Shan Ling let out a muffled snort, raised his hand to hold the hand that pierced into his chest, You pounced, raised his hand to shake the hand away, and then reached out to catch the single bell that fell backwards, and at the same time the vibration of those sarcophagi became more and more intense, and the bell kept ringing.

Xiao Fengwei saw that Shan Ling was injured, so he wanted to fly over.

"Little butterfly, I'm going to persuade you not to go over, this tomb is full of mechanisms, if you walk around at will, your master is likely to be crushed by the broken dragon stone that fell from it." A rude laugh rang out, mad and sharp, and a man walked in slowly, followed by a man with a delicate and beautiful countenance, but a pale face like a statue.

Xiao Fengwei and Qing Ling saw that the people who came were about to explode, and they thought that they had thrown this person off, but they didn't expect to chase them here.

The old man carried a golden bell in his hand, almost exactly the same as the silver bell with a single bell, and his hand shook slightly, making a jingling sound, and the bell echoed in this dim and empty tomb, giving people a creepy feeling.

Bright red blood poured out of Shan Ling's chest, staining his clothes red, and he leaned on You's body, gasping for breath, looking at the old man standing at the door, his face showing anger.

"I'm not going to let you succeed again, hmm......" A heartfelt pain came from his chest, and Shan Ling let out a muffled snort, and the blood flowed faster.

"Suzu!" You hugged him so that he wouldn't get angry and move.

"Haha...... Just by virtue of you now? Or the remnant soul who doesn't even have a complete soul......" The old man laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke, and continued: "Or these Spirit Clansmen lying in the coffin, do you think that if Bai Lian seals Bau, I will lose the art of controlling the Spirit, even though Bau is the King of Lu, but I used to be the master of the Protoss, I am his master, and when I get his body, then I will be the real body...... When I am reborn as a god, I will make your corpse into a corpse together, so that you and this remnant soul will be together forever. ”

"Lord of the Protoss." Shan Ling snorted coldly and said, "The real Lord of the Protoss is my father Shan Xiao, you are just a traitor to the Protoss." ”

"No...... I'm the God, he, he's just a piece of shit. ”

"No, you are not even as good as a waste, a villain with evil intentions, killed his younger brother, deprived him of his life and strength, and finally even exterminated the gods, and the seven tribes fell into war, all of which were caused by you, the ministers are lonely, the ministers will always be the ministers, you can't become a real god, you are just a false god."

"No, don't, don't call this name anymore, I'm God, you kill him for me!!" Chen Lin seemed to be greatly stimulated, the bell in his hand shook even more, and all the coffins in the tomb shook even more.

With a loud "boom", all the coffin lids suddenly flew up in the air, except for the white jade coffin in the middle of the round platform, all the corpses in the sarcophagus were raised.

Shan Ling's eyes sank, and then he staggered to his feet, and then stepped on a place, and the ground slowly sunken down, but in the cover of the shaking sound of the coffin lid falling, he was not noticed by Chen Lin at all, and when Chen Lin came to his senses, he had already eaten, because the tomb door behind him fell violently.

"You ......"

Shan Ling shook off the blood in his hand, and the bright red blood splashed on the ground on the side, and a few drops splashed on the white arm of the white jade coffin hanging outside the coffin.

When he opened his eyes again, Yu was already attached to his body, but this time he was still him, looking at Chen Lin coldly.

"Right here, the enemy of the extermination, we should settle the score." As he spoke, he jumped down the jade platform, and once the door of the tomb was closed, all the mechanisms had already lost their effectiveness, and there was no need to worry that the broken dragon stone on the top would fall down.

The minister was extremely angry, shaking the golden bell in his hand, and the corpses of the Spirit Clan people controlled by him let out a roaring roar and rushed towards the single bell.

Xiao Fengwei and Qing Ling didn't care about anything else, and rushed over violently, and the tomb, which was originally very wide, was extremely narrow in this chaos.

Chen Lin looked at the single bell that was tripped by the spirit clansmen, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a touch of smugness, and then while holding the rattle, he slowly walked towards the direction of the stone platform.

"Oops!" Shan Ling kicked a spirit clan member who pounced on him, and when Chen Lin approached the white jade coffin, his face changed suddenly, and when he turned around and wanted to return to the stone platform, he was blocked by the Lu who suddenly rushed out.

And the Lu in front of him is the village spirit.

