"Song Tianlong......" The pseudo-saint Tianzhu raised his hands, looked at his brand-new body, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he felt, "Lao Tzu occupies your body, he is the new Chosen One, right? Hahaha, the Chosen One, the Lord of the World!!!!

The more the Pseudo-Saint Tianzhu spoke, the more angry he became, remembering the painful days when he was suppressed by the Soul Suppression Alliance in the Southern Spirit Wilderness, and the bloody aura was strong in the sky, accompanied by thunder: "Hmph, you guys, just be my first batch of corpse puppets." ”

The Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Punishment raised his hand and waved, and the people in the secret realm who were invaded by the bloody qi and were in pain stopped screaming in an instant. It's just that the screams of these people have stopped not regaining their freedom, but their expressions are dazed, and they have become a puppet without self-consciousness under the control of the pseudo-saint Tianju!

"The sword is coming!" "The pseudo-saint Tianzhu shouted again, the Xuanyuan sword came in response and flew into the hands of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu took the opportunity to hold high the Xuanyuan sword, and all the corpse puppets everywhere sang in unison, serving the pseudo-saint Tianzhu as the master: "Thousands of generations, dominate the world!"

"Hypocrisy. The pseudo-saint Tianzhu looked up at the sky and said lightly.

From this moment on, even if the entire Ji clan guards the mausoleum, even if it no longer exists, after the poor generation of emperors, such a glorious clan will be extinct, there may be some accidental factors, but more is inevitable.

Shouling Yimai has lived comfortably in Jianyin Village for many years, and the people here are almost isolated from the outside world, thinking that the Ji family is still the dominant family in this world, and they don't know how to deal with it when they encounter an accident.

It is foreseeable that this time the tribulation, whether it is the victory of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu or the victory of the Shura clan, the final result will be that the Ji clan's tomb guarding line will be wiped out.

The Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Punishment controlled hundreds of newly trained corpse puppets and left from the Ji Clan's secret realm, and in the villages outside the secret realm, there were still countless zombies scattered around.

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but laugh and said: "This Jianyin Village deserves to be wiped out, and even the mausoleum of its own ancestors is willing to be alarmed, one, two, three...... There are more than fifty old corpses!Tsk, these are all excellent materials for me to refine higher-grade corpse puppets, hahaha!!!"

"Is it really specially prepared for my birth in the underworld?" The pseudo-saint Tianzhu couldn't help but have a trace of unexpected joy, when he reached his level of cultivation, he had already begun to touch the heavenly dao in the underworld, and the heavenly dao had a way, that is, everything had a fixed number.

Of course, if there is a fixed number, there must be variables, but more martial cultivators say that they are going against the sky, but in the process of cultivation, they have seen too many things that they are powerless to resist.

For example, Song Tianlong, everyone told him that he was the chosen one chosen by God, and in the troubled times, Song Tianlong was responsible for reviving the Tianlong clan, and even the human race would become different because of Song Tianlong's existence.

Song Tianlong resisted, so he died, as for whether he could have a chance to be resurrected, it all depended on Song Tianlong's next choice, and this is the so-called Heavenly Dao.

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu occupies Song Tianlong's body, and he knows best that if one day, Song Tianlong may appear to regain his body, and what the pseudo-saint Tianzhu has to do is to resolutely not let this happen, although he still doesn't know if Song Tianlong will come back, and in what way.

......

In the south of the Shenzhou mainland, above the South China Sea, there is a small island called Jinao Island.

What is surprising is that on the Jinao Island, this small island that should have belonged to the sphere of influence of the human race, but there is almost no existence of the human race, on the contrary, the large number of monks dressed in Taoist robes on the island actually look at people with the faces of demon beasts, talking about Taoist classics with each other, without the slightest disobedience.

This is the legendary preaching place of the Tongtian Sect Master, who is as famous as the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and is one of the three Qings!

According to legend, the Tongtian Sect Master founded the Interception Sect, but for some reason, the sect only accepts innate spiritual objects or alien demon clansmen, but no human race can become the apprentice of the Tongtian Sect Master.

In 72,300 BC, the Tongtian Sect Master preached in the Biyou Palace on Jinao Island in the South China Sea, and selected Duobao Daoren, Our Lady of Jinling, Our Lady of Wudang, Our Lady of Turtle Spirit, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao Niangniang, Ten Heavenly Monarchs, Wuyun Xian and others as disciples.

Since then, this Jinao Island has become an extremely special place within the sphere of influence of the human race.

At this time, on Jinao Island, there was a huge gray hairy monkey, who was originally wearing a Taoist robe and practicing with his eyes closed, but for some reason a sharp pain in his heart interrupted the cultivation of this giant hairy monkey, and saw that her eyes suddenly opened, and a fine light shot from her eyes into the sea in the far distance, only to hit the calm sea with two earth-shattering waves!

"My !!!!!!!"

The giant hairy monkey roared in pain, subconsciously wanting to rise to the sky, she was the mother of the little hairy monkey who had arranged her son by Song Tianlong's side, and Shen Monkey, one of the twelve holy immortals that the major forces of the human race were looking for!

A peaceful light shot out from the top of the mountain on Jinao Island, slowly enveloping Shen Monkey's body, and Shen Monkey shouted anxiously, "Master!"

But he saw a calm voice from the top of the mountain, but said indifferently: "The destiny is like this, don't be impatient for a while." ”

Shen Monkey's fists were clenched tightly, and the sharp nails had penetrated into the flesh and blood of his palms, and the master's fate was difficult to disobey, and Shen Monkey finally sat back in place, but Shen Monkey gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Who the hell is it that dares to hurt my son's life, and when I get out of the customs, he must pay for his blood debts!"

