This skeleton warrior, his grief is palpable.

The ugly old man, but there was a hint of horror on his face. Generally speaking, dead creatures are afraid of the sun, and this skeleton warrior is very comfortable under the sun, and his cultivation is very extraordinary.

What made his heart palpitate even more was that the murderous aura on this dead creature was a kind of murderous aura that could only be cultivated after years of fighting and killing countless people. Moreover, he could feel that in the distance, there was a legion rioting, such a legion could only be a legion composed of legendary monks, and there was no comparison with the army of the mortal world.

So, he was scared.

"Who is Your Excellency? I think there is a lot of misunderstanding here, I am Wu Qian, a disciple of Tianfeng Pavilion, and I have been cultivating for more than three hundred years, Your Excellency?"

He only stood up, he quietly pinched the jade talisman in his hand, and he passed the news to Tianfeng Pavilion.

Tianfeng Pavilion, many years ago, was a small sect attached to the Xiaoyao Gate, after countless years of growth, now it has become a very large sect, it is very famous in this area, and even, in this sect, there have been peerless and amazing characters, it is said that the emperor is hopeful.

The skeleton warrior just looked at him coldly, and with a slight wave of the bone knife in his hand, a head fell off, and the head of the ugly old man fell like this.

"It seems that Kazuha is really an immortal city!" The grieving king was stunned by the combat power of this skeleton warrior, and a feeling of pride emanated from his heart, and his face was also full of pride. He forgot the grief of losing his daughter.

Kazuha is an immortal city, and any charm in front of this immortal city will be a joke.

The rivers and mountains of the Yue country and the cities of Heye are immortal!

A strong belief made him forget his grief, forget the enemies around him, forget that he was actually a dead country, he looked up to the sky and roared, and his tears of grief turned into tears.

The ancestors did not forget him, and the gods they believed in did not forget him and Ye fell, and the head of the culprit who fell into the country fell below.

"And the leaves, immortal, Da Yue, immortal!"

He raised his head to the sky and roared, praising his capital and country, but forgetting that he had martyred his daughter.

"Who forced my Qingman to death? You guys, you all deserve to die!"

The skeletal warrior was furious, and his eyes were on the king, who was now incarnated as the heavens, as justice, and he could not accept that a king was still praising his capital and country when he lost his daughter. He was not so much praising the capital and the country as he was praising himself.

This man is so heartless that he will judge this merciless king.

Over there, the guards around the prince surrounded the prince in the middle. It's a strange situation that the legendary dead creatures would appear in this place in broad daylight and put so much pressure on them.

In the distance, a chariot flew from the sky, it was very worn, but the blood on it was not dry.

Three majestic Pegasi horses, pulling chariots, galloped in the sky.

"Fellow Daoists, we monks should not be involved in anything in the dust."

On the chariot, an old man with fairy wind bones said to the skeleton warrior from afar.

"Smack!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he received a slap in the face, and the sad skeleton warrior moved, like a rabbit, and pounced on him with great speed, giving him a big slap.

"You!"

The monk was indignant at the skeleton warrior who had struck first, his heart was full of anger, he had come to persuade peace, and he was slapped in the face as soon as he came out.

But for a moment, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, he stared at this skeleton warrior vigorously, there was a strange light in his eyes, and a soft call came out of his mouth: "Ancestor is really you!"

"I don't have a turtle grandson like you!"

The skeleton warrior roared, another slap in the face.

"Ancestor", the unlucky monk, did not dare to resist, and begged for mercy while dodging, "Ancestor, whether it is Wu Yue, it is your descendants who have established this troubled water, no matter what!"

The Skeleton Warrior simply ignored his plea for mercy and blasted it directly with a fist.

The monk didn't reply, and was slapped far away by the skeleton warrior.

The emperor on the Temple of Heaven, looking at this strange situation, didn't even dare to breathe loudly, he thought that this was his city, his country, but now, he found that his life did not belong to him.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Wu, there was no expression on his face.

"Good dog is mourned on the mountain, and the good man is dyed on the battlefield," His Royal Highness the Crown Prince casually walked a few steps forward, his speed was not fast, the guards around him, under his momentum, made a passage for him, he walked, while saying, there was no sadness on his face, his face was full of war.

In his hand, there is a sword that shines with cold light.

Step by step, he walked up to the Temple of Heaven, his eyes staring at the skeletal warrior with teeth and claws in the sky.

He didn't know who this skeleton warrior was, and he didn't want to care who he was, he was in a very depressed mood now, and he wanted to find a channel to vent his depressed mood.

As a warmonger's instinct, he actually chose this skeleton warrior in the sky.

"I forced Qingman to death," His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked directly at the skeleton warrior, his voice seemed to be so careless, "I forced your Qingman to death, and I also destroyed her kingdom with my own hands." ”

The young man's face was calm, and he said that it was as if there was no psychological pressure at all.

"Smack!" A slap was drawn, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't avoid it, and the slap was pulled far away and fell on the edge of the Temple of Heaven.

"Hahahaha!" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually laughed, he stood up, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, "Bloodbath and Ye!

He roared, his voice like the last cry of a wounded beast

The trumpet sounded, and with the prince's order, a poignant trumpet was remembered from afar.

Immediately, a large number of buildings caught fire, and a pair of sergeants, out of nowhere, chased after the inhabitants of the city.

On the Temple of Heaven, the king did not dare to move, looking at the tragic situation in this world.

It turned out that this prince had been preparing to slaughter the city for a long time, and now, under the threat of this skeleton warrior, he directly ordered the slaughter of the city.

Groups of sergeants came over and used their own flesh and blood to block their own prince, which was a very ridiculous act in the eyes of this skeleton warrior.

The group of dead creatures even ignored the slaughter of the city, they surrounded Princess Qingman, they were casting spells, they were sacrificing, they were in a mess. No one cared about the slaughter of the city.

Gu Fengchen looked at Princess Qingman, who had fallen into a pile of pulp, and let out a long sigh.

He rose into the air and looked around him, in the city, there was smoke, and the army that entered the city had already shown their fangs, and the prince who had ordered the slaughter of the city stood stubbornly on top of the Temple of Heaven, staring at the skeleton warrior Bai Dingtian.

He is going to slaughter this so-called immortal city, and he wants to use his butcher's knife to wash away the sins in the city.

To tell the truth, he loved this city deeply, how many times, he returned to this city in his dreams.

But now that he is in this city, the city that once haunted his dreams is no longer what he imagined, and he wants to use his knife and blood to make a break with this city.

(To be continued.) )