On the top of the mountain, there was a long silence. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

All the god-transforming beings subconsciously held their breath, not daring to look at the giant in the coffin.

It seems that even just a glance is a blasphemy.

Even those who have unruly personalities bowed their heads slightly at this moment.

Only the remnant soul body on the edge of the cliff dared to raise its head at this moment to look at the giant in the coffin.

"You're here. ”

A whisper came from her mouth, with a little pity.

It made many god-shifters on the top of the mountain feel strange, but they could only suppress the curiosity in their hearts and didn't dare to show it.

And at the moment when these words came out, the huge ancient coffin suddenly began to shrink, and even the figure of the giant sitting in it also shrank rapidly.

But in the blink of an eye, when the cultivators looked again, there was no shadow of the giant coffin in the same place, only a handsome man in a dark robe standing in the air.

The man's footsteps were light, and in a flash, he stepped on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, his height was only slightly taller than ordinary people, and the cultivators no longer needed to look up at him.

And he also seemed to take into account the feelings of the cultivators here, and the moment he stepped on the top of the mountain, he gathered all the breath in his body, like a mortal.

The man looked around at the cultivators who had already stood up one after another, and finally stopped his gaze on the Nine Tribulations on the edge of the cliff, nodded slightly, and responded lightly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Xiao Baihua always feels that he just glanced at him, as if through the soul of his body and white bones, he directly saw through him!

Even if that glance just swept quickly, and didn't stop for long, it still made Xiao Baihua tremble, and after a while, it gradually eased up.

At this moment, the air in front of the cliff actually fluctuated, causing most of the monks here to be vigilant in an instant.

The Nine Tribulations spoke at this time and explained, "You don't have to be nervous, there are still a few Daoists who have not yet arrived. ”

And the Avatar hasn't arrived yet?!

Many of the monks were shocked in their hearts, but they didn't ask much, and Qi Qi looked at the bubbling air.

After a few breaths, a sharp claw pierced through it, but it didn't tear the air apart, and a tall figure stepped out after it.

It's just that he was covered in a dark ghost mist, and the cultivators couldn't see his true face at all.

As soon as this person appeared, in a corner on the top of the mountain, several old men in blood-colored robes suddenly clasped their fists in unison and shouted, "War ghost senior." ”

"War ghost?!" Suddenly, an elder god turned into a low voice, and the gaze that looked at the humanoid black shadow changed instantly, becoming extremely awe-inspiring, but at the same time, there was also a vigilance that was not difficult to detect.

At this time, the war ghost had already stepped to the top of the mountain, and after the Nine Tribulations nodded at him, he looked at the old man who had just let out a low breath, and paused for a few moments before introducing to the cultivators on the top of the mountain:

"This is the Yin Ghost Sect's War Ghost Senior. ”

There was an undisguised sense of awe in the tone of the Nine Tribulations, which made the eyes of those Dao slashers on the top of the mountain change instantaneously.

The Nine Tribulations are the same as them, they are all monks in ancient times, although they are different from their Dao slayers, but in essence they are almost the same, they have all lost their immortal bodies and lost their immortal cultivation.

It's just that even despite this, the arrogance that belongs to the immortals in their souls will never be wiped out by the years!

In this era, there may be creatures that make them bow their heads, but there is no existence that can truly make them awe!

In other words, it is impossible for them to be in awe of the creatures of this era.

Is this war ghost also the existence of their era?

Many Dao slashers secretly speculated, but they did not dare to draw conclusions.

After all, they had seen people related to the primeval world before.

The war ghost seemed to notice the change in the gaze of those slashers, but the gaze under the black mist was looking in the direction to the left of the mountaintop.

Many of the god-shifters followed suit, and after a few breaths, they saw several figures wrapped in white cloth quietly appearing there.

Along with them, there were several rickety figures wrapped in black robes.

The aura on their bodies was strange and weak, as if they had been hit hard.

"They are the guardians of the Son of Heaven......"

Some of the monks recognized their identities and whispered solemnly.

Immediately, some of the monks were alarmed, but most of them sensed their weak aura and thought about it.

"Looking at them like this, they should be free from the control of the Heavenly Dao. ”

Finally, a monk said this, but he sighed and said, "Those heavenly sons don't seem to have arrived this time......

This remark attracted the attention of many monks to Xia Cang of Haoran Sect and Wei Wuxiu of Yan Demon Sect.

Xia Cang was a little uncomfortable, after all, he was not a genius.

However, it was Wei Wuxiu, although the breath of his body was thick and stable, his complexion was a little abnormally pale.

The cultivators guessed that this should be when he pulled out the mark of the Son of Heaven and injured his soul.

"This time...... It's supposed to be coming, right?"

A thin old man who was full of demonic aura suddenly spoke, and after a fierce gaze flashing two scarlet intent swept over the group of guardians, he paused on the Nine Tribulations.

Jiu Tribulation nodded, and replied slowly, "It's all together." ”

"Then let's talk quickly, what the hell is the so-called thing to summon all of us old bones here?!"

The old man's tone was full of fierceness, but there were not many monks around him who were unfazed.

One is because this is the nature of the old man, and the other is because they are also curious.

Although there has been some speculation, speculation is only speculation after all.

I don't really know anything here, I'm afraid there are only the little white flower in the white bone body and Zhang Ran standing behind.

Zhang Ran glanced at the black crow on his left shoulder, and there was an obvious inquiry in his eyes.

The crow shook his head, motioning for her to wait patiently, and everything would soon be answered.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the Nine Tribulations spoke again: "I guess you all know about the false way, so I won't say more." ”

Speaking of this, the Nine Tribulations paused for a moment, glanced at the cultivators on the top of the mountain, and then continued to speak:

"And I summoned you here today to ask you, are you willing?"

Nine Tribulations Zhu's lips hooked slightly, and his tone was very calm, but the words he said made the atmosphere that had only eased up in the air heavy again.

Willing?

A very simple sentence, a very simple question, and even a very boring question.

However, none of the avatars on the top of the mountain were angry because of this.

Why?

Because...... How could they be willing?!

Those who can come to this realm are all people with extraordinary moods.

They fought for their lives on the way to the immortals, and they didn't know how many dry bones they had stepped on, and they climbed up step by step, so that they could set foot in today's realm.

Such people already have a breath in their hearts, a breath that can go against the sky at any time!

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