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This sudden voice made Yun Moran slightly startled. , latest chapter access:. 。 To be sure, this voice did not come from Deng An, nor did it come from Wu Qiutian, and she ignored the other ghost.

When Wu Qiutian, who was not far away, heard it, he looked over in surprise. He had already seen that Meng Ping was wearing the costume of the 'Gate' of Suppressing Ghosts, but he had no impression of this person, so he guessed that the other party might be an ordinary disciple of the 'Gate' of Suppressing Ghosts before his death, and he died in vain nearby for some reason.

The corpse of the ancient emperor is still unheard, and what threat can a 'yin' meditation be there.

For Deng An, the voice was all too familiar. When he turned to look over, he found that Meng Ping's expression was different from before, and there seemed to be a hint of agility in his eyes.

"Have you regained your memory?"

"When the catastrophe came, I remembered something. ”

"You shouldn't have come here. Deng An smiled bitterly.

"It doesn't make sense whether I run away or not. Meng Ping said helplessly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Its soul has been hit hard, maybe I can kill it." ”

Hearing this, Deng Anxin was stunned for a moment, but then, he seemed to remember something.

"What can you do? Wu Qiutian obviously didn't believe it, and in the face of the disciples in his 'gate', he maintained the authority that an elder should have, and angrily reprimanded: "Whose disciple are you? Even if you are dead, don't you know the rules of the 'gate'? Why do you still trespass on the forbidden land of this 'gate'?"

Meng Ping was 'forced' to death by Wu Zhi, and Wu Zhi was Wu Qiutian's son, so although the other party was an elder of the 'Gate' of the Demon Town, he was only a little respectful on the surface, but he did not sell it, and more importantly, the spiritual recipe for entering the forbidden land was taught by Wang Yiping 'privately', and he couldn't confess to his master, so he replied lukewarmly: "I'm an ordinary disciple, how can I know so many rules?"

"Elder Wu, now is not the time to pursue it, do you want to teach your own 'door' people, or wait for the danger in front of you to be resolved!" Deng An saw that the red mist outside the ancient emperor's body was even thicker, so he hurriedly dissuaded him from the side and continued to ask: "Meng Ping, how do you want us to help?"

"Put this matter aside for the time being!" Wu Qiutian was speechless, and his face became difficult to see. But what Deng An said was the truth, and he didn't refute it again, so he had to snort heavily.

"Help me buy some time. Meng Ping said indifferently.

"Elder Yun, Elder Wu, we are dying left and right, it is better to give it a go, I hope the two of you don't keep your hands, whether you can succeed this time depends on the cooperation of the two. Deng An said, and deliberately glanced at Wu Qiutian, Yun Moran was also seriously injured, and the other party had a great effect.

"Now that the matter is over, does the old man still have a choice?!" Wu Qiutian said angrily.

"Deng Xiaoyou, if you have any orders, just say it. Yun Moran's voice was weak.

"When Meng Ping casts the spell, we will attack together to prevent the ancient emperor corpse from counterattacking. Deng An's expression was extremely serious. He knew very well that this was their only and last chance.

After finishing speaking, Deng An gritted his teeth and popped out a gray-white 'colored' flame, which flew into the air and quickly turned into a flame tiger, staring at the corpse of the ancient emperor wrapped in red light.

Wu Qiutian looked at the flame tiger, with a look of jealousy. At this moment, he really felt a breath that made his soul palpitate, coming from it. Moreover, he had seen with his own eyes that it was this kind of 'color' of a fire snake that 'forced' the ancient emperor's corpse to cut off his arm.

Thinking of this, he didn't have any reservations, and quickly pinched the trick with one hand, condensed a bone claw in front of him, and when it became like a substance, he squirted a mouthful of 'essence' blood.

Before this only chance, Wu Qiutian was also ready to fight hard.

Yun Moran had just been seriously injured, and the spiritual power in his body was 'disordered', making it difficult to cast spells, so he took out four or five rune papers, although their power was weak, but after they were released, they were close to her normal blow.

Seeing that Deng An and the others were ready, Meng Ping recited the incantation in a low voice.

