What is behind the Great Rift? What is the reason that these ancient corpses, who have been dead for an unknown number of years, converge from all directions and rush to the chasm rift.

When Zhao Ping heard the unwilling "new life" cry more than once, Zhao Ping already understood that entrenched in this huge group of cosmic corpses composed of tens of millions of coffins contained the grievances of countless ancient deceased, and it was their grievances that gathered together and condensed into such a creepy cry that made the listener creepy!

Fortunately, he resolutely gave up his cultivation to the heavens and the earth in the early years, carried out nirvana rebirth, and once again polished his mind and will. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Ping's heart is more complete than that of the ancestral dragon and the three saints of the human race, and Zhao Ping's current state of mind can be said to have truly reached the realm of no leakage.

The heart of the Tao is clear, pointing directly to the heart!

Zhao Ping was sure that if he was still obsessed with the supreme authority of the Great Sage, then he would definitely have a hard time now in this coffin group, and the resentment left after the death of several ancient saints coupled with the resentment of tens of thousands of immortal-level powerhouses after their death was synthesized into a voice of "new life" that was shouted later, even the noble people who had reached the realm of saints had the possibility of being infected by this resentment and thus indulging.

With the ability of this coffin group, of course, it is impossible to directly cause the saint to die or completely fall, but that shout can make the saint indulge in it for a short time, which may be three days or three years.

Three days or three years, now this uncertain number has become a talisman.

Even a saint who had been captured by a terrifying cry was now in danger of falling. Just because the ten thousand coffins have now arrived at the border of the great domain where Zhao Ping is now, the coffins have already started the final charge!

Ten thousand coffins are heading towards the end of "new life". The Tribulation Rift slowly floated away.

The fact that the final sprint began was evident from the louder and louder shouts of the "new students" that were louder and more real.

"Roaring ——!"

In Zhao Pingpan sat on the gravel. When he quietly looked at the magnificent scene of ten thousand coffins hanging in front of him, a violent tiger roar suddenly exploded in Zhao Ping's heart. Zhao Ping, who was looking at the hanging coffin of the universe in front of him, frowned.

Powerful, domineering, and fierce but seems to have some lack of confidence and anxiety? Zhao Ping, who heard a lot of things from his roar, was slightly stunned, and then stood up suddenly! Regardless of the emotions mixed in this tiger roar, the appearance of the tiger roar also means that this lonely world, where there are only tens of thousands of cosmic coffins, has come to an intruder belonging to the living world.

“…… Freshman! It was when Zhao Ping sighed that the tiger roared that in the lonely and desolate barren universe, there was another cry of decay and evil.

With the appearance of this shout, the tiger roar that had just roared dared to sound again with a hint of haste. The soul-shaking tiger roar has a wonderful power, and Zhao Ping, who is as plain as still water, also has a trace of waves in his heart after hearing this whistling sound.

In the roar of the tiger, there is a force that attracts the fighting spirit of others!

"Use the whistling to resist the 'new life' cry. So as to keep yourself sanity, this is indeed a way. After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Ping understood why this howling sound, Zhao Ping looked at the opposite side of the big rift, his eyes flashed, "However, although it rings in my heart, this sound is indeed close to this side." ”

To be able to stay awake in this coffin group, the strength of the comer must be extraordinary. Zhao Ping was almost certain that the people who had the courage to break into this place must have reached the most holy in their strength. Only the true Great Domain Sage had the courage to break into this secluded place where the corpses of multiple ancient saints had appeared.

However, I always feel that this roar seems to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity? Zhao Ping pinched his chin. A confused look was revealed. Zhao Ping's gaze shot into the distance, and with his sharp gaze, Zhao Ping saw a white colorful tiger the size of a hundred zhang. happened to meet the eyes of this white/tiger, and Zhao Ping was immediately stunned.

This white/tiger is not a corpse, but an ecstasy after being affected by the resentment that now hangs over the area!

But. But judging from its appearance, it is estimated that it will not take long for this huge white/tiger to become a dead person, and its strength is no more than that of the Golden Immortal Realm. Wandering among the corpses has long been tainted with a huge dead air.

This bone should be a young man, but judging by the current state of this white/tiger. If Zhao Ping doesn't make a move, it is estimated that it will be useless to save it. The Land of Ten Thousand Coffins. The death qi created by the corpses of several ancient saints and tens of thousands of immortal corpses has already infected the bones and soul of this giant tiger.

"Roaring ——!" The terrifying tiger roar was filled with a deep sense of unwillingness and despair, that is, after seeing this soulless giant tiger slowly floating forward by an ancient sarcophagus, Zhao Ping understood why the owner of this tiger roar broke into this realm of ten thousand coffins that could be called a peerless murderous place.

The soulless giant tiger is estimated to be the heir of the Lord of the Tiger Roar, and the great tiger of the Saint Realm rushed into this dead Jedi without fear of great terror, probably to retrieve its child. And now there is unwillingness and despair in the tiger's roar, and it is clear that the saint senses that the flame of life of his heir is rapidly extinguishing and moving towards death.

At the same time as the poignant and low tiger roar sounded, Zhao Ping's eyes saw a gray air current representing death, which slowly appeared on the body of the fairy giant tiger in the distance.

Zhao Ping couldn't help but snort, just by virtue of the tiger roar that gave Zhao Ping an inexplicable sense of familiarity, Zhao Ping knew that he couldn't wait and see. The figure of the ice-blue young Taoist priest quietly dissipated, and what appeared in this strange place was a huge ice-blue transparent divine bird with a wingspan.

A birdsong so loud that it resounded throughout the coffin flock echoed in this sky!

The originally low tiger roar that seemed to be wailing was abruptly stopped by the sudden sound of birdsong, and at this moment, Zhao Ping, who had already turned into a soul ice phoenix, turned into a streamer of light, and flashed to the fairy giant tiger on the verge of death in an instant.

Then Uncle Zhao raised his wings and slapped the white cat with a demented expression in front of him without saying anything, so the big white cat that was tragically blacked by Uncle Zhao screamed "Wow", and the originally empty and silent dark golden eyes suddenly recovered after Zhao Ping's fan!

"Damn, who is it! Even my son never hit me! "The huge white/tiger that was obviously stunned and lost two tiger teeth by Uncle Zhao's wings finally came back to his senses. The giant tiger, who had regained his senses after an unknown time, did not pay attention to the surrounding situation for the first time, but covered his swollen right face and shouted.

It was at this time that the giant tiger who had been slapped stupidly finally had the strength to raise his eyes to look at the owner of the huge qi machine in front of him, and then he looked up and saw a transparent ice blue divine bird that was several times his size, sweeping towards him with a sadistic gaze.

Feeling the soul coercion of the divine bird in front of him, which was even stronger than his Lao Tzu, the giant tiger that had howled half of it immediately seemed to be stuck, and looked at the ghost divine bird in front of him in a daze, and was so frightened that he almost urinated for a while.

What the hell is this ghost bird? Come and help, you're going to be eaten by monsters!

"It's you! Tongtian! That is, when the big white cat was so frightened that his liver was thumping, a familiar voice that made him inexplicably relieved suddenly appeared in this quiet airspace. Shortly after the voice appeared, a middle-aged strong man wearing a white tiger skin robe, like a god of war, appeared in the direction behind the huge white tiger.

"Who is my Dao, it turns out that the person who is howling miserably is you, Emperor Bai Ao!" (To be continued.) )