

Shi Zhongyu replied seriously.

Xiao Chen: "..."

If it weren't for it, it would take Shizhongyu to suppress Maokeng for a hundred years, and it would take one day.

"Don't forget that you are still half of my disciple, thinking about the master in your heart, you are not a good apprentice if you hit the master with bad ideas."

Shi Zhongyu looked at Xiao Chen with dangerous eyes.

Xiao Chen: "..."

The magical powers like his heart power are definitely one of the most disgusting magical powers in the world.

This area is one of the three sacrificial sacred land in the burial realm. A supreme burial king was buried here, which caused a strange and ominous occurrence here, and all the burialists moved away.

The female burialist had a hunch at this time that something big might happen, and she didn't expect that passing by here would cause a big disturbance.

There are stone monuments rising from the ground, like huge mountains standing on top of the earth, a good place, as if suddenly turned into a cemetery of the gods.

"You, there are some of you who are obsessed with the burial king, and it is likely to be related to a burial king's remains buried here."

The female burialist's voice trembled, staring at Shi Zhongyu, and said.

Her words obviously seemed to be speaking to Shi Zhongyu.

Shi Zhongyu knew very well that this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Uuuuu..."

At this moment, a cry of wolf horn and ghost sounded.

The voice seemed to be right in front of my eyes, and it seemed to drift away from eternal years.

"Huang, my good brother, where are you? Where are you buried? You screamed!"

A fat and sturdy middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a robes of fairy gold silk, bloody, bumping and bumping, like crazy, staggering, crying in a cemetery.

There is a black mist ahead, with silver and light golden mist, which is evaporating. It is the reflection of time and space. I don't know when the impact was left. Or, this is what is happening behind another long river of history.

"Then, isn't that Cao Yusheng?"

Shi Hao said in surprise.

"Is that the point? You are not known as Huangdi, who is that middle-aged fat Taoist person?

Brother, shouldn't you really be the Burial King Samsara, a ray of unquenchable obsession, Samsara reincarnated and grew up to the present. "

Xiao Chen exclaimed.

"Who is talking, who is calling my name."

At this moment, the fat Taoist said to himself, looked in all directions, said.

"He, he heard, will the little Fatty Cao Yusheng exist as an immortal king in the future?"

Xiao Chen said silently.

He just teased Jade Rabbit with lunar yin, so he was spoiled by this little Fatty and reported to Ruoshui, letting him go to bed at night and kicked out of bed.

"Got you."

At the same time, the middle-aged fat Taoist had bright eyes and looked over through historical occasions.

This is a very magical scene, the people after eternal years are looking at the people in the past.

And the fat Taoist also saw the big guy, especially Shi Hao. In his eyes, Shi Hao was not a skeleton man at all.

"Good brother, Jiu knows you must be alive."

The Taoist muttered to himself.

"You don't know me, Cao Yusheng, fatty."

Xiao Chen said.

"Who are you ant?"

Hearing someone calling him, Cao Yusheng looked at Xiao Chen and said to himself again.

However, Shi Zhongyu was proficient in lip language, and he saw it directly. In fact, he couldn't talk directly.

Shi Zhongyu thought more, and Tianjin discovered that Cao Yusheng didn't seem to know him and Xiao Chen.

It stands to reason that they have already met. With Karma, why don't they know each other.

"Cao Yusheng, you don't know Shi Zhongyu, you are his follower, he is the emperor."

Shi Hao was the smartest, and he was aware of what he was most worried about. He found that many people would not know Shi Zhongyu in the future.

Why is this happening?

Could it be that the little Big Brother would really fall, and someone even erased all traces of his existence.

Cao Yusheng also called his name to him. At this right time and place, you can see everyone through the future.

However, it was impossible for him to hear what Shi Hao said.

But he saw Shi Hao's eagerness, and the other party wanted to ask him something.

boom!

The ripples of time are boiling, and the history is overwhelming, so Fatty wants to ask clearly.

"What did you say?"

Finally came these four words.

At the same time, a terrifying fairy thunderbolt, like a whip of order, drew over, smashed Cao Yusheng's head, his body was blackened and thunder was spitting out of his mouth.

"He is still so weak. He will work overtime for this little Fatty in the future, and train him well. Isn't it just a whip of scourge?"

Shi Zhongyu curled his lips and said.

"Don't forget, that little Fatty's three-legged cat Kung Fu can't hold back such a scourge. He was severely injured in one blow. It's terrible!"

Xiao Chen was also next to Mai Tai without hesitation.

Shi Hao was even more anxious, feeling helpless, why is the little Fatty so weak? He wanted to ask too much.

The key is to look at the situation, this little Fatty is unable to talk to him.

Shi Hao is also aware of this situation, not only has experienced this for the first time, but he is very calm.

"Cao Yusheng, you practice hard, why are you still so weak."

Shi Hao said helplessly.

On the opposite side, Cao Yusheng saw Shi Hao talking, and desperately received it, and once again received a whip of the Immortal Dao's Scourge.

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