It's finally leaving!

The holy crocodile secretly rejoiced in his heart, but on the surface, he was silent, his expression was extremely solemn, and he said solemnly: "It's not too early, you have lost a fox soul, and your vitality will be greatly damaged, so it is better to rest here with me for two days." ”

When he said these words, his tone seemed to be extremely sincere, but in fact he was just polite, and he wanted to send this plague god away immediately, otherwise his previous foreshadowing would be in vain.

In his opinion, Lin Fan's life can be hard, he doesn't believe that Lin Fan has "died", otherwise he himself would not be able to stand here unharmed at this moment, and he has already disappeared in the world with Lin Fan's soul.

"I've been looking for Lin Fan for so long, I only planned to give him a transformation, but I never thought that he would be murdered here."

Liu Yuqi's green silk was flying, the jade peak was towering, and her graceful posture stood in the wind, looking at the tombstone in front of her in despair, and muttered: "Right now, I don't have any reason to stay here, otherwise it's just a waste of sadness..."

Good luck?

The Holy Crocodile's heart jumped, and he glanced at her imperceptibly, and asked tentatively, "I don't know what creation you are referring to..."

"This matter is not only about my own interests, I am sorry to tell you." Liu Yuqidai frowned slightly, her body was like a quiet orchid, and she politely refused.

Then, with the stroke of her jade hand, she sacrificed a seven-colored holy lotus, which immediately shook the void open and turned into a deep crack, extremely mysterious, and I don't know where it leads.

"I'm leaving..." she caressed the tombstone with bright eyes and teeth, her beautiful face was full of reluctance, and she slowly put a bright and moving purple spirit flower on the tombstone.

The next moment, she suddenly turned around, like an auspicious bloom, every step was flooded with light waves, and she stepped straight into the void crack, and disappeared in an instant.

"Unexpectedly, the Nine Heavens Xuanhu clan, which was very prosperous back then, is now lonely like this, and only one descendant is left..."

Then, he suddenly changed color, as if he remembered something, and immediately stepped forward in a hurry, waved his big palm, and in an instant, the tombstone on the grave bag flew upside down.

"If he woke up and found that he was buried, he would be so angry that he would go straight away..."

The Holy Crocodile thought in his heart, but the movement of his hand was very fast, as if a huge divine power had been condensed, and the tomb bag suddenly burst out like a waterfall flowing backwards, causing the ground to fall into it all at once.

"Master!"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the distance, and immediately the divine light shook the sky, as if a figure rushed over with the light rainbow.

Seeing this, the holy crocodile couldn't help but pause, his demeanor changed rapidly, a trace of indifference appeared between his eyebrows, and he stood coldly in place, like a proud king in power, full of a powerful sense of majesty.

"Sect Master, today our three major war halls have lost nearly 400 people, and the 100,000 disciples of the outer gate are almost dead, piled up as if they have turned into a small mountain, if these corpses are not disposed of, it is very likely to cause a plague, I have come to ask you if you want to clean them up."

This is a disciple of the Blood Killing Palace, he kneels on one knee, his demeanor is full of respect, and his identity is even more good, he is one of the top ten disciples second only to Bai Qi, and he is very respected by many elders on weekdays, and many trivial matters in the sect are also undertaken by him.

The holy crocodile looked evil, looked down at him indifferently, and said: "There is no need to clean up, the number of people who have died in the Demon Clan and the Red Star Sect is estimated to be quite a lot, this is a huge wealth, don't waste it." ”

"Wealth?" This disciple raised his head suddenly, and there was a trace of incomprehension between his eyes.

"It's time to tell you about the Temple of Despair."

The holy crocodile has a majestic figure, deep eyes, like a demon king in the dust, very evil and ethereal, but he suddenly said a word that is not boundary.

He put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, calmly looked at the Hall of Absolute Love, as if he could transmit the sound for thousands of miles, and said softly: "Witch King, these corpses are yours. ”

"Master, what are you talking about?" This disciple was extremely confused, his expression was respectful, thinking that the holy crocodile was talking to him, and secretly pondered the meaning of this sentence, but he was at a loss.

"Boom"

At this moment, there was an earth-shattering loud noise between heaven and earth, which made the mountains and rivers tremble, the wind was cold, the sky suddenly darkened, and the blood clouds in the sky pressed through the sky, rendering the heaven and earth scarlet, as if turning into purgatory.

"Holy Crocodile, I really don't know how to thank you......"

