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That Zhou Yan's rush was very weird, especially the fluttering of those moths, like moths to a fire, they could extinguish the fire of life, although Mu Yun Mu Cai'er said that he had stepped into the half-step peak of cultivation, but his combat experience was not rich, just those few moths, it made them feel a strong life and death crisis.

But at this moment, a strange light flickered, enveloping the moths, and these few suddenly disappeared, and when they reappeared, they appeared in a mirror, unable to fly out.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Mu Yun and Mu Cai'er, holding a reincarnation mirror, with a cold expression, looking at Zhou Yan.

"It's time to settle the accounts of the bitter sea before..."

The thirteen paintings looked at Zhou Yan, she was above the sea of bitterness before, this Longchen and Zhou Yan wanted to take away her creation, they had long been a little unbearable for this person, and now this chaos, she naturally found it.

"You really don't know whether to live or die..."

That Zhou Yan licked his lips, and looked up and down at the thirteen paintings, the obscene and evil meaning in his eyes was not concealed, this scene made the thirteen paintings angry, and the reincarnation mirror in his hand suddenly burst into light, and a strange light shot towards Zhou Yan.

But that Zhou Yan, his body, at this moment, faintly became transparent, and that strange light penetrated his body and fell directly on a monk behind him, the monk, his eyes widened, and he visibly shrunk and became a baby.

"Prelude to the Dead..."

Zhou Yan, who is almost transparent, seems to have a special body, and he can not be afraid of this reincarnation mirror, that body is the flesh and blood of the ancient emperor, which is extremely strange.

He shook the bell in his hand at this moment, and a strange force violently wrapped the thirteen paintings and Zhou Yan, and the two seemed to have traveled to another world.

In this world, it is full of death intent, and with the sound of the bell, cracks appeared on the earth, and in each crack, there was a corpse crawling out.

The thirteen paintings shook incomparably, and what she shook was because the corpses in this world were not illusory, but real corpses, all of which were real flesh and blood, although they had no soul and a trace of agility, but they had the cultivation they once had.

This kind of spell, she saw it for the first time, in this strange world, just like her, in the enemy of thousands of troops, this kind of spell, weird, with monstrous might.

She didn't hesitate at the moment, the reincarnation mirror exploded to the extreme, beams of light criss-crossed, and the corpses rushing from all directions were like shuttling through reincarnation, disappearing, but the corpse was endless, the application of this reincarnation mirror was too spiritual, she frowned, and simply suspended the reincarnation mirror above the head.

The fighting methods of the two did not affect others, it can be said that the position of this heart area far exceeds any meridian, comparable to a vast territory, and everyone cannot shake this heart in the slightest.

It can be said that in this heart, due to the majestic region, a battlefield has gradually been formed, without interfering with each other, some battlefields are two, but there are also some battlefields with many people.

At this moment, Mu Hao and the Ninth Reincarnation Body were on the battlefield around that platform, fighting with the thirty celestials, and their movements were earth-shattering.

The thirteen paintings looked at the almost infinite corpses in all directions at this moment, hesitated, took out a flute, and then closed their eyes.

Her physique, for the Tianyin Miaolu Dao, even far surpasses Mu Hao, she once, because she is a law enforcer, so she has a common heart, followed her grandfather, went to many places, and walked through one country after another.

This country made her state of mind even more sublimated, until finally, when she walked through 10,000 small countries, on a mountain peak, she gradually realized her own Taoism.

"I am a law enforcer, I will bless the common people, and with my voice, I hope that all sentient beings will not suffer"

"In my way, sing the praises of the world"

Her Taoist song, called the Praise of the World, perhaps, this has something to do with her background, or perhaps, it has something to do with her character, in her bones, she hates that kind of evil thing.

The moment she closed her eyes, in this strange place, there were figures sitting cross-legged, each figure was mortal, but in the ordinary, there was extraordinary power.

"Ode to the Classics..."

She opened her eyes suddenly, and as she opened them, the figures sitting cross-legged opened their mouths and sang a scripture, which was very vague and difficult to understand, but it was very strange.

This is a group of mortals, but chanting this scripture, in this strange space, there is a certain sound of the Great Dao, this kind of Great Dao sound, even the heavens and people, can shake.

This sound, as if sentient beings are singing, has instinctive restraint against that kind of evil thing, this is ...... Purdue Voice.

The overture of the dead is an extremely evil sound in this world, the weirdness of the bell sound, as if there is some kind of law of death, for this sound of Pudu, there is the same restraint, but it cannot be suppressed.

The overture to the undead with extremely evil sounds, at this moment, collides with the canon of the praise of all sentient beings, like the collision of life and death, restraining each other, and for a while, it is impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser.

If you don't die, you live, and if you don't live, you die, this is the contest between the light of the world and the light of hell.

At this moment, the thirteen paintings appeared on his body, and the scriptures appeared, and at this moment, the scriptures were swirling, and the power of the true scriptures of the world was even more terrifying, in this strange space, Zhou Yan frowned, he didn't expect that the thirteen paintings of the Dao Song just restrained his own death.

His cultivation is comparable to that of the thirteen paintings, but he is already a dead person, but he has gone to another extreme path.

His body, in this dead world, is far away from the thirteen paintings, and above his body, because of the horror of the ancient emperor's flesh and blood, a death intent that seems to be pervasive thousands of years ago, making the death intent in this dead world more than three percent out of thin air, and the corpse, at this moment, the cultivation has also increased, and roared towards the thirteen paintings.

Even after this, behind Zhou Yan, six corpses appeared at this moment, and these six corpses all possessed the cultivation of heaven and man.

The appearance of these six corpses made the thirteen paintings appear in a strong crisis, and his rhythm suddenly accelerated a lot at this moment, and behind her, at this moment, there seemed to be an altar.

In this altar, there is a Dan furnace, on which are inserted three incense sticks, and at this moment, there is a grander Dao sound that permeates this dead world.

The appearance of this sound caused the corpses in the dead realm to flicker with scriptures on their bodies, and after that, they directly turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared.

The dead world, because of this sound of Pudu, gradually could not be supported, and in the firmament, cracks appeared, and the expansion of these cracks suddenly appeared.

The six corpses of the celestials who galloped because of this gap

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