"Connecting the ...... of the Long River"

The void was vibrating, a little ripple appeared in the depths of the void, a withered breath drifted faintly, an inexplicable mist came out, the sound of flowing water came ethereally, and the river slowly flowed in the void.

This is a branch of the river of time, which represents decay and death. The Emperor is just a ferryman who leads the long river, and he is the caller of death.

The ghostly guest stared, silently gathered all his strength, and the thirty-three futons and thirty-two emperor clones behind him began to shine. He raised his hands.

Do you really think that I have only broken through until now because I was not sure before......

I'm just waiting for the time to come, the time for reincarnation......

The black sky that had always been condensed suddenly trembled, and there was an inexplicable aura, if there was nothing, little by little in the hands of the ghostly guest, gradually forming two small whirlpools, and they were constantly converging, as if they were gradually condensing!

However, when the vortex ended, it was only a half-nothingness. But that breath can't be fake, that is, the breath of reincarnation!

At this time, the young Mo Luo, who was far away in the Wind Clan, suddenly raised his head, looked at Peony Mountain, and muttered: "The shadow of reincarnation, it turned out that it was stolen by you......"

Peony Mountain.

The two hands of the ghost were closed little by little, and the two whirlpools also condensed into one, becoming an ethereal disk. That is the shadow of reincarnation.

The ghost raised his head and looked at the old Emperor Lead, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc, "Then, let's fight." With that, he held the shadow of reincarnation in his left hand, took out a short blade from the void with his right hand, and slowly "painted" the shadow of reincarnation on his short blade little by little.

Let's take a look at my complete message.

One side of the short blade glowed green, and the smell of life overflowed, while the other side was eerily black, giving the impression that everything was dead. This is the way of the secluded guest, life and death. And before this, the ghost had already cultivated the path of life and death to the peak of the source venerable, and he could break through at any time, but he had a big plan, and he had to wait, and wait for the appearance of the reincarnation of the Demon Luo Destiny Tribulation at this time. Reincarnation, that belongs to the category of the Heavenly Dao, that is a kind of magical power, it is even more useful to the ghost, the power of reincarnation can make his life and death perfectly integrated! The most important thing is ......

"If I defeat you, I can use the power of this reincarnation to open the emperor's gate and come to the emperor's hometown!" He wants to take out a knife, solve this long river with one sword, and kill the emperor with one sword!

The thirty-two emperor clones behind the ghost guest moved, and they strangely walked off the futon one after another, walked behind the ghost guest, and merged into the body of the ghost guest one by one! This is not the end, the light of the thirty-three futons behind him slowly intertwined and melted into one!

At this time, the power of the ghost guest was unprecedentedly condensed, and he raised his sword with a sword.

Another knife, Fanghua is self-contained, but it is firmly slashing towards the long river at an unparalleled speed. And the long river of the connection just flowed slowly like that, and the emperor who surrounded the side of the river seemed to be drowsy, but suddenly it was also a punch, and the water of the long river around it also gathered, condensing into a force that corrupted everything.

A knife, a punch, quietly collided, no sound, the light of the knife gradually swallowed the power of the connection, and continued to slash towards the emperor, as if to use both hands to resist the knife. However, it was useless! A knife, under that knife, connected the body of the emperor and gently dissipated.

An inexplicable force emerged, and the ghost thief understood something, and quickly released his thirty-three futons, and now, the thirty-third futon, the only empty futon, suddenly emitted a light, and a vague figure gradually condensed. Pick up the Emperor's clone!

Finally, it's time......

"Show up, Emperor......"