When a few syllables came into Wu Qiutian's ears, Wu Qiutian's face was suddenly replaced by an incredible expression, he was the elder of the 'gate' of the ghost suppression, so he naturally heard that this was a soul shattering curse.

"You...... Did you really practice?"

This unexpected development made Wu Qiutian surprised and delighted, and his gaze at Meng Ping quickly changed completely, he knew very well that if Meng Ping could be brought back to the Rock 'Yin' Peak, even if the forbidden land of Nanyuan City was destroyed, Yu Huainong would not find an excuse to hold him responsible.

With the sound of the low incantation, a powerless force instantly enveloped the ancient emperor's corpse, its eyes suddenly shone with light, and on its calm face, pieces of muscle 'flesh' continued to tremble. "Ho, ho......" After a strange scream, it swooped down on the source of the spell.

Deng An knew that the Soul Shattering Spell had worked, and immediately drove the Flame Tiger to attack.

Although there was a tearing pain from the depths of the soul of the ancient emperor's corpse, when he saw this kind of flame tiger, he immediately thought of the fire snake, and knew that he couldn't be touched by it, so he jumped sideways, and his body flashed, avoiding its attack direction.

Seeing that Meng Ping threatened the corpse of the ancient emperor, Yun Moran and Wu Qiutian were overjoyed, and they would not give it a chance to fight back, and the rune paper and bone claws were quickly released and attacked its location.

At this time, the ancient emperor's corpse did not dodge, and it was impossible to have time to dodge, it was first frozen by several clouds of cold air, and then, it was hit by the bone claw in the front 'chest'. Its 'chest' immediately shattered a lot of flesh and blood, 'exposed' its internal organs, if it had been a monk, I am afraid that it would have been unable to move a long time ago, but he only paused for a moment and took another step.

In the sound of Meng Ping's incantation, the ancient emperor's corpse only felt that his soul was shattering little by little, the same as being hit by the gray and white 'colored' flames, however, that kind of strange flame, it still has a way to deal with it, it can dodge, it can cut off its limbs, but Meng Ping's spell is formless and colorless, and it can't dodge at all, in this case, the only way is to kill the person who casts the spell.

The eyes of the ancient emperor's corpse were full of red light, and his steps slammed downward. At this moment, the process of releasing the corpse poison had been completely interrupted, so it exerted its full strength.

In one step, the earth shakes.

Deng An and Wu Qiutian were the closest, and they were suddenly shocked and flew out. Although Yun Moran was farther away, the injury he had just pressed down became unstable again, and he vomited a mouthful of blood. Meng Ping was the farthest away, but it was the direction of the attack, and the soul body he transformed was shocked into a 'yin' air mass.

The Soul Shattering Curse was interrupted.

At the moment when he was shaken away, Deng An used all the remaining spiritual power in his soul body to punch a spiritual force into the Flame Tiger, and it pounced forward and bit one of the 'legs' of the ancient emperor's corpse.

In an instant, a soul-devouring pain that was thousands of times more powerful than the spell spread throughout the consciousness of the ancient emperor's corpse, causing the eternal remnant soul that was on the verge of collapse to begin to disappear rapidly, but before that, it decisively cut off one of its 'legs'.

The corpse of the ancient emperor, which had only one 'leg' left, was unstable in support and fell down violently.

Wu Qiutian supported the ground with one hand, barely sat up, and saw the motionless corpse of the ancient emperor, his face was full of frightened 'color', and shouted to Meng Ping, who had re-transformed: "Quick! Soul Shattering Curse!"

Meng Ping was about to cast a spell, only to hear the direction of the ancient emperor's corpse, and an extremely faint voice came: "Save me!" While speaking, the ancient emperor's corpse struggled to get up and sat on the ground.

This voice obviously belongs to Wang Changshun. Faced with the double attack of the Soul Shattering Spell and the Ghost Death Fire, Wang Changshun became the ultimate winner, perhaps because he was a mortal, or for other unimaginable reasons, but, no matter what the reason, his soul did not die.

