Strongest Martial God

The Tenth House of the Terran Tianxian, once a big city, has many powerful people gathering, which is a key to guarding the human race.

But today, after the advent of the end of the era of law, this re-entry has gone to the sky, leaving only some of the Terran formations in operation, but it is basically a long-term disrepair, and no one has ever maintained it for many years.

Wu Houdao was carrying a heavy dead body and walking on the streets. Finally he came outside the dust and looked at the wilderness outside.

At the same time as Wu Houdao’s appearance appeared, there was a man and a woman in front of him. This is two young people who are superbly fascinated. They walked out from the direction of the fairy burial ground, and it was a magical scorpion and a rice wife. The poles are feathered.

These two people are old and old in the past, with great cause and effect. Wu Houdao had seen two people, so I recognized it at the moment.

"Where is the singer and the rice wife?" Wu Houdao’s long body was stunned. This is the last way he came up with it. He was afraid that after entering the fairy burial ground, he would encounter a block, but this moment The appearance of Scorpio and Dao’s wife is equivalent to giving him the last glimmer of hope.

"It's us, but behind you, Ye Zhong!!" The magical day came over.

Wu Hou was slightly decapitated, but he did not hide it, but hugged Ye Zhong’s body and sent it to them. He was afraid that the last hope would be broken.

"Is there any way..."

"There is still a chance, maybe there is hope, come with me soon!" Magic Tianyi personally picked up Ye Zhong, and then strode to the depths of the fairy burial ground.

Soon, they came to a cave house where the king of feathering was located.

The king of the feathering of the corpse of the corpse is different from the rumors of the world. They are absolutely the level of the evangelist, but they are all creatures of the princely level. Only the feathering corpse has always been detached from the world, not involved in the chaos of the world, so the world is not clear, and in fact, the fighting power of the corpse is terrible.

Among the caves of the King of Feathering, there are flashes of light everywhere, and there are amazing soils inside, which can breed feathered bodies and preserve undead medicine. This kind of soil is called the earth of all things, and it is something that existed at the beginning of the earth.

At this moment, I can see that there are actually three undead medicines in this place, all of which are swaying and full of vitality.

"Hey, it’s really a generation of geniuses, how old is it, but the body has already achieved the king of the king, but it’s really a good heart to reincarnate that guy, actually killing all his gods, this is only When he covers the sky and kills the genius, is he not afraid of the big cause and effect in the future?" The king of the king of feathers slowly opened his mouth. In fact, at this moment, he is surrounded by a mysterious cockroach. It seems to be inscrutable. The whole person sits there and looks a little strange. He tells this fact and has a few sighs.

"No, it won't be like this. I believe my brother is still alive! So many hardships have come over! So many times in the dead, I have come over, how can I die now?" Wu Houdao shouted .

"Well, please also take the shot, call him the soul, call back the line of gods that exist in the world, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!" The wife of the rice squatted on the ground and begged.

Obviously, the two wives, the wife of the rice and the scorpio, are detached within the family of the corpse, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to make this request in front of a king of feathering.

The king of feathering frowned, and sighed for a long time: "You two can know that our feathering corpse has always been beyond the world disputes, but once I am shot today, it is equivalent to intervening in this world, and in the future it will be bad. There will be great cause and effect, and even our family will have to pay the price. Can you both accept such a price?"

The singer said: "Wang, this is the cause and effect of our relationship with Ye Zhong. If I didn't know each other in the past, if we don't save him today, our two hearts are bound to be flawed and we can't take that crucial step."

The king of the king of sighs, and after a long time he finally slowly daggers. In the end, he personally cast spells in this cave. He began to search all the worlds, to find the fragments of the gods of Ye Zhong, even if there was only a trace of debris. In terms of the means of creation of his level of life, he is able to save Ye. But in the end he failed.

"Accordingly, even if it is a form of gods, it should leave a trace of traces. The traces are related to the legendary reincarnation. There is always no reincarnation. People are really so jealous of him, even the traces. Are you completely killed? But if this is the case, the cause and effect will be big..."

The king of the emergence of feathering is frowning, wondering what, after a long time, shaking his head again, sighing softly, obviously there is no way to be sure, but there is a helpless feeling of helplessness.

