The city of Monkey King

The huge tomb of the funeral **** appeared on the sky, and all the children of the Shentu are shrouded in it, with a breath of destruction...falling from the tomb of the funeral god.

The only remaining Shentu children, one by one, are all in a look of horror. Looking at the tomb of the tomb that appeared in the sky, I don’t know what to do.

"This, what is this!"

"The grave! It is a grave!"

"..."

When I heard the word 'grave', many people started to tremble and tremble. After all, these two words have an unusual meaning, perhaps in their view... this is their grave!

"this is…"

Shen Tuhe is different from the children of the Shentu ethnic group behind him. The knowledge is not even a level. When he sees the ghost prisoner’s tomb, he can feel the breath of the grave. Fall into despair.

That is the pressure that can't resist at all, it is tragic despair.

'Do not! ! ’

Shen Tuhe is crying in his heart!

However... everything is too late.

In the tomb of the ghost prisoner, there is a death singer, echoing between the Kunlun, accompanied by this strange sound, the ghost prisoner tomb... the first tomb door, open!

boom!

In the sixth round of the robbery, the second round of the thunder and the thunder came. At the same time, the gates of the tombs of the ghosts and prisoners were opened, and hundreds of thousands of souls of the souls came out from the middle, and suddenly fell toward the children of Shentu.

"No, don't... don't!"

"Get out, get out! Don't pester me!"

"What a ghost thing?!"

"Ah! Let me go! Let me go!"

"My soul!"

"........."

These children of Shentu, after being shrouded in the light of the dementors, are all screaming and screaming, but there is no fart, their souls, under the powerful ingestion of this soullight, are all Was forcibly removed, not in the tomb of the ghost prisoner.

Completely disappeared... no trace.

As for the flesh of these Shentu children who lost their spirits, they went down the road with great speed. Their repairs were too low. The flesh did not seem to have a devouring value in the tomb of the tomb, so they gave up directly.

"how is this possible!"

"I am the elder of the Shentu tribe!"

"I am Taiyi Xuanxian! I am proficient in the thirty-seven-door technique, I..."

Shen Tuhe screamed wildly, and in his whole body, there are dozens of souls of light, which is enough to give face. After all, the ghost prisoner’s tomb is just the spiritual power of Qin Feng. Exhibited, the power is naturally not as strong as the past.

The soul of Shen Tuhe... is being taken out of the light of the soul, and pulled out of the body little by little.

Death, for these children, including Shen Tuhe, is already destined to be unchangeable.

Qin Feng did not look at these people, but looked up slightly to see the six or nine days of robbery on that day. Tianlei went down one by one and went down wildly.

The scorpion is slightly condensed, and the shape of the Shentu River rises slowly, getting closer and closer to the sky.

The Thunder came together one after another, and they fell on him.

The golden thunder is filled in the eyes, Qin Feng does not know why, in this thunder, actually feels a familiar atmosphere... Looking at this falling thunder, it is like... looking at a person.

Bang!

A thunder, straight down to the door of the Qin Feng face.

Qin Feng has no damage at all...

However, in his eyes, he passed a figure at a fast speed.

It was a silhouette of a woman wearing a purple gold long skirt. On the head, there was a golden phoenix and a phoenix. It was a high-spirited meaning, and people dared to look up.

However, that half of the side face, but it is a very familiar feeling in Qin Feng's heart, this feeling... He can't tell the truth.

He is only able to confirm that this person is very familiar...very familiar!

"This is... which one."

Qin Feng, who knows the love of the IX, is very clear about what the scene that has passed in the eyes of the past has represented. If it is good, it should be the first in the ninth love.

As for the specific world, he has no way of knowing it, and he has no way of knowing it.

The second round of thunder was completely finished, followed by the third and fourth rounds... Qin Feng stood under this thunder and let the Thunder fall, hoping to see the flashing scene again.

However, no matter how the Thunder in the robbery came, they could never see the scene that had been passed before, and the woman wearing the purple dress was not seen.

"who are you."

Qin Feng whispered to himself, and could not help but reveal doubts. He wanted to know... This woman who was among the thunder and first appeared in her own eyes, who is the surname, who is the surname, and where is the fairy.

She...had what kind of past she had with herself.

"mine…"

The golden thunder was reflected in the middle, and the breeze of Qin Feng slightly wrinkled.

He can't help but think of Chu Wanqiu... Guqin's wood is the nine-way wooden line, and Su Zewu's is the way of the wooden line.

At this moment, there is a phantom in the Thunder. That is to say that the woman who has passed through her eyes and has a short-lived look is the thunder of the nine lines!

The Thunder is still roaring, and the robbery of the Sixty-nine Xuan Xian has already reached the fifth round. The power of the Thunder’s bombardment has become more and more powerful. The whole Kunlun Mountain’s days are all roaring!

Those who apply for the child...

At this moment, it is already a dead one. The hundreds of Shentu children and their souls are all swallowed up by the tomb of the ghost prisoner. Once they are buried in the tomb of the gods, they are scattered and become the nourishment of the tomb of the burial god.

"No! I can't die!"

"I can't die!!"

"Let me go! Let go of the old man!"

"..."

There is only one person left now, Shen Tuhe.

This time, the ghost prisoner’s tomb is only the Qin Feng’s use of the Xuanxian spiritual power that has just broken through the Xuan Xian. Anyway, Shen Tuhe is a monk of Xuanxian’s middle class, trying hard to solve the number in this ghost prisoner’s tomb. Under the support for a period of time can still be obtained.

However, it is only a time to support a section of tea.

"No no no no!!!"

The unsuccessful snoring of Shentu River reverberated throughout the Kunlun Mountains. Under the light of the dozens of souls, he could no longer hold on. Unlike other Shentu children, he was not only a soul, but his body was also The light of the dementor was taken away and was not buried in the tomb of the god.

After all... This Shen Tuhe is the body that has experienced the spiritual baptism of Xuan Xian Xian. For the tomb of the tomb, there is still a little bit of attraction.

At this point, there is no one left to die of Shen Tu.

The sixth round of the robbery in the sixth round, the last round of the power of thunder, also began at this moment.

"The scum of these noisy people is finally dead."

On the ladder of the fairy tales, the pig's eight rings, stretched a pig, and looked like a lazy look at the heavenly thunder that was constantly falling in the sky. 2k novel reading network