Face the big skull hand.

Lin Zhen's combat power plummeted at this moment, and the spiritual power shield in front of him was like paper, but he didn't have the slightest resistance, and the skeleton's palm penetrated his chest, blooming a large puddle of blood.

"No, it's impossible, under the thunderstorm, lock the divine soul, no monk can hide from it!"

Lin Zhen looked at Jiang Xuanwu's remaining skeleton shelf, blood foaming on his mouth, unwilling to believe that he was still alive.

"The thunder tribulation is endless, of course it can't be escaped, Jiang Xuanwu is dead, and it is Jiang Xing who is alive now!"

In the dormitory, a middle-aged man wearing an imperial robe and a heroic face walked out.

When the words fell, the skeleton's big hand was retracted and clenched, and Lin Zhen was not given time to react at all, and his whole person turned into a pile of rotten meat, and there was no reason to survive.

A treasure like the third-order Escape Talisman is a precious thing even in the hands of Jindan Zhenren, and it is impossible to have a second one.

And the originally heroic man in the imperial robe had just walked out of the hall, but he was stimulated by the corpses all over the ground, and his eyes suddenly flashed a little struggling, and his expression was a little more cowardly.

"What the hell is going on? How did I end up here? ”

"Ancestor! Ancestor, where are you?! ”

"Idiot, shut up!"

The man's face changed, he didn't expect that the spirit that had been suppressed would suddenly wake up, and he scolded in a low voice.

"There are still hundreds of thousands of rebels outside, now hurry up and take off the royal robe, change into the clothes of the rebels, and leave the palace first."

"Who are you? Why is it in my body? ”

"The old man is from the Jiang family, and he is also your ancestor, but now he has suffered a great change and has to be possessed by you. Hurry up and get out of the palace, the old man already senses that someone is coming! ”

The voice grew more urgent.

Jiang Xuanwu in the man's body was secretly annoyed.

He is not really reckless, so he naturally left a way out.

In order to completely avoid the lightning tribulation lock, he had already used secret techniques to leave an extremely faint remnant soul hidden in this flesh and blood container that he had refined for more than ten years.

Once he can't survive the thunderstorm, there is still a chance to start over.

It's just that the remnant soul he left behind is too weak to immediately take away this body, and can only exist temporarily in the form of possession and coexistence.

When he recovers a little strength, he will be able to suppress the original soul, and then borrow it to be reborn.

This kind of seizure could not inherit the cultivation, so he had to start all over again, which was originally just his preparatory plan.

But he had the experience of surviving the Thunder Tribulation, plus the quasi-third-order golden body skeleton around him that was connected to his bloodline and tempered by the Thunder Tribulation.

Jiang Xuanwu is confident that he will be able to return to the peak of foundation building before the deadline and continue the Jindan Avenue.

However, the man in the imperial robe has been refined by the blood pool for more than ten years.

At this moment, his memory is still stuck in more than ten years ago, when he was the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, where would he easily listen to a voice that suddenly appeared in his head.

"What the hell is going on? What about my Praetorian Guards? What's wrong with me? ”

"Damn it!"

Jiang Xuanwu saw that this guy was obsessed, so he had no choice but to stimulate the last bit of strength of the remnant soul and forcibly control the man again.

He was about to take off his imperial robe when he saw a white-haired young man in the distance, like an ape, quickly climbing over.

"Where's the president?"

As soon as he swept his eyes, he saw Lin Zhen's broken head at Jiang Xuanwu's feet on the ground, but he didn't know it at all.

When Lin Zhen was the president of the Blue Dragon Society, he always wore a mask, which was so mysterious that no one knew who his true identity was after his death.

"You're the Emperor?"

The white-haired man didn't see the president, and his eyes turned to Jiang Xuanwu, his eyes were very contemptuous.

"Everyone is dead, but you are still alive?"

Jiang Xuanwu resisted the urge to let the bones kill the white-haired man.

His remnant soul power is not much, and there is not much left to control the emperor, so he can only use his bloodline instinct to control the bones and send a single blow, which is the means he uses to save his life, and he can't waste it here.

"I am the lord of the Yue country, even if I am defeated, I should also treat each other as a monarch."

Hearing this, the white-haired man kicked out, making Jiang Xuanwu fall on his heels.

"Just call the emperor!"

