Rebirth Dominator

"Kailing!"

"Lift the coffin!"

A few days later, he was secretly buried in the deep mountains and old forests. A sacred wood coffin was excavated by a group of extraordinary people. Zhang Ping walked out of the mausoleum wearing a robe of gossip.

The soaring spiritual power and coercion surged from the coffin, and the group of extraordinary people standing outside the mausoleum couldn't even stand firm in the face of this coffin, and some first-order monks even knelt down on the ground , I couldn't lift my head up.

And if you can see through the coffin, you can see that a corpse in the coffin is still lifelike after so long, as if it is not dead, but just fell into a deep sleep.

"This is, is that the one?" Several young men and women in uniforms exclaimed.

"I heard that the first extraordinary people, everyone was born with great luck, and they were able to open the door of gods and demons at the very beginning. Everyone is the seed that can truly become a fairy. The first generation of the head of our Zhang family Of course it is!"

A strong and tall middle-aged man looked back at everyone: "This time is related to the future of everyone in our Zhang family, the fate of the entire Zhang family! Everyone can't have any accidents."

An old man who seemed to be about the same age as Zhang Ping stood in front of the mausoleum with a cane, looking at the sacred wooden coffin exuding spiritual light: "This is an opportunity won by two generations of patriarchs, and it is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! If...if it really works..."

A military transport plane with the logo of the Bureau of Investigation took off secretly from the suburbs of Waigang City, and flew overseas from Waigang City. This military transport plane will stop at an airport in New Zealand for a short time, and then fly directly to the Antarctic Gate of Gods and Demons .

The plane traveled through the sea of ​​clouds all the way, and the flight was very normal all the way, but when it reached the Pacific Ocean, I saw the dashboard on the plane started to spin around.

"What's going on?" The pilot of the plane didn't know why.

"No! This is the emergence of a spiritual tide, and someone is using a large-scale spell!" A soldier in the cabin immediately stood up and looked into the distance.

All I saw was that the clouds above the sky in the distance turned into black clouds, and the sea was filled with gray mist. As the wind blew, they chased the plane.

The whole world turned into a cloud of gray, sweeping towards the plane.

The thick fog blocked the plane like a layer of walls, and it shuttled through it in a panic, as if it couldn't find up, down, left, and right.

At this time, a huge black phantom rushed out of the gray fog.

"Jie jie jie jie jie!"

"Not good! Everyone avoid it!"

Accompanied by crazy laughter, the huge specter turned into a ray of black light and passed through the transport plane. In an instant, it was seen that the plane was trampled and exploded like a plastic toy.

"Boom!"

There was a huge explosion accompanied by more than a dozen auras of light coming out of it. Zhang Ping stood above the sky with a huge sacred wood coffin on his back, looking at the huge black shadow above the sky with burning eyes.

"Spirit Stamp! The last time you attacked Waigang City, only a wisp of soul was left after you were beaten. After hiding your head and showing your tail for so long, you were chased by people like a bereaved dog. How dare you reappear this time?"

The person who came was Stamp, the wraith, the fourth-order transcendent who escaped from Waigang City after being beaten to the last time with only a wisp of remnant soul left.

The huge specter was hundreds of meters across, standing in the gray mist and under the black sea of ​​clouds, with only a terrifying face and a big face left, and thousands of resentful souls and evil spirits constantly surrounded it His face was howling and screaming.

Throughout the spreading gray fog, thousands of souls of the dead could be seen shuttling back and forth. In an instant, the sky seemed to have turned into a kingdom of the dead.

"Of course, everyone knows that I am looking for a body that can carry my strength. If I can regain the power of the fourth level, who else would dare to chase me down? Who else would dare to arrest me?"

The huge phantom roared towards the sky, the gray mist covered the sky, and the phantom twisted and released his evil will wantonly.

And the greedy eyes of the phantom were completely focused on the sacred wooden coffin carried by Zhang Ping: "And in this world, what kind of body can compare to the one who ranked first on the list of gods in the past?" What about Qingyang Sanren?"