......

Tang Gate, on the Sky Mountain, a Qiankun mirror engraved with Song Tianlong's name was suddenly shattered without warning.

In front of the lobby where there were many Qiankun mirrors, an old man with a slender figure was cleaning, and after looking at the Qiankun mirrors that were broken all over the ground, he subconsciously picked up the pieces and threw them into the garbage bag he carried.

"Huh......" The old man's movements were extremely slow, and the dry voice showed that the old man had not spoken for many years, but after making such a sound lightly, for some reason, the old man actually reassembled the fragments in his hand and put them back in the position that originally belonged to Song Tianlong.

The old man continued to clean the normally empty hall, and after a long time, he looked up at the broken Qiankun mirror that belonged to Song Tianlong, and then sighed softly: "Alas......"

......

Outside Jianyin Village, Jiaojiao, a girl who was anxiously waiting, and Ji Qinglian, a little girl who was rescued by Song Tianlong and was now the only one left, was stretching her neck to look at the exit of the village.

After a long time, a familiar figure walked out of the village, and there was no more cute and noisy skinny hairy monkey by his side, but a group of hollow-eyed corpse puppets.

"Childe!"

"Brother......

Two crisp voices sounded at the same time, Jiaojiao had been following Song Tianlong for some time, her tone was full of joy, but the little girl who was a little strange to Song Tianlong was keenly aware of the slightest mistake, or she was deeply frightened by the terrifying army of corpse puppets around Song Tianlong.

At this time, the one who led the corpse puppet army out of the village was naturally not Song Tianlong himself, but the pseudo-saint Tianzhu who occupied Song Tianlong's body, looking at the two women who ran towards him, a trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, but it was well hidden.

"Let's go. The Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Decree pretended to be casual, and put a hand on Jiaojiao's shoulder.

Jiaojiao looked at Song Tianlong, who was occupied by the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, with some surprise, her face flushed slightly, but she didn't have the slightest intention of struggling.

The little girl Ji Qinglian looked at the army of corpse puppets behind Song Tianlong with some fear, and the familiar faces seemed to have become extremely strange at this time, Ji Qinglian cried, obviously she saw her mother, father, and many familiar elders and companions in the village among those corpse puppets, but for some reason, she just didn't dare to approach, feeling that these people were no longer the original people she was familiar with, and Song Tianlong in front of her, the big brother who saved herself, also became extremely strange!

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu wanted to hold the little girl's hand, the little girl retreated in fear, and a trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, but it quickly recovered as before, and just said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, your relatives are just sick, my brother brought everyone out of the village, and when there is a chance in the future, I will help you cure them." ”

The little girl's eyes looked at the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, and after a long time, she finally nodded and didn't say anything more.

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu took out the Xuanyuan sword from his waist and showed it to the little girl, and said to the little girl in the gentlest tone possible: "Little sister, have you ever seen this sword?"

The little girl's eyes widened and she shook her head.

The Pseudo-Saint Tianzhu was a little disappointed, but he didn't have a seizure, he just said lightly: "It's okay, let's go." ”

"Childe ......" Jiaojiao, who was hugged by Song Tianlong's side, finally couldn't help but ask, "What about squeak?"

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Song Tianlong entered the village to rescue his little monkey, but he just replied casually: "I can't save it, I'm dead." ”

"Dead?!" Jiaojiao looked at Song Tianlong with an incredible face, for some reason, a chill rose from the bottom of the girl's heart, but obviously, the person who said this sentence was her own familiar face!

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu looked at the delicate girl in front of him, and the cherry mouth that opened slightly because of surprise seemed so ruddy and attractive.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has been abstaining from meat for too long in Nanling Wilderness!" didn't hold back the evil thoughts in his heart, and the pseudo-saint Tianzhu kissed deeply towards the delicate little mouth.

Jiaojiao would have thought that Song Tianlong, who had just come out of the village, would kiss herself at this time, and couldn't help but break free and exclaimed, "Childe!"

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu's eyes were red and fierce, and his voice was low, but after all, he didn't want to reveal his identity at this time, so he just said: "The little monkey is dead, I'm in a bad mood, can you comfort me?"

"This ......" Jiaojiao obviously felt that something was wrong there, but she felt the manly breath coming from Song Tianlong's body, and then thought about the person she had fallen in love with in front of her, she hesitated slightly, and finally couldn't resist, just said, "There are so many people here ......"

"It's okay, they can't see it!" The pseudo-saint Tianzhu no longer concealed his desires, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of corpse puppets surrounded the layers of human walls, isolating the little girl Ji Qinglian.

In the center of the human wall, a beautiful voice came out, accompanied by a low gasp, which was not calm for a long time.

......

"Mom, Daddy......" somewhere on the human wall, I don't know if it's a coincidence, among the corpse puppets that isolated the little girl, it turned out to be the little girl's parents.

Between these two numb zombies, one person is holding a girl slightly smaller than Ji Qinglian in one hand, the girl and Ji Qinglian look seven or eight points similar, but they are wearing two small braids, and their expressions are a little lively.

Ji Qinglian looked at her sister, but tears fell again, originally, what the little girl's parents wanted to leave was her sister Ji Qinghe, but now, Ji Qinglian's parents and sister have become corpse puppets without self-awareness, but it is this abandoned sister who survived, which is not unpleasant.

"Mom, Daddy, Sister, you're just sick, you're all going to be fine, right?" Ji Qinglian wiped her tears, her expression was resolute, but it was pitiful.