Chapter 1396: The Eighteen Great Rebels

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Wang Siwei's knife condenses majestic spiritual power, and the power contained in that spiritual power is enough to split the mountain peak. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Pseudo-Zhentian, dare to be arrogant in front of me?" The dry corpse turned his head, looked at Wang Siwei coldly, and suddenly opened his mouth and blew out a breath.

A foul gas gushed out of the mouth of the dried corpse.

The spiritual power condensed on Wang Siwei's knife quickly disintegrated and dissipated when it touched this filthy gas!

Wang Siwei looked at it with a knife, but it had no effect, and at this time, the purple queen had already retreated to the position at the door.

The Purple Queen's combat power was the weakest among the three, and she couldn't even use her spiritual power, so she simply chose to watch from the wall.

"It's you!" Empress Zi suddenly saw Zhao Chunliang by the door, and couldn't help but scream.

This call attracted the attention of Wang Siwei, Ye Liangchen and the dried corpse, and the three of them looked at the door at the same time.

Zhao Chunliang looked at the purple queen helplessly and said, "What are you calling out for?" I'm hiding and I can still be a surprise soldier. ”

"Poof." The purple queen couldn't help laughing, the relationship between her and Zhao Chunliang was not like fire and water, so they were able to chat politely with each other, Zhao Chunliang's answer made her want to laugh, but as soon as she laughed, she couldn't help it, she couldn't help it, the fight over there was going to be dead or alive, you are still laughing here, this is more or less, a little conscienceless.

Seeing that he couldn't hide anymore, Zhao Chunliang put his hands behind his back, pushed Duan Momo to the side, and then walked to the door and looked at the three people in the door.

The three of them looked at Zhao Chunliang with different faces.

For Wang Siwei, Zhao Chunliang is a man she grew up with her own eyes, at the beginning, Wang Siwei just thought that Red Joker was going to cultivate Zhao Chunliang as an elite of the dawn, but she didn't expect that by now, she couldn't see through Red Joker's idea at all, she had no intention of developing Zhao Chunliang into her own person, and she didn't mean to get rid of Zhao Chunliang, let Zhao Chunliang stir up the storm there, but she didn't care about anything.

For Ye Liangchen, Zhao Chunliang is more like a friend, however, for the sake of true immortality, Ye Liangchen had to betray his friend.

As for the dry corpse, he saw Zhao Chunliang's performance, which was beyond everyone's expectations, although his face was blocked, he could still see him frowning, and then he stared at Zhao Chunliang like that, as if Zhao Chunliang was his first girlfriend.

"I'm here to save people." Zhao Chunliang pointed out his purpose in one sentence, he looked at Duan Tianchun, who was already sitting on the ground not far away, and said, "Give me that person, and I'll leave." ”

"You also have the power of death?!" The cadaver was the first to speak.

"Should I say what a coincidence?" Zhao Chunliang asked with a smile.

"How is it possible, only infinitely close to death, it is possible to walk on the road of death, with the power of death, in order to be able to walk on the road of death, I have been here for an unknown amount of time, before I understand a little bit of fur, I can see, you are not very old, how is it possible... Generally speaking, infinitely close to death is equivalent to death. The words of the dry corpse were full of doubts, and the killing intent was not as strong as before.

Suddenly, a strong energy galloped from the side.

The dry corpse didn't pay attention, and was directly slashed by this energy.

With a pop, a huge crack appeared on his face, from the corner of his eye to his chin.

The creepy thing is that there is no blood in that rift!

The dry corpse raised his hand a little melancholy, stroked his face, and said, "Why do some people always like to be overwhelmed, the King of Chu was like this back then, and so are you, ordinary people, but they have a little power of God, so they are so pretentious." ”

Wang Siwei's face was shabby, she waved the knife in her hand and slashed out a second knife at the dry corpse.

This knife, with a momentum like a rainbow, seemed to split the entire head of the dried corpse.

"Look for death!!" The corpse stomped its feet, and the entire burial chamber seemed to shake.

A gust of wind blew, and in the blink of an eye, the dried corpse appeared in front of Wang Siwei like a teleportation.

Wang Siwei didn't have time to react at all, and was choked by the dry corpse.

"In our place, people like you can only become cannon fodder on the battlefield." The fingers of the dry corpse gently crossed Wang Siwei's face, and Wang Siwei's smooth face, where the dry corpse had touched, actually left a gray mark, and it could be seen that the skin and flesh in that mark had been seriously aged.

