Strongest Martial God

The three ghosts of Tiantian have always been suppressed by Ye, and they dare not have any delusions, but now they are heavy and degraded, and their minds are just about to move.

"Perhaps, we can re-establish a brand new cultivating apocalypse." A ghostly singer with a bit of hesitation, if it can rebuild the cult of the heavens, it should have great benefits, but they are not enough. The strong people of Xianyu discovered that they were forced to kill them.

After all, they are not Ye Zhong, there is no such strength, and there is no such courage, otherwise they will not yield to Ye Zhong’s hands on the same day.

"Hey, we have worked hard to join the Tiantian religion. Over the years, we have done a lot of good things for these days, but in the end we have not got anything. We can only say that it is a pity. Let's go and dig out the grave of Ye Zhong. His body is used to make alchemy. The benefits are quite a lot." There is a fierce flash in the light of a ghost. He looked at the rudder of Tian Tianjiao. There is a new grave in that place, which was made by a generation of immortals.

"Don't be arrogant, the grave looks simple, but it is made by the immortal king. Even if it is a reincarnation, the king has to give him face. If we are instigated, a bad one will lead to the immortal killing. That is not something we can afford!"

"Forget it, don't make up for the idea of ​​Tianjiao. Over the years, we have also received a lot of blood Dan, and we have also got a complete fairy verse. To this extent, it is not a loss. In the future, we will seize the opportunity. If we can enter the fairyland, we can also fly back."

In the end, the three ghosts still dare not shoot, they have a consensus, Ye Zhong is dead, but can not provoke him, or not to provoke him better, because God knows what will come up.

"Hey..."

In the next few days, among the ruins of the Tiantian religion, there were people who came to worship, because Ye Zhong’s life ended like this, which declared the end of a great era. Such a savior still could not This era has risen, and an era has ended.

Before the tomb, a lot of paper money burned up, some people sighed and some people shed tears.

It can be said that these are the people who used to supplement the heavens, and some are the people who have been rescued by Ye in the past. They are hard to accept the end of Ye Zhong’s death.

At this moment, they rushed to the place to worship, one by one, the face is full of sad colors.

Over the years, although Tiantian has not ruled the heavens, it has long surpassed any past system and has become the first major teaching among the heavens and the world. And Ye Zhong dare to fight with the heroes of Xianyu, and there are more than one true immortal. Can it be said that this is a glorious event?

However, at the end of the day, Ye Zhong was degraded. Although the ten heavens of the Tiantian religion were hidden in advance, but with the fall of the leaves, the Tiantian teachings that once ruled the heavens were gone, and they died.

"Oh--" Many young people are crying. This is their idol, but I don't think Idols will die.

"Hateful! The so-called fairy king, high above, but can not accommodate other people, for fear of people who are more powerful than you?" There are old people at this moment resentful, here is the world.

"Ye brothers...has it really gone?" A voice came out, people saw a Taoist, and now he stumbled and appeared in the field, an unbelievable look.

The breath that exudes from him shows that he is already a generation of witnesses. Obviously, Wu Houdao has finally taken that step over the years. But what about even taking that step? Although he was in his prime at the moment, he felt that he was weak and almost lost all his strength.

He felt a bit in the center of the retreat and woke up, but what he did not see was this scene.

"Ye Xiaozi--" Eventually he shouted and threw himself at the grave of the generation of the immortal king, and then quickly opened.

"What are you doing!?" Some people who used to supplement the heavens were furious. They even knew that Wu Houdao was not too small, but he also had to work hard.

However, the atmosphere of the witnesses is, how can ordinary people approach?

They can only watch Wu Houdao’s body dig out Ye Zhong’s body. This is a tall and straight body. At the moment, there are cracks everywhere. Blood is everywhere. It can be seen from this point. How fierce the battle was.

Now, this body has been completely cold, but still stand tall and straight, can see how unyielding and unwilling he was before his life, has been fighting until the last moment, only to die in the world.

"The battle has reached the point where the blood is gone and the road base is completely wiped out?" Wu Houdao long bites his teeth and cuts the teeth.

