The cuckoo's body is extremely small, but it does not have the slightest sense of insignificance in the eyes of Fengchen, this is a generation of emperors of an ancient country. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is the soul gone......?" Fengchen was a little sad, and he saw that the giant city was directly pierced through a huge hole by Emperor Wang's shot.

The giant city itself is extremely thick, about 500 meters, but it still can't resist the blow of Emperor Wangdi Du Yu, which runs through.

Emperor Wangdi took advantage of this to pass directly with a spear and rushed into the giant city. At this point, the wind and dust could not see anything, but the sound of collision in the city from time to time directly made the giant city tremble constantly.

Outside the city, the people of Gu Shu lived up to the hope of the emperor and kept fighting, but they still couldn't withstand the dark purple cultivators who could continue to be resurrected, and some people began to fall from time to time. Although there were already casualties, they were also blocked from entering the city.

The big turtle seemed to have been instructed by Emperor Wang, and did not go in together, but guarded in front of the big hole, so that some enemies who were lucky enough to break through the blockade of the ancient Shu cultivators were completely wiped out, without any luck.

It wasn't long before something suddenly flew out of that big hole -- a gun, killing the sky!

Wind and dust were about to split, because it was not just a spear that flew out, behind the spear, a gray mist was rising, and it was shrouded in the purple light that the spear emitted.

A corpse!

The wind and dust are silent, and his expression is a little sad, has a generation of emperors disappeared like this? The giant turtle also let out a sad roar, as if it was seeing off another generation of Shu Emperors and his master.

The people of Gu Shu suddenly quieted down, they stopped fighting, and one by one they all shattered their bodies and sacrificed to the Shu Emperor.

The blood mist was filled, the grand sacrificial sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the endless dark purple figures around the giant city suddenly all exploded, and this time they did not appear.

"The whole country is cutting down the sky...... Fail! The whole country sacrifices together...... Protect! The faint voice made the wind and dust tremble, looking at the giant city, his heart was turbulent, but his expression was unmoved, only regretting that the emperor of such a generation of ancient countries died like this, and even the country was ......

"Cutting the sky? The whole country sacrifices together...... Protect? What is it to protect, the soul of Emperor Shu? ”

Sure enough, the condensation of countless blood colors made the giant city, which had already calmed down, tremble again.

Rumble!

"Roar!"

A tremor was followed by a beast roar that looked like a beast but not a beast, and after a loud sound of splitting the sky, a vague divine spirit flew out of the giant city.

The middle-aged man looked numb earlier, but he was awake after a moment, looking at the broken halberd cracks all over the ground in front of him, which were the armor and weapons of the people of ancient Shu.

For the first time, the middle-aged man's mood fluctuated greatly, and his face turned into a long rainbow and rushed towards the blood mist that the Gu Shu cultivator had turned into.

"Gah-"

A cuckoo fluttered, rushing out of the blood, crying incessantly, its beak stained with blood, and with each cry blood dripping onto the ground.

On the ground, the bones all over the ground were shrouded in a small world of its own, where countless strange flowers and plants suddenly grew and gradually covered the bones.

The wind and dust are silent, that is Emperor Wang's burial for the people of ancient Shu.

Not far away, a rhododendron forest suddenly appeared, and the rhododendron stood on the branch of one of them, constantly crying blood, as if guarding the cemetery.

Bang!

The spear and the corpse broke through the air, and the small world behind followed.

Feng Chen's eyes were blazing, and he saw that it seemed to be a place in the Dongsheng Continent that had been torn apart by a spear - a split abyss.

Then, a small world descended directly from the high sky, sitting firmly into the abyss......

"Could it be that Emperor Wang's soul has been extinguished?" Fengchen groaned, looking at the cuckoo bird standing quietly on the branch in front of him, his tone was a little uncertain.

After a little silence, he began to wonder why he was able to get out of the cemetery, and why the giant turtle was sealed again.

After hesitating for a moment, Fengchen walked in and walked towards the depths, and the target was the cuckoo!

The footsteps were firm, the wind and dust walked step by step, and he did not use the nine steps against the sky, in this kind of place, he didn't dare to mess around.

Step by step!

Fengchen consciously walked for a long time, but he felt as if he hadn't taken a single step, and the distance between him and the cuckoo seemed to have never been pulled in.

On the contrary, Fengchen felt more and more that the little one was gradually hazy and blurred, and it was not very clear to see, and it was getting farther and farther away!

"What's going on......" Fengchen instantly woke up, and found that he had walked for a long time without thinking, but he was not getting closer and closer to the cuckoo, but far away.

This made him frightened, just now he was still on the periphery of the rhododendron forest, and he didn't feel anything, but now he suddenly found that this place was like a small world, and no matter how backward he kept retreating, he could only see some pure land in the distance behind him.

Fengchen was a little uncertain, and gradually closed his eyes as if he didn't understand, reined in his consciousness, spread over every inch of his skin, let go of his heart, and walked calmly without thinking, looking calm.

"Suck ......"

Fengchen suddenly gasped, his body was a little chilly, his heartstrings were tense to the extreme, his body was cold sweat, and his scalp was a little fried.

