"Bang!" Bang!"

Fortunately, another black shadow turned over and pressed Kong Qionglou under him, and waved his hand to shoot two dead lights, which could stop the sight.

But it was the princess of the night slaughter.

"Sister !!"

The eldest princess let out a hoarse roar, revealing endless unwillingness, and fell on her back. The crisp sound in the body was like popping beans, and the bones of the whole body were shattered. The broken arm in his arms and the human head of Princess Luoxiao turned into ashes like cotton wool, scattered all over her body.

“...... Kill her!"

"Protect the Squirt!!"

The regiment that was closer suddenly woke up, and there was a little sluggishness in their movements, like a group of old men, blowing their beards and glaring at them, about to rush up and beat them. In their exclamations, they were stopped by the death light of the Night Slaughter Princess, and turned to her with a face full of fear. After all, it is a royal family, and the position is difficult to understand!

The human king's primordial battle skills are ready to blast her off Kong Qionglou's body.

The same is true for Zhang Xian'er and others.

"Stop, she's not an enemy. Kong Qionglou stopped everyone loudly, laughing more ugly than crying, and teased Princess Yetu in a hoarse voice: "Dead Shura, come down, so many pairs of eyes watching, you are sitting on Lao Tzu, I am shy!"

"Bang. ”

Death light concussions.

The corners of Kong Qionglou's mouth choked on blood, but he still waved his hands to both sides, signaling everyone not to move.

Princess Yetu struggled to get up, still carrying the pride of the royal family, walked straight to the eldest princess of Fatian, took her dying sister in her arms, and wept sadly. The person in her arms looked at her, but there was only endless disappointment and resentment, if it weren't for the broken muscles and bones of her whole body, she would definitely break free, and would rather die elsewhere than be in the company of traitors!

"I could have become a god......

Such resentment lingered until the eldest princess exhausted the last bit of vitality.

"Aren't we supposed to be dead, why are we still alive?"

"yes, aren't they all doomed?"

"Oh my God, that's life and death?!"

Whispers spread around me. Although their appearance is much older, and the burial power in their bodies has almost been squeezed out, for the Ascended, as long as they are alive, their appearance and burial power can be restored. Only then did I understand that no one was afraid of spraying gods, and with such an earth-shattering means, there was naturally no need to be afraid.

But there are still a lot of companions missing, more than a thousand.

Some people seem to have fallen asleep at the end of their lives, and their physical bodies have only remained intact on the surface; Others, like Princess Luoxiao, have turned into a pool of unrecognizable ashes. In this situation, the lonely cry of Princess Night Tu is particularly emotional!

It's not about friend or foe.

Only emotion remains.

Everyone who survived turned their eyes to Kong Qionglou, without resentment, and did not know what to wait for. They also know that even if they put everyone's sadness together, they can't compare to that person.

"What the hell are you doing with Lao Tzu?!"

Kong Qionglou woke up in a daze and looked at those eyes full of sadness, extremely vicious.

"Even if you have wrinkles, Lao Tzu is 10,000 times better than you sluts. You deserve it, this is the price you pay for being disobedient and having to come back and die. Tunafa, Tunafa, don't you hurry up and absorb the burial power at this time, and after a while, the dead creatures will fight back, waiting to be fenced and slaughtered?!"

The Taoist Ancestor and the Buddha refused to give in to each other, and under the persuasion of Kong Qionglou, they jointly carved up the boundless martial arts of life and death. The former accounted for six, and the latter accounted for four. Although they were not satisfied, it was better than making a fuss and no one could get it, so a compromise was adopted. Moreover, the two bigwigs, although they do not speak the same way, are clearly not far from each other in the end.

Boundless.

played an extremely important role, enough to complete the missing link of the Wuwei Avenue and the Six Realms of Reincarnation!

The Taoist Ancestor and the Buddha Master didn't say much, but it is not difficult to hear that as early as ancient times, the two big men spied a corner of the future to some extent. But this statement is also inaccurate, the two of them should not know that Wuyan Power will appear on Kong Qionglou's body, only that it will appear in the Ascension Cemetery one day in the future.

In order to get, according to the situation, their respective fates and "boundless power" intersect. But even so, it was enough to shock Kong Qionglou!

He didn't explain it to anyone, and casually looked around, his mind tense again. In his sight, a mighty ancient beast phantom stood not far away, quietly looking this way. The Infant Eating Ancient Beast, as another terrible ancient rule that does not allow any newborns to grow in the cemetery, has also been attracted to it!

was shocked at the moment, and subconsciously blocked Zhang Xian'er behind him.

Due to the growth of the eyesight of the discerning eye, the phantom of the ancient beast was much clearer than the last time I saw it, with majestic horns and domineering scales...... It seems to be carrying a huge dragon head, combined with the image of limbs and hooves, Kong Qionglou can't help but think of a legendary creature that can compete with the dragon, and its prestige spreads in all the nether realms, but no one has ever really seen it!

- Rui Beast Kirin.

The phantom of the ancient beast, standing in the land of white bones, brings endless coercion and horror, even no less than the god of death, and does not experience auspiciousness at all. It stood for a moment, then turned away, lonely and desolate in the midst of destruction. Kong Qionglou doesn't know what it is calculating and what kind of story has happened, but it has created the nightmare of all mothers in the White Bone Land!

As far as the ancients that have been in contact with it so far are concerned, the god of wine Du Kang, the Taoist ancestor, the Buddha, and the unicorn phantom are undoubtedly the top. The rest of them are such as the mentally retarded cow, the ancient thief Wu Zixu, the ancient soldier saint Sun Wuzi, the first Bodhisattva Guanyin of antiquity, the first assassin of antiquity, and the king of Chuping...... It's all inferior.

When leaving.

There was no one to bury the bodies of his companions, and they would break if they were touched, for fear of disturbing the peace.

"With us?"

Kong Qionglou walked up to Princess Yetu, restrained her cynicism, and said to her solemnly.

Princess Night Slaughter held the dead body in her arms as if she had not heard of it. It is precisely because she is different from other gods that she is more emotional, so she can't keep calm when she sees her eldest sister who has known her for many years dying in her arms: "You...... It will only bring endless pain to yourself and others, and immortality is the greatest punishment for you!"

Kong Qionglou didn't deny it, squatted down, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Princess Yetu's eyes, as if she did to the delicate Ascendant, and did not force it: "Let's go to the beach, if you want to come, come to us." ”

The tide of death rolled back from all directions, and began to compress from hundreds of miles away.

"Let's go, let's go, go across the sea, go to immortality——!"

......

......

"This is it!!"

On the side of the elite of the eight major forces, it was far more smooth than Kong Qionglou with a group of burdens, but they also encountered a big trouble. As they progressed, they sensed a breath of death that was so strong that it made people palpitate to surpass them and go straight to the sea of suffering. But what's worse is that there is still a dead air behind it, disturbing a large tide of death, and it is about to catch up.