Suddenly, a terrifying skeleton with messy white hair appeared among the blood clouds, its black robe covered its body, its body was skinny, the ghost fire was beating between its eye sockets, and it was holding a magic wheel staff, silently floating in the air, looking down faintly.

Behind it, there stood a burly blond figure, this person had a high nose, sharp eyes, and bronzed skin exuding an incomparable sense of strength, almost two meters tall, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

It's the Western man named Caesar Ryan from before!

"Oh my God, this skeleton can talk!!"

"I'm not mistaken, is this some kind of witchcraft?!"

"The sect leader is really wise and powerful, he can even find this kind of plaything!"

In the Blood Killing Hall, many bold disciples flew out, their expressions were surprised, they were amazed, and from time to time there were bursts of exclamations, pointing at the strange and terrifying skeleton in mid-air, as if they didn't think it was a big deal.

"I'll kill you little calves!"

Hearing this, this skeleton couldn't help but be extremely angry, and the magic wheel staff in his hand shone extremely quickly, shooting out thick black lightning bolts, almost evaporating the aura of heaven and earth, and quickly slashing down on these people.

"Witch King, don't be impatient..."The holy crocodile changed color, hurriedly rushed into the sky, and violently launched a terrifying force of law, which immediately absorbed all these black lightning bolts and completely annihilated them in the void.

Then, his eyes flashed, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he coldly glanced at the disciples of the Blood Killing Palace, and reprimanded: "This is the hall master of your Ruthless Palace, give me a little respect in the future, if there is a next time, you will give me a break in the bowel cliff, and I will be out of the customs for a hundred years." ”

His momentum was magnificent, and his voice was as deafening as the roar of thunder falling from the sky, resounding throughout the Immortal God Sect, shocking that most of the disciples no longer retreated to heal their wounds, and flew out of the battle hall to which they belonged directly wearing blood-stained clothes.

"How is this possible, when will there be a hall master in the Hall of Despair?"

"It's so scary, I thought there were only those cold guys in the Hall of Despair..."

"Where the hell did this person come from, I've been in the business for so long, and I've never seen him."

"I heard you right, you actually said the word "human", do you think it can still be called "human"? ”

"Oh, yes, yes..."

Many of the disciples restrained a lot, but they were still whispering with palpitations, staring intently at the terrifying skeleton called the Witch King.

"Hmph, I can't imagine that after 10,000 years, your temperament has become so unbearable."

The Witch King held the magic wheel staff in his hand and snorted coldly, but he didn't continue to teach those disciples, but looked at the holy crocodile extremely indifferently, and there was a trace of disdain in his words.

"Now this era is different, if it were 10,000 years ago, I am afraid that I would spend every day in a bloody battle." The holy crocodile's strange expression was gone, and he smiled bitterly, revealing a trace of helplessness in his words.

"This is just an excuse, the truth is that your Eastern World has long since declined, and those people at the beginning are almost dead, only some people are hiding, and they are willing to be shrunken turtles."

The Witch King's eyes were hollow, the ghostly fire was beating, and his voice was extremely special, as if it had come from the underworld of hell, resounding in all directions, so that everyone could hear these words clearly.

"Boom"

The next moment, without warning, it raised the magic wheel staff in its hand, and immediately burst out a faint evil light, straight into the nine heavens, causing the electric light in the blood-colored clouds to stir, rolling and roaring, as if it was about to rain down world-destroying thunder, making people's scalp tingle.

"Oh my God, what is it going to do?"

"Isn't it the hall master of the Hall of Despair, how do I think it seems to want to destroy the Immortal God Cult!"

"Let's just wait and see what happens, the sect leader is still here, and I don't dare to be presumptuous."

The disciples of the Immortal God Sect exchanged heads and ears, and some of the timid people trembled their legs, not daring to stay here any longer, and hid back in the battle hall in a panic.

The Holy Crocodile walked calmly, stepped into the air, stood beside the Witch King, and whispered: "What are you doing, you are seriously injured and have not healed, don't you need these essence blood?" ”

"The corpse puppets of your Eastern World are very interesting, after many days of study, I have a first glimpse of it, and combined with the Dark Disaster, I have opened up a new forbidden curse."

The Witch King laughed evilly, and a gloomy voice came out, and he continued, "Today, I want to give you a great gift! ”

"Bang la la"

At this moment, before the thunder came, the yellow rain in the sky fell one after another, but in a moment, the heaven and earth were filled with a pungent and poignant aura, encroaching on the vast land, and reflecting the Cult of the Immortal God in a calm and terrifying place.

"It's kind of interesting." The holy crocodile stood in the wind, touching his chin, and looking at all this with great interest.

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