The man in black didn't speak, but just touched the coffin behind him with his burly arm, and a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes under that gloomy black face.

In the coffin was his wife, both of them died in a chaotic battle, but under the rain of blood, he came back to life, but his wife was still lying there quietly, he was unwilling, he tried all kinds of methods, and finally could only rely on blood to keep his wife's face unchanged and her body not rotten, but there was no way to resurrect her.

The source of blood and qi is naturally the moment a person dies, and when that trace of blood and qi is still in the body and has not completely dissipated, he can transfer and graft the blood qi through the exercises he majores.

He believed that there would be a way to resurrect the dead in this world, otherwise how could there be a revival of the aura, and how could he come back to life?

Qianqian...... I'm going to find a way to bring you back to life, by all means......

"There are more and more people. Mo Tuo looked at the more and more monks gathered on the shore of the East China Sea, smiled brightly, and turned his head to look at the man in black: "There are so many monks, all of them are strong in blood and qi, far stronger than ordinary people, if they are all dead, I am afraid that the blood and qi absorbed by your black coffin will be enough to resurrect her." ”

Come to life...... Aren't there no people and no ghosts......

The man in black had a little tangled in his eyes, he didn't know if Qianqian would be able to accept it if she saw her appearance when she woke up, after all, she loved beauty so much when she was alive......

Mo Tuo glanced at the man in black and said lightly: "Don't think too much, it's just an ordinary transaction, you and I cooperate, I need to become a Buddha with resentment, you need blood to bring your wife back to life, we have no extra choice." ”

Listening to Motuo's words, the man in black had a firm look in his eyes, no matter what, he must resurrect Qianqian.

"Are you sure that the Hidden Stone can cover the heavens and hide its own aura?" the man in black was not at ease and asked again.

Mo Tuo smiled confidently: "The Hidden Stone is a strange stone of heaven and earth, as long as I don't do it, no one can sense my location, this is specially prepared by the poor monk for the Emperor of Xudu." ”

"The monks in the world are willing to become Buddhas with their hearts, and the poor monks do the opposite, and become Buddhas with resentment, as long as the resentment and resentment of these people are stimulated, the poor monks can become Buddhas today, and the moment of Buddhahood is the death of the Emperor of Xudu. ”

Mo Tuo said and pointed to the countless monks on the East China Sea, and from time to time there were new monks coming to the sky, and said: "The opportunity is rare, the appearance of the Fusang Divine Tree just gave the poor monks this opportunity, it allows the monks of the world to gather here, so many grievances, it is not easy." ”

The man in black was silent after hearing this, Motuo had told him before, as long as the emperor was there, this Fusang Divine Tree would definitely fall into his hands, and then he could rely on the hidden stone to hide in the dark, with the sound of bewitchment, to provoke the resentment in the hearts of these monks, gather resentment, he can also take this opportunity to absorb resentment, and become a Buddha on the ground, the resentment of monks is definitely not something that ordinary people can compete with, so the opportunity is rare.

The power of the hidden stone, the man in black has seen it, but he never dared to take risks in his heart, he dragged the coffin to the side, he planned to stay away from the Motuo, at least not to let outsiders know that they were in a group.

Motuo smiled, unimpressed, if it weren't for the fact that this person was still somewhat useful, he wouldn't cooperate with him.

"He's coming......" Mo Tuo didn't pay attention to the man in black, raised his head, and looked at the familiar face in the distance, coming from afar.

Su Heng came with Zhang Chuzhi's Imperial Sky, and when he saw the dense monks below, he secretly sighed in his heart that the attraction of this Fusang Divine Tree was too great for the monks.

According to legend, the Fuso Sacred Tree is an ancient sacred tree, sitting under the tree, it is of great help to cultivation, and the cultivation grows rapidly, and the branches and leaves of the tree can also be used as a medicinal guide, which has great benefits for the soul.

Zhang Chuzhi glanced at the countless monks on the east coast, all of them stared at the Fusang tree motionlessly, and said in a flat tone: "This is the sword of greed." ”

Su Heng glanced at Zhang Chuzhi, he was already used to his way of speaking, he didn't speak, just looked at the golden Fusang Divine Tree, and found that although there were many people gathered next to him, but no, no one stepped forward.

Although Su Heng was quiet when he came, and he didn't make much noise, someone still noticed this, this Emperor Xudu is a walking living fossil, and if he throws it into the pile, he can find out a few people who know him.

Originally, a group of monks who were full of interest and were still full of illusions about the Fusang Divine Tree sighed in their hearts when they saw Su Heng, this Lord is here, and the Fusang Divine Tree is probably about to fall into his hands.

Fortunately, most people came here to have a long experience, and they didn't have too many illusions, and the gap in their hearts was not so big.

Su Heng carefully looked at the Fusang tree, standing alone in the sea, the whole tree was surrounded by divine fire, making it impossible for people to get close at all, although there were many monks next to him, but because he was afraid of the divine fire of the Fusang tree, no one dared to step forward.

A monk looked up at Su Heng, wanting to see if there was anything he could do, but seeing that Su Heng was motionless, he didn't seem to have the intention of making a move.

There are nine branches next to the Fusang tree, and each branch and tree emits a dazzling golden light under the swirling of the divine fire, and there is a faint sound of phoenix chirping.

As a wave swept by, a branch shook for a while, and it actually broke away from the main trunk, making a hissing sound, loud and crisp, and it spread for thousands of miles on the empty surface of the East China Sea.

The branches of the tree were wrapped in golden flames and floated into the air, and the whole flame kept changing in the air, and finally turned into a three-legged golden crow, which flew back and forth in the air for a long time and then turned into a sun, hanging high in the air.

Then, one after another, the remaining branches repeated the same changes as the previous branches, and the golden flames flew up, and the three-legged golden crow spread its wings and soared, and finally they all became exactly the same sun, hanging high.

Jiuyang is in the air!

With the original one, there are now ten suns in the sky?

The group of monks below looked at each other, all a little dumbfounded, and they soon felt the change in temperature, the temperature was getting higher and higher, the change of the earth was the most obvious, the grass and trees began to slowly wither, some narrow rivers gradually began to stop flowing, and they were depleted, and some mountain beasts let out an impatient roar.

I thought that the discovery of the sacred tree was another gift from heaven, but now it has become a disaster?

Everyone's faces were a little ugly, and it was definitely not a good thing for ten suns to appear at the same time.

"Ten suns...... Hou Yi was in the crowd, looking at the sky in a daze, he was silent for a while, and then silently removed the spirit bow from his back, holding the bow in his left hand, and pulling the string with his right hand to form a full moon posture.

Su Heng noticed Hou Yi's movements on the side, and paid more attention to the bow in Hou Yi's hand, this is a spiritual weapon, which is extremely powerful, and it does not need arrows, it can be turned into arrows with spiritual energy.

Hou Yi gathered the momentum of his whole body, and the arrows formed by the evolution of the aura came out of his hand, heading towards the scorching sun in the sky.

However, before the spiritual energy arrow touched the scorching sun, it was refined by the scorching heat, and there was no trace.

Hou Yi's face was expressionless, a little persistent, ready to shoot a second arrow.

He already hated one sun, let alone ten......

The Kua father next to him was already red-eyed, looking at the ten suns, panting like a cow, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory......

Su Heng floated over with a smile and walked to Hou Yi's side: "Shoot the sun......?"

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