"Let him be a feathered corpse and become a member of my family." The words said that basically the king of the feathers was no longer available.

"No!" Wu Houdao yelled.

If it becomes a feathering corpse, what is the difference between being a corpse and becoming a corpse? It is no longer your own.

In the rice, her wife was slightly stunned. After a long time, she sighed and said: "The peace of mind makes Ye Zhong a generation of feathered corpse. This fairy-level body, if it is a god, is destined to become the king of a generation. At that time, the past life. The cause and effect he is destined to liquidate, at least for the revenge of the past."

Wu Houdao Chang Zhang opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. This should be the most painful choice. Ye Zhong really died, but his body may be able to resurrect and even avenge himself.

"If I can choose, I would rather be a generation of feathered corpses and revenge for him... but I don't have the possibility of him. If it is his corpse, how many years can a new **** be born?" A thick road with a long, painful opening.

"The body of the Xianwang class, perhaps hundreds of thousands of years, will be able to give birth to the gods, and at that time, he will surpass all the ancient corpses of the ancient and modern, even beyond me." The king of the king of the opening.

"Hundreds of thousands of years? When was it? At that time, the big turmoil was over, how to find reincarnation, reincarnation, chaos and other people!" Wu Houdao was very unwilling.

"Who said that this era will be short-lived? Who said that the big turmoil will be so easy to end? This world is destined to be the most embarrassing era in history, but it is definitely the most terrible and most turbulent, the longest one...I It has been deduced, this world may be called, lost the era!" The king of feathering looks serious, obviously for this world, the feathered corpse is also very valued, otherwise, the king of a generation of feathering will not open like this .

"I am buried here, Wang, I hope you give permission." The singer looked at the place where several undead medicines were located, and there is no better place than this place.

On the one hand, this is the land of all things. On the other hand, the existence of three undead medicines can nourish the body of the leaf and strengthen the body day and night.

"Yes!" The king of the king of feathers daggers, and then the good man to do the end, he personally took the leaf to be buried, and used the horror of the feathers to capture all kinds of creation, blessed on the dead body of Ye Zhong.

In fact, even if the king of the feathers is very jealous of the next lost era, he is doing this, on the one hand, he is helping each other, and on the other hand, he is helping the corpse.

Because Ye Zhong really wants to feather the corpse and become the king of the feathers, then he is born to be in their camp.

"Maybe, after countless years, he was born again, and I am not visible. At that time, I hope he can kill all the enemies of the past, make up for the heavens, for the human race, for the world, for a world." Tianda’s liquidation!” Wu Houdao, who prayed silently and then turned around, he was a living person, and could not stay here for a long time, destined to leave.

However, after he and the singer and the wife of the rice greeted him, he had to turn around and suddenly he was shocked, as if he had heard some kind of sound.

"What's wrong?" Both the singer and the wife of the rice opened their mouth at the same time.

"I seem to hear a voice. He seems to tell me that he will return after all. He will become the supreme king and suppress all enemies in the world. If there is liquidation in the world, then he will be the final liquidation!" "Wu Houdao said long."

Then, his face showed a satisfied smile: "Brother, I believe that you will return, no matter if you are still not at that time, but the liquidation, will eventually be liquidated, the so-called fairy king, absolutely heaven!"

On this day, Wu Houdao made an important decision. He has taken all the longevity and undead skills in various graves over the years and presented them to the feathering body. He only has one requirement, that is, although he is not a feathered corpse, he hopes to live in the fairy burial ground where the feathering corpse is located, and try to become a generation of feathered corpses.

The feathered corpse family was originally very resistant to outsiders, even if the king of feathering would not accept an outsider easily.

But when Wu Houdao took out the classics of these years, even the king of feathering is a heart.

In the end, the high-level corpse of the corpse reached a consensus. Within a certain area, Wu Houdao was free to move, but he was not a feathered corpse, and he could not enter the core area of ​​the feathering corpse. The only burial place was Ye Zhong.

From this day on, in this mysterious fairy burial place, there is a living creature. He walks in the mountains and rivers of the fairy burial ground, and talks with the feathered corpses who occasionally wake up. At the same time, occasionally devour some undead sap, and then linger.