The wind and dust that was relieved in a moment was like stepping from heaven to hell, and the cold of the Nine Shadows made his lips tremble.

"What kind of killing intent is this...... Fengchen's eyes widened, he couldn't see anything, but his intuition told him that the real killing intent was there.

"In ...... Behind! "The wind and dust did not flee in the wilderness, nor did it move. This place was not unusual at all, he did not dare to try to move, and every advance could turn into a step backwards.

"Who?"

Fengchen turned around on the spot, wanting to see where the killing intent came from, but the moment he turned around, the killing intent also turned around like a shadow, behind him.

Unwillingly, Fengchen continued to turn around, but no matter how he turned around, forward or backward, the killing intent seemed to lock him and always existed behind him.

"It can't be some ghost, right?" Fengchen's face was a little bitter, he couldn't get rid of it, and he couldn't see it with his divine sense, and he didn't know if it was hidden in the void or shielded from his divine sense.

Ghost! Fengchen said a noun, even his face was a little cold, he had always been calm, this kind of thing can really be said to be rare, without absolute strength, it can't get rid of the fate of being tortured to death by it, it has no cultivation fluctuations, but it represents bad luck This sentence is not a joke.

If you are entangled, you will understand the backbone of reality and the trick of fate.

"I don't think I'll really be hit by him!" Fengchen's face was really white, if it was really a ghost, he was really helpless, all he could do was to bear the bad luck and get rid of it.

"I'm a martial artist, and I'm so shocked that I can ...... beating" At the end, Fengchen directly comforted himself.

Let go of his mind and walk back, although the killing intent behind him was awe-inspiring, he was still forcibly ignored by the wind and dust, and continued to walk towards the place he had just come.

Without distractions, he found the right direction, but after more than half an hour, Fengchen walked directly back to this spiritual land full of flowers and trees.

"This is a cemetery!" Fengchen understood this very well, and out of respect for these ancient Shu monks, he walked cautiously to prevent himself from stepping on the bones that had not yet weathered.

Sitting cross-legged, Fengchen still didn't know anything about this place, helpless, there was no way.

He began to step into the cultivation world for the first time on his own, and began to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth.

I have to say that although this place is just a cemetery built by Emperor Wangdi for his ancient Shu people, it does not have the slightest gloomy and desolate, but is full of aura, like a small piece of pure land in the heavenly realm.

The vitality of the wind and dust condensed very quickly, and a large amount of vitality continued to surge, this time it was different from the absorption of the green bamboo forest, it was simply the act of bandits, forcibly depriving not to mention, but also destroying the corpses of the crushed green bamboo within a radius of dozens of miles.

The wind and dust absorbed the vitality of Zhenghuan, and the abdomen was slightly hot, which was the dantian direction.

Immediately concentrating on it, I saw that the Cangsheng Sword Soul in the dantian had turned into a black pure soul power early in the morning.

Now, it was from it that the abnormal movement started, and the black soul power actually converged behind him in wisps, and disappeared into a void, where the murderous aura was awe-inspiring, as if there was an ancient killing god.

"This ...... Ghost master, you're a bandit! That's mine! Fengchen directly got up and scolded in an instant, but the soul power of the Cangsheng Sword was still not stopped, and all of them continued to converge towards the void.

And this time, after Feng Chen turned around, he suddenly found that the killing intent behind him had disappeared, all in the void in front of him.

"Damn it! What is it...... That's my legacy from my previous life! Fengchen scolded angrily, and then he could only be stunned for a long time, his eyes kept looking at the void, and he couldn't do anything at all.

If he didn't even know anything, he was about to be sucked dry by the other party's Cangsheng Sword Soul, how could he bear that feeling of powerlessness.

"Gu Shu's eldest brother, you are doing well! I don't like swords, but that doesn't mean I don't want them! How can you be such a bandit! ”

Silent!

Fengchen gritted his teeth and said, "For the sake of my great respect for Emperor Wang, can I come out to meet?" "The wind and dust can be described as soft grinding and hard foaming, and it is almost breaking the skin of the mouth, and it is still sucking.

The last wisp of soul power was sucked away after all. Fengchen's heart is discouraged, gone, really gone.

"I####......" Fengchen scolded his mother directly, and took care of the ancestors of that ghost master for several generations.

"Master, who am I? Dust! ”

"Haven't heard of it? It's just lonely and unheard, the master is famous, you haven't heard of it, no wonder it's only worthy of being a ghost! ”

"It's rare for me to let go of my identity, you are so neglectful, don't give me face, I ......"

"If you want me to come out, you have to move your feet away first!" Fengchen was really angry, and after scolding for a long time, an abrupt voice echoed in his mind, which immediately made him frightened.

There's no one here, where the hell is the sound? "Who? Come out for me......"

"I'm at your feet!" The same fluctuation of divine consciousness came, and the wind and dust suddenly retreated, and a skull gradually rose.

"Hell!"

"What the hell? I'm human! ”

"People ......"

Fengchen didn't dare to compliment him at all, there was such a person, and there were divine consciousness fluctuations in a skull, which made him a little unbelievable.

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