"Made, I've been trying to get you for a long time!"

"After all these years, where have you been hiding, do you know what has become of the outside? If you haven't been in charge of the government for more than ten years, you really have you. ”

"Lao Tzu originally lived in seclusion to farm and fish, but because you didn't care about anything, Lao Tzu's field was robbed, and his daughter-in-law ran away."

"I still want to make Lao Tzu polite, there is your mother!"

Bang bang bang!!

The white-haired man stepped on one foot, very relieved.

Jiang Xuanwu was trampled under the feet of a mortal martial artist, and his lungs were about to explode.

But he kept telling himself to endure, back then he was just a side of the Jiang family, and step by step to today, it was all based on a forbearance word.

But he didn't know, because of his forbearance, a pair of eyes in the dark became brighter and brighter.

……

Yu Xian thought he was a salted fish waiting to be thrown. Anyway, if you fight casually, he will lie here and not move.

But when he saw Jiang Laozu and Lin Zhen die together, he suddenly realized.

In the end, you have everything!

He, Voldemort, seems to have become the biggest winner behind the scenes.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he really just came to watch the battle, and the idea of picking up cheap has long been thrown away 108,000 miles away.

It's just that he doesn't pick up this cheap now, and he can't hide from God to feed him.

Yu Xian's mind moved.

An ethereal voice sounded in the ears of the white-haired man.

"The Demon King of the Dao, everyone will be punished, kill him, you will be a hero in the hearts of the people! The old man gave you the road to becoming an immortal. ”

The white-haired man paused, knowing that this was a secret immortal cultivator.

But he took a sip and sneered disdainfully:

"Don't try to lie to Lao Tzu, there must be something strange about this emperor child, otherwise why don't you kill it?"

"I'll kill!"

But it was the white-haired man, and then a bold warrior arrived.

The previous two major foundation-building battles affected countless pond fish, and there was a strong thunderstorm at the peak of foundation building, which made too much noise and frightened the rebellious army.

In addition, without the guiding light of the sect leader, many people were afraid and left with the stolen treasure.

Only some people who are bold, or want to pick up the cheap, stay.

Even if it's only a part, the base is too large, and there are many people left.

Especially these warriors of the Blue Dragon Society.

It is even more taboo to eat meat and vegetables, among which there are many people who seek the Tao, and now some people exchange it for cultivating immortals, even if it is dangerous, they have to try.

Yu Xian transmitted the voice to more than a dozen warriors at the same time, and naturally someone promised.

Seeing a flash of sword light, a martial artist slashed down a sword qi in the air, and the target was Jiang Xuanwu.

The white-haired man didn't do it himself, but he didn't stop the others.

Jiang Xuanwu's eyes flashed with anger, and the bones behind him appeared bloodshot, and he swung his fist forward, and the sword-wielding warrior exploded in the air like a watermelon.

"I am the lord of the world, and there is a family of immortal cultivators behind me to protect me, if you want to make a move against me, the nine clans will all be affected by you and others, otherwise why don't you people behind the scenes do it?"

"If you can get lost, I can promise that I can give you wealth, power, or the method of cultivating immortals."

"Really?"

A lot of people were moved.

"Be careful!"

Jiang Xuanwu heard the reminder, but before the mortal body could react, he saw a green light emerge from the ground, directly splitting it into two halves.

"Ah!!h

Jiang Xuanwu's remnant soul was forced out of his body, and his eyes looked directly under the ruins in the distance, and finally found the hidden old Yin Bi.

"Come out!"

"Come out!"

His remnant soul wanted to burrow into his bones to control his power again, but when he saw a flash of lightning on the bones, it turned out to be the remnant power of the Thunder Tribulation, and the last trace of Jiang Xuanwu's remnant soul was annihilated in the air.

The others didn't know why, but they felt a huge pressure in the air.

The warriors in the field had a severe pain in their heads, and even their movements became difficult, and by the time they came to their senses, the three corpses on the ground had all disappeared.

From the beginning to the end, no one saw who shot it.

Afterwards, Jiang Lin's two monks rushed from the immortal cultivation world, caught these warriors who attacked the palace and extorted confessions with various secret methods, but no one could say the slightest clue, and could only speculate that the person who secretly attacked was a foundation building monk.

Over time, the matter became an unsolved case.