You must know that Ye Zhong is a fairy in the red dust, and how strong the blood is, but at this moment, there is no such thing as the essence of the spirit in his body, which is enough to illustrate the fierceness of that war. Or, it is reincarnation, destruction, chaos, three people are too hot, even his body does not want to let go, but directly wiped out his body, and took all the past.

"Hateful--" Wu Houdao grows angry in the sky, with anger on his face. If he can become a generation of immortals, he will certainly kill the invisible king of Xian.

"All the faculty members are very good. Starting from today, you are not allowed to claim to be a cultivator. The cult of heaven will disappear in the world. You will not come here again. I will take away the corpse of Ye Zhong. Because this place is too unsafe, I will not let people hit his idea!" In the end, Wu Houdao stood up and scanned some of the people in the crowd who had past Tiantian.

Then, he began to personally arrange a large array, blocked all the secrets, and became a witness, Wu Houdao's means is called heaven.

After this day, Ye Zhong’s corpse disappeared, and the tomb of the immortal king was empty.

When I heard the news, the three ghosts almost exploded, but there was no way. They regretted it.

After this day, Ye Zhong’s whereabouts became a mystery, and no one knew where his corpse was.

"Even if you took the corpse away? It’s already dead, the gods are slain. What kind of storms can there be in such a situation? The only pity is that you can’t take a corpse in the future to refine a furnace. Wang Da medicine. "In the depths of the Kunlun ancients, the ancient ancestors sneered, but although he said this, he did not care. Soon he closed the connection with the outside world and became a self-contained.

In the past, the world has been circling around. I don’t know how many people are replacing Ye Ye and regret that they should have risen against the sky. In this era of the Fa, the people of the immortal throne are the result of fate, but the premature English year. I have died prematurely. I really don’t know what people say.

At the same time, in the resurrection of the fairy burial ground, there was a gentle voice, saying: "It's a little too pity, a seed that can become a fairy king, but it was killed by oneself."

This place is a very magnificent Dongfu, without a cold atmosphere, but the chaotic atmosphere is filled with scent, and it is obviously a holy place.

At the same time, there is a strong scent of medicine in this place. This is the legendary undead medicine, but I don't know which one is not dead.

The cave house where the legendary king of feathering exists is not gloomy. Instead, it is more sacred than many so-called sacred places in Xianyu. It is a place that is very suitable for monasticism.

"Adult, I want to leave the burial ground, but bring him back, perhaps the result of the past." This is the scorpio, the genius of the feathered corpse, is the old man of Ye Zhong, and Ye Zhong has had a cause and effect.

"Adult, I also want to end this cause and effect." On one side, a blonde charming woman opened her mouth, she is a wife.

Obviously, these two people are the corpses of the feathers of the corpse, and they have special status and can be qualified in front of the king of the feathers.

“唔——” The old sinking sound rang, and the newly born Xian’s burial ground shook slightly.

In the void, Wu Houdao, who was carrying a heavy leaf, walked all the way. He passed many places and left many arrangements. In fact, at this moment, Wu Houdao, whoever believes, especially the legendary three supernatural Jedi, they are supernatural in the world, and other life is different from the Jedi, most of them and the fairyland are inextricably relationship.

If an ancient ancestor of the Kunlun ancients can shoot, then the other two transcendental Jedi can naturally be shot. Anyway, Ye Zhong is already dead. What else do they dare to do?

"Hey, what else can you save you? Dao, I haven’t known how many world graves I have been in for years, I don’t know how many graves I have dug, I don’t know how many longevity methods I’ve found. There is no death, but there is no such thing as to save you?" Wu Houdao sighed and said that in the past he felt that everything in the world was under his control.

But now he has a sense of powerlessness. If he wants to survive, he can come up with a hundred ways, but if he wants to die and resurrect, he really has no way.

"Is there really no way? Is it wrong? Or there is still a way... The corpse of the corpse is not known. Otherwise, the corpse should have certain means... and the corpse is juxtaposed with the corpse. The king of the feathers, not long ago, the birthplace of the immortals was born, perhaps this is a big cause and effect. If Ye Zhong can resurrect, look at the fairy burial ground!" Wu Houdao was so sad that he finally thought of a way. There may be certain possibilities.