And at the moment when Jia Lan swallowed a drop of semi-creation liquid, a black cloud suddenly floated over the sky, and the black cloud covered the silver moon, and the entire earth was dark. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, the cemetery in Beibi Mountain was even darker, and countless corpse armor seemed to sense the strange aura above the sky, and began to all escape under the cemetery, and some weak corpse armor was constantly trembling under the cemetery.

A coercion from the depths of the soul enveloped the entire Beibi Mountain.

At this time, Jialan, who was the source of the disaster, was not aware of it at all.

"Spit out that cyan liquid."

"Even if you want to evolve into the Golden Armor Corpse King, don't drag me to the entire Beibi Mountain to be buried with you." King Qinghe roared angrily at Jialan.

I don't know if it will exist after the catastrophe of Beibi Mountain, but there is no doubt that he Qinghe King will definitely die under the catastrophe of the Golden Armor Corpse King.

Originally, he still wanted to covet Jialan's Creation Liquid, but now, he only wanted this evil star to leave quickly.

But will Jialan leave?

Since Jialan chose this place to survive the tribulation, she naturally would not leave.

One strong and one weak, two streams of green qi overflowed from between Jialan's eyebrows, and the next moment, these overflowing green qi rolled between her bodies, and Jialan's body instantly became as if it had turned into the color of leaves, a piece of turquoise.

Slowly, the color on her body became darker and darker.

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Her skin was like an old tree, and the openings were getting bigger and bigger, and Jialan's entire body seemed to be torn apart.

Two drops of the essence of the Creation Liquid was still too big for Jialan, and when Chen Yu broke through the Yuan Infant Stage, it was just a drop of Creation Essence that was taken away from Lin Yu's hand, why? Because two drops of Creation Essence are too stressful for a body in the Dan stage.

Although Jialan is the body of a silver armor corpse, although she has reached the realm of a golden armor corpse, two drops of creation liquid are still too big for her.

Her body was slowly cracking apart, as if it was about to be torn apart.

"Give me death." The terrifying coercion above the sky is getting stronger and stronger, and King Qinghe can't bear it anymore, he can't let Jialan survive in his territory, so he wants to kill Jialan before the catastrophe comes.

Looking at Jialan's body that was bursting with aura, King Qinghe sensed the best opportunity.

The strange weapon like a scythe slashed through like a lightning bolt in the sky, and the next moment, the terrifying death energy had already arrived on Jialan's head.

This Death Scythe is a treasure snatched from a god from the Western Regions when King Qinghe went out to travel the world, and the god of the Western Regions was attacked by the power of God after entering the Tianxuan Continent, and the god of the Western Regions was hit hard, and finally fled, and he sensed the death energy contained in the sickle, so he followed all the way.

King Qinghe is the body of a silver-armored corpse, and the art of earth escape is rare in the world, so he took advantage of the moment when the gods of the Western Regions healed his wounds and took away the scythe of death.

The scythe contains terrifying death qi, and has the ability to control ghosts, as soon as a living person comes into contact with the death qi on this sickle, they will directly cut their bones and scatter the mud, even cultivators do not dare to easily touch this death scythe, because it can weaken the vitality on the human body.

With a wave of the Death Scythe, King Qinghe was bound to kill Jialan right now.

As if sensing the threat of death, the cyan energy in Jialan's body suddenly surged out, and a drop and a half of cyan liquid in her dantian overflowed with more cyan energy, and suddenly, at the moment when the death scythe attacked, Jialan's body, which had been cracked, suddenly rose up one by one, and these cyan saplings grew into intertwined old roots in an instant, protecting Jialan's body.

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The Grim Reaper's scythe slashed at the cyan old tree, and there was a sound of gold and stone intersecting, and then, King Qinghe's eyes flashed fiercely, and streams of silver light rose from his body, and in an instant, the silver cross under his eyes flashed brightly.

Suddenly, I saw the Grim Reaper's scythe cut towards Jialan's flesh inch by inch, and the roots of the old tree were slowly cut, and streams of cyan blood flowed out of it, and the cyan blood fell into the ground dripping, and when it came into contact with the underground land, it made a 'snort' sound.

Seeing that the Death Scythe was about to cut into Jialan's body.

And at this time, the creation liquid in the blue dantian seemed to also feel the danger, and it turned again, and suddenly nearly half of the cyan gas surged out.

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The next moment, I saw a quaint tree vine suddenly soar out of Jialan's cracked body, and the vine swirled, and it had already tied King Qinghe into a zongzi.

And the death scythe in King Qinghe's hand was forced by this vitality, and the death gas on it was also bubbling up, and the death gas was forced out by the vitality.

At this time, in a dark temple in the Western Regions, beneath the ground, the breath of magma and sulfur was burning and boiling.

At this time, a strange roar suddenly came out of the mouth of the huge idol underground, as if it was a scream, as if it was another roar.

The death qi in the Death Scythe was finally forced clean by the vitality, and the body of King Qinghe was also bound to Jialan's body by the ancient vine, and he couldn't move in the slightest.

And at this moment, the clouds above the sky rolled, and among the rolling clouds, it seemed that a white chariot was galloping towards them.

"How many years has it been since there have been dead creatures in this world?"

On the northern mountain, above the clouds, a terrifying voice fell from the sky, echoing between the mountains.

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