Hearing this, a fierce light flashed in Deng An's eyes, but his soul body at the moment was uncertain, and he was in danger of falling into the realm at any time, and due to the serious loss of the spiritual power, the ghost fire and other means could not be used at all, so he had to hurriedly recover the spiritual power.

"You're not dead?" Meng Ping said in surprise.

"I was 'stunned' by them. Obviously, Wang Changshun did not know why.

"Master Meng's nephew, quickly give it a soul seal!" Wu Qiutian was overjoyed when he saw this, this "person" actually knew Meng Ping, and he couldn't wait to replace Meng Ping, but unfortunately, his injuries were also not light.

"Meng Ping, kill him!" Deng An's eyes were bloodshot, and he said word by word.

"Master Meng's nephew, you can't kill it!" Wu Qiutian said urgently. If he can control the corpse of the ancient emperor, Mo said that the strength of the 'gate' of the ghost suppression will be improved, just for the moment, it is a matter of whether he can get out of Nanyuan City smoothly, at least he doesn't have to worry about Yun Moran and Deng An joining forces to deal with him.

"Deng An, I can't do it. Meng Ping shook his head apologetically.

"Why did you kill me? Deng An, Deng ...... Good familiar surname. "Wang Changshun's trapped 'confused' voice came from the mouth of the ancient emperor's corpse, and it seemed that he had lost Deng Zhongshu's memory, but when he saw Deng An's devouring gaze, he hurriedly said: "Immortal Master Meng, I am the nephew of the Kingdom Master, you must save me." As long as you can save my life, you can do whatever you want me to do. ”

"Are you willing to be beaten into the soul mark?" Meng Ping said lightly.

"I do!" Wang Changshun replied impatiently, he hadn't realized the terrifying power he had mastered, and besides, he didn't know what the soul mark was.

"Meng Ping......" The only spiritual power in Deng An's body began to converge towards his arm.

"Quick, Master Meng, if you hesitate any longer, you and I will be buried here. Wu Qiutian was in a hurry, and pointed at Yun Moran and said: "This 'female' person is Yun Moran, the elder of the Shuiyun Sect, if there is no ancient emperor's corpse to rely on, after she recovers from her injuries, none of us will be her opponent." ”

Meng Ping was ruthless in his heart, and punched a trick into the corpse of the ancient emperor.

At this time, Deng An waved his palm, and a crystal light flashed in the air, piercing the dantian of the ancient emperor's corpse. After forcibly condensing the spiritual power, he finally delivered this blow.

The corpse of the ancient emperor stretched out his hand in a panic and slapped it, knocking the child and mother bone arrow away. It didn't know how to use this body, it didn't mean that Meng Ping didn't understand, and immediately ordered it to react.

However, the Gu Emperor Corps did not take the opportunity to counterattack.

"Deng An, you don't have a chance, let's go!" Meng Ping said lightly.

"Master Meng, you can't let them go, you are letting the tiger return to the mountain. "The grievances between Deng An and Wang Changshun, Wu Qiutian can not care about, but Yun Moran is the peak monk of the Shuiyun Sect, and this is the best opportunity to kill her, and she will definitely be allowed to leave.

"Meng Ping, don't you remember who you were victimized by?" Deng An shouted.

"Wu Zhi is dead, Li Daxiao is dead, everything has become the past, I am a disciple of the 'gate' of the ghost suppression, and I have to fulfill the duties of a disciple of the 'gate' of the ghost suppression. Meng Ping sighed and said.

Wu Qiutian heard the meaning of the words, and his heart couldn't help but sink, was Meng Ping killed by his own son? So, does the death of his own son have anything to do with him. However, he knew that it was not the time to ask about it, so he said in a deep voice: "Meng Ping, do you want to betray the division's 'door'?"

"This is what I owe him, and I hope Elder Wu will forgive me. Meng Ping replied lightly.

Although Wu Qiutian was unwilling, he was powerless. Now, the strongest person here is Meng Ping, who controls the corpse of the ancient emperor. His attitude affects everyone's life and death.

"Deng Xiaoyou, revenge needs to be ......considered in the long run"--63541+dsuaahh+25507576--&

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