"Poof"!

Sun Huang Yangtian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the sense of surrender in his heart made it crawl on the ground, and his whole body trembled.

On the top of Sun Huang's head, a god-like aura fell mightily, like a god above the nine heavens, looking down at the ants at the soles of his feet.

After entering through the giant gate, Sun Huang did not encounter too many difficulties under the protection of the ghost creature transformed by the red makeup soul, but instead gained a lot of benefits.

In this way, Sun Huang followed the red makeup all the way, until he arrived in this secret room that looked small from the outside, but after entering it, he found that the space was huge, and Sun Huang's safety was no longer guaranteed.

It's not that the ghost thing that the crimson soul turns into no longer shelters it, but that it is a little difficult to protect itself.

In the deepest part of the extraordinarily large secret room, on a bluestone bed, a long-armed ape with a golden body was lying quietly on it, as if it had been lying like this for hundreds of years.

It was the one who had been plotted by the Golden Crow and had been dead for hundreds of years.

The natural aura of the ape's body is like a god, as vast as a sea of smoke, but it is magnificent, and people can't help but have an urge to surrender and worship.

It's just that the breath of the divine ape doesn't have the slightest killing intent, but it is extremely peaceful, so the creatures present are not uncomfortable.

Directly above the ape's heart, a heart that bloomed alternately with golden light and red glow was contracting slightly.

Although it is slight, it gives all living beings such a feeling that this heart contains a huge amount of energy like the ocean!

"Puff, puff......"

Although the beating of the ape's heart was weak, there was an inexplicable rhythm that drove the hearts of all the creatures in the field, and it also beat with this heart.

"It's so uncomfortable," a dwarf zombie next to the mutant zombie suddenly roared, and then couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of corrosive blood.

Except for the mutant zombies, the green-shirted woman of the Green Fox Clan, and other late-stage foundation building monks, the performance of the rest of the creatures was not much better.

Obviously, the once weird "poof" sound in the outside world not long ago originated from this heart.

After seeing this divine ape corpse and the heart that seemed to still be alive, these foundation-building creatures who could still wake up under the pressure of their heartbeats and god-like breath had different reactions.

The ghost creature transformed by the soul of the red makeup, with a look of obsession and unwillingness, a few drops of blood and tears flowed from her distorted face.

Her ghostly body was about to float towards the divine ape on the bluestone bed, but the charming green-shirted woman of the green fox clan quietly surpassed her body, and the speed was extremely fast, flying towards the heart of the divine ape's head.

Faster than the woman in the green shirt was the mutant zombie, and as soon as it saw the corpse of the divine ape, its dark green eyes flashed with greedy green light, and at this time it rushed forward without saying a word.

The purpose of the mutant zombie's trip is only one, and that is to use his own hard work to find a way to "resurrect" the corpse of this divine ape for its use.

The ghost creature turned into a soul with red makeup, originally with a sad look on her face, finally reacted at this time, she let out a creepy ghost roar, and then rushed towards the body of the divine ape in front of her desperately!

The other two male ghosts who were originally advancing and retreating with the ghost creature of the red makeup soul couldn't move away at all, because three feet away from them, there were five dark and gloomy flowers—the Nether Flower.

Nether flowers are too precious to ghosts, which is why they are willing to venture into the Xuan Realm, and now that they see the purpose of this trip, how can they move their steps again?

As for the yellow finch, it twisted its body and stared at the few zombies viciously. Judging by the way it looks, these zombies don't mind their claws being covered in zombie blood once they make a move.

After all, the ghost creature transformed by the soul of the red makeup was a little weak, and she just blocked the way of the mutated zombie, but she couldn't stop the hand of the woman in the green shirt who grabbed her heart.

This strong man of the Blue Fox Clan, looking at his heart that was getting closer and closer at this time, a trace of blazing heat flashed in his beautiful eyes - the essence blood of the divine ape definitely has an immeasurable effect on any demon clan monk.

"Don't!"

The ghost creature transformed by the crimson soul who was desperately fighting with the mutant zombies suddenly shouted in horror.

However, it was too late, and the green-shirted woman's bare hand, with a "bang", hit a transparent prohibition, and then was knocked away.

The woman in the green shirt frowned, and was about to use her means to attack the prohibition that wrapped her heart, when at this moment, the space of the entire secret room shook slightly.