"Only some people who are not in the stream will cultivate a pseudo-Zhentian like you, but your qualifications are not bad, let me smell you!" The dry corpse leaned his nose to Wang Siwei's side and sniffed vigorously.

"I smelled it, it turned out that it was a descendant of the Bing clan, back then, in our place, the Bing clan was just an inferior race, but cultivating a pseudo-Zhentian from the lowest race is also a common thing on our side, I remember that your clan was implicated by the Yan clan and wandered to this planet, who is the patriarch of your clan, well, I have slept for too long, many things, I can't remember clearly, it's really troublesome." The dry corpse said with a frown and dissatisfaction.

"Are you Chu Hou?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

Hearing Zhao Chunliang's words, the attention of the dry corpse was successfully diverted, he looked at Zhao Chunliang and said, "Are you also a descendant of the eighteen rebel clans back then?" ”

"Traitor?" Zhao Chun's conscience moved slightly, and then said, "I heard historical records, you Chuhou came from heaven?" ”

"Hahaha, I am indeed the Marquis of Chu, but, for the ignorant ancients, I can really be said to have come from heaven, but, for the eighteen rebels of the year, I just came from their hometown, however, this road has not been walked for too long, and I also spent a lot of money to come here, now, I understand the way of death, as long as I teleport back the coordinates here and bring the people of my family over, I will definitely become the elite of the family." Chu Hou said with some excitement.

"Aliens?" Zhao Chunliang asked a question he had always wanted to ask.

"Aliens? Maybe that's how it works. Chu Hou grinned and said, "Although we comprehend the same avenue, however, you are too weak, now, if you are willing to surrender to me, when my clan arrives in the future, you will definitely be rewarded." ”

"It's not impossible if you want me to surrender." "But I want to know more things." ”

"There are a lot of things I can't remember." Chu Hou pointed to his head and said, "The block responsible for storing memories has a problem, but it's not a big problem, there are some things that I can still remember." You ask, I don't think I remember. ”

"The block responsible for storing memories?" Zhao Chunliang's eyes lit up slightly, generally speaking, what can store memories is the brain, but according to what Chu Hou said, it is a block, does that mean that there is something in Chu Hou's brain that can store memories like a mobile hard disk?

"Your so-called Eighteen Great Traitors are our ancient Eighteen Great Divine Clans, why did they come here?" Zhao Chunliang pointed to the ground and asked.

"Haha, because they failed in their rebellion, they were naturally exiled here, but I heard that they were not exiled here at the beginning, but in the process of exile, someone wanted them to die and deliberately changed the coordinates, but I didn't expect the ghost to send a god here." Chu Hou said.

"Coordinates?" Zhao Chunliang's heart chuckled again, this is something that only modern civilization can say, and besides, Chu Hou's coordinates must not be as simple as the latitude and longitude on the earth.

"What you look like, and what we look like?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Same." Chu Hou nodded and said, "Actually, whether it is you or us, we all come from the same ancestors, but I don't know where our ancestors are." In terms of DNA, you are almost identical to ours. ”

"You're really from outer space? Not a calf? How did you get into someone's stomach? Zhao Chunliang asked.

"I am a godhead of Godhead." Chu Hou proudly pointed to his head and said, "My spiritual power is all protected by the godhead, so I can easily use the godhead to snatch it away, and casually enter a child's brain, it is too easy for me, to cultivate with the godhead, my body will not appear to burn the divine power, for the natives here, I am a god, if it weren't for the king of Chu who betrayed me and sealed me here, perhaps, I would have become the only god in this world." ”

"I see!" Zhao Chunliang nodded and said, "With so much to say, although I still think you're talking nonsense, the preparation time is long enough." Thank you for giving me so much time to prepare. ”

"What?" Chu Hou looked at Zhao Chunliang suspiciously.

Suddenly, Chu Hou looked up as if he sensed something.

A deep, pitch-black lightning bolt hovered silently over his head.

This lightning, I don't know how many small lightning bolts are fused, the periphery of the lightning is controlled with a strong spiritual power, compressing this lightning to a very small point, and as we all know, the greater the pressure, the stronger the explosive power after the explosion.

"You're kidding me!!" Chu Hou roared angrily, and was just about to destroy the lightning, when suddenly, a flying sword galloped from directly ahead.

The flying sword emitted a crisp whistling sound, containing powerful spiritual power, and stabbed at Chu Hou.

At the same time, another spiritual power came from Chu Hou's side.

Compared with Chu Hou's spiritual power, the difference between this spiritual power is too great, but the time when this spiritual power came was just right.

Just in time for that sword to strike!