Chen Lin laughed, his face was crazy, and he reached out to push the white jade coffin away, but suddenly the laughter stopped, as if someone had choked his throat tightly, and even the bell that had been echoing had stopped.

In the tomb, the corpses of all the Spirit Clansmen and the village spirits that were refined into Lu stopped moving, their expressions were as dull as puppets pulling strings, and when the golden bell was shattered, they were also out of control.

And it was the hand that stretched out from the white jade coffin that smashed the golden bell, and then a man slowly sat up from the audience, his eyes were cloudy and sharp, and at the same time as the man appeared, the corpses of all the spirit clansmen, including the village spirits, knelt on the ground.

"It's been a long time, Chenlone, this time...... Finally got you. ”

"Sacrifice...... Sacrifice ......"

The man slowly came out of the white jade coffin, then walked to the side and knelt down slowly, and then the old man's body fell forward like a withered branch, and he also knelt on the ground, and behind him stood a handsome man with a slender figure and a cold face, holding a fiery red short knife, and his eyes were locked on Shan Ling's body.

Shan Ling looked at each other and smiled slightly, only to feel that it was dark in front of him.

"Suzu!"

"Patriarch!"

"Master!"

While unconscious, Shan Ling felt that she had fallen into a familiar embrace, but that embrace was no longer cold, but with a hint of warmth.

Consciousness drifted away, he seemed to go back to a long, long time ago, in the fog, he seemed to see a man in white take his hand, come to a place, and then hand him over to a person.

The man in white made him feel a little familiar, and he looked up and gradually seemed to be able to see clearly, this was - Shenxiao.

Shan Xiao, who was holding the sleeping child in his arms, was suddenly stunned, and then turned his head to look.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yi, who was on the side, suddenly saw this and asked softly.

"No, no...... I just heard someone calling my name, maybe I heard it wrong. Shan Xiao smiled slightly, then suddenly stopped smiling, and said, "I don't know ...... Xiaoling."

"Don't worry, Suzu will definitely be back."

"Hmm."

……

In ancient times, there were no such creatures, since the beginning of heaven and earth, there were gods, immortals, ghosts, demons and beasts, but these tribes are incomplete, because they can not reproduce, so with the loss of time, the number of several tribes began to decline rapidly.

It can't go on like this, these are the words of a god clan at that time.

Later, a god clan took a trace of the spirit of the god race, the qi of the immortal race, the soul of the ghost race, the blood of the Lu clan, the bones of the demon race, and the flesh of the beast race, and created the seventh tribe, the spirit race.

The spirit race, which was born from the combination of the six major tribes, has the ability that the other races do not have, that is, breeding, so when the number of other tribes decreases sharply, the spirit race becomes more and more prosperous.

Until one day, a god in the name of God sent an oracle to the spirit race, to select the best spirit race from the spirit race, and the selected spirit race will enjoy the highest glory.

And the way to choose is to take an elixir, which can change the body of the spirit race, and at the same time lead to the death of the spirit race, and the surviving spirit race can have the highest glory and be supported by the people.

But no one thought that the oracle was a conspiracy from beginning to end, that the elixir was a poison, and the spirits who survived the elixir carried the poison in their bodies, and the ones they multiplied after combining with other races also carried this poison, and in this way, this poison began to spread among other races.

Until one day, a nameless, surnameless, joyless and sorrowless man appeared in the Spirit Clan, he fell in love with a Spirit Clan, and discovered the secret, shocking the Seven Clans.

In this way, the great war between the tribes began, and many, many □□ tribes fought each other with their friends and relatives, until the poison on those people was lifted, and the number of tribes was only the same as before, and even the gods and demons both fell in this war.

But no one thought that all this was still not over, the evil intentions were hidden in the darkness, the patriarch of the Spirit Clan lost his love, and retreated with the Spirit Clan, and since then the Spirit Clan has disappeared.

After thousands of years, the fairy ghost tribe declined, the beast tribe degenerated, and then there began to be traces of people......

Shan Ling woke up from You's arms, and the warm embrace was no longer cold, nor was it as translucent as a ghost, which made him can't help but redden.

"Great."

"Hmm." You looked at him, his eyes were dyed with a little tenderness, and then a kiss fell lightly on his cheek, and said, "There is a spirit, this is the last time I will call like this." Then he took his hand, kissed him on the back of his hand, and said, "I'm back." ”

He owed him this sentence for tens of thousands of years, and he thought that he would never have a chance to say it again.

Shan Ling couldn't hold back anymore this time, and tears rolled out. 166 Reading Network