With this tremble, the hearts of all the creatures in the field seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and their breathing was suffocated.

"A swarm of ants!"

A vast and incomparably majestic voice sounded at the same time from all directions from a place that seemed to be far and near, and this voice seemed to be the decree handed down by the gods above the Nine Heavens, so that the living beings present could not give birth to even the slightest sense of opposition.

As the voice came, a golden claw stretched out from the void crack.

This giant claw was incomparably huge, occupying almost one-tenth of the entire secret room space, and every dark and sharp nail in front of the giant claw was the size of a basin, flashing with a devouring black light.

With the appearance of this giant claw, the true body of the god-like existence gradually squeezed out of the void, as if slowly.

With the appearance of its true body, the void around it, as if frightened, began to tremble violently like a broken drum that had been beaten; everywhere its sharp gaze passed, the space was rippled with transparent ripples; the wisps of breath it exuded at random seemed to turn the mountains into ashes!

It's really too powerful!

It's the Golden Crow Ancient Desolation!

It was it, when he was drinking with his "brother" Tongjishen Ape, he used a blood-colored sword to penetrate the spiritual sea of Tongjishen Ape, and used poisonous wine to erode the bodily functions of Tongjiu Shenape.

Three hundred years have passed, and it is still alive.

It seems that it will live forever like this!

Jin Wu Ancient Desolation, its body was twice as large as He Xiaoshi's memory, and its aura was more than twice as powerful.

The Golden Crow Ancestor, that is, the Golden Crow Ancient Desolation, is already a powerful person who has stepped into the realm of transforming gods with one foot, and it only takes one opportunity to fly to the heavenly realm and become an immortal.

"You'll never become an immortal!"

A resentful voice suddenly sounded.

In front of such a god-like powerhouse, those who dare to speak like this can only be ghosts transformed by the soul of the red makeup.

"I sense his aura from above your body, he is eroding you," the ghost creature turned into a crimson soul, its distorted face full of madness, and its voice was full of hysteria.

At this moment, among the living beings, the woman in the green shirt with strong eyesight looked over with a pair of beautiful eyes, and found that the body of the god, which was as huge as a mountain, and many things like divine chains thinner than a hair, crisscrossed and strangled on her body in an incomparably complicated manner.

It was so deep that it was deep in the flesh, and the thing that looked like a divine chain was so thin that it was hidden by huge feathers that seemed to be made of gold, so it was difficult to spot.

Moreover, the god-like existence of the Golden Crow Ancient Desolation, its body has been trembling slightly in pain, and it is precisely because of this that the void around it will also tremble.

Jin Wu Guhuang forgot the ghost thing turned into a red makeup soul with a sharp gaze, and all the causes and consequences were suddenly known to him, and it laughed out loud with a happy "haha", its voice was as loud as thunder, and its tone was as loud as a wind.

All the creatures in the arena were bleeding from their eardrums from the laughter, and then they were blown by the wind and smashed hard against the walls of the secret room.

"It turned out to be that guy's confidante, it's really ghostly, and he actually became a ghost, and I originally wanted to reunite you with my so-called big brother in hell, since you are so ignorant, you will be wiped out over there", Jin Wu Guhuang's voice suddenly became cold.

I didn't see how it moved, an earthy yellow palm suddenly formed in the sky above the secret room, and the light on the earthy yellow palm flashed slightly, and in an instant, it turned into a giant palm the size of an acre, and gently pressed it downward.

With this movement of the earthy yellow giant palm, the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be boiling, and it tumbled violently, but it only rolled for less than a second, and then it was strangely quiet.

The area of acres covered by the giant palm has become absolutely static, without wind, waves, and sound, and only all the creatures below can be seen, struggling to escape in the previous second.

The expressions on their faces were extremely frightened, even deformed in horror, and their mouths were wide open, but they did not make the slightest sound.

The power of a casual palm is terrifying!

Jin Wu Guhuang looked at the creatures struggling like ants under the giant palm, and his sharp eyes revealed a ray of happiness.

"Hehe", he didn't care about the lives of all the creatures in the field, he was still smiling happily, indifferent, but also powerful.

Sun Huang, who was covered by the giant palm in the most marginal area, this strange power was slightly weaker, he could still move in a small area, but the surrounding space had become as hard as King Kong, and he couldn't escape at all, so he could only watch the giant palm that seemed to be a natural disaster slowly fall.

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