"As long as I take his body, I will be able to stand at the top again. Those who inflicted pain on me in the past will definitely suffer the most severe punishment from God!"

Stamp, the wraith, thought of the days when he was constantly hunted down and wanted like a mouse. He thought of the Wu Zong Lu Wu, the sword fairy Lin Shu, and the Eastern Transcendents who caused him to be in this situation. Hatred welled up in my heart.

"Zhang! Hand over the body of Qingyang Sanren, or I will taste your soul today!" The huge black specter let out a sharp laugh.

"Oh? I think the day you mentioned will probably never come!"

At this time, a golden light shot up into the sky, dispelling the thick fog, and a warrior wearing a military uniform and exuding supernatural power came from the void and stood on the sky to confront the phantom.

A dozen extraordinary people in the sky, including Zhang Ping, who was carrying the Shenmu coffin, surrounded the phantom at the same time.

As soon as he saw the figure, the phantom that overflowed with thick gray mist immediately let out a sharp roar: "Lu Wu!"

The person in front of him was simply a shame in his life. As a fourth-order transcendent, he was defeated by a third-rank extraordinary in the energy tower. The ranking above the gods list once rose to the top seven.

Wraith Stamp, on the other hand, has become the object of ridicule in the entire Extraordinary world. So far, there are still a lot of posts on the Extraordinary Forum that ridicule and comment on Wraith Stamp, listing him as the weakest fourth-order and the most miserable person in history.

Lu Wu sneered: "Meet you again! Stamp, I miss you very much recently!"

Zhang Ping carried the heavy sacred wood coffin on his back, lifted the white jade tripod of Qingyang Sanren in the past, and performed the formula of Taishou Mountain, Ruyi Lianbao Jue, and immediately saw that this follower of Qingyang Sanren broke through and was close to the fourth level. The magic weapon also overflowed with a lot of aura.

"Stamp, Wraith! You should have died in Weigang City last time. This time, let's end the curtain completely!"

Wraith Stamp's entire phantom was distorted out of shape, and his huge face seemed to be constantly elongated, showing the huge impact in his heart.

But then he let out a smug laugh, as if it wasn't him who was surrounded, but Lu Wu: "Lu Wu! You finally appeared, very good, very good!"

Its venomous eyes seemed to turn into real rays, and the huge mouth continuously spit out one after another resentful spirits: "I've been waiting for you too!"

"You are too arrogant! If the artifact in the energy tower hadn't suppressed my power in the past, how could you be my opponent? Do you think you have no opponent after breaking through the fourth level?"

With his last roar, strong sound waves and fluctuations spread towards the surroundings: "Also, do you think I came here alone today? Wu Zong Lu Wu, I don't know how many people in the world want to kill you too! "

"Your power in the east is too strong, starting from you, the times have begun to change!"

Lu Wu also felt some bad premonition at this time, as if sensing a strong threat and a huge crisis on a whim.

At the same time, above the gray mist, black clouds broke apart, and two powerful figures descended, surrounding Wu Zong Lu Wu.

The two figures exuded a strong extraordinary light, breaking through the clouds and descending into the world like gods and Buddhas.

One person was filled with deathly energy, and the whole person looked like a zombie, riding on a ferocious bone bird.

It is wearing a black dilapidated cloak, and it is a dead spirit bone bird refined by unknown gods and demons. With its huge wings spread out, you can see the wind and clouds surging, thunder and lightning flickering between the wings, and thick black smoke is emitted from the bones. Dispersed, forming streams of smoke, rolling towards the sky, forming the black clouds in the sky.

Following his appearance, hundreds of thousands of dead creatures could be seen rising and falling in the black cloud. Bone claws and heads protruded from it, looking at everyone below.

This terrifying scene is extremely frightening, and it can almost outline the most terrifying nightmare in the heart of the heart.

One person has a pair of white wings, and the body exudes an incomparably sacred milky white radiance, like an angel descending, the moment his wings are opened, the light breaks through the clouds and shines down, refracting ten thousand feet of light.

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