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In the middle of the law boat, there is a long-haired and flying cultivator, who looks evil and charming, and his body is no more than the size of ordinary people, but across the Dharma boat, a "might" is still oppressed so much that he can't breathe.

As soon as the dark clouds approached the man, he did not dare to step forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the three Dharma ships were huge, they seemed to support his existence.

The man took away all the light from heaven and earth, and he sat under the canopy, which was led by six scale-clad beasts, four-legged beasts with horns on their heads.

The beast has four hooves and clouds, long whiskers at the corners of its mouth, and big eyes with gongs.

Yijian has never seen such a strange beast, but he feels that the divine horse is very, and it is not much more than the body of the dragon.

The old man's voice said, "Four-legged Cloud Beasts, you Demon Dao cultivators are not small, you dare to use top-level immortal beasts to pull a cart...... Oh, no, I was almost deceived by you, pseudo-fairy beast, hahaha, from which corner did you pull out to make up the façade?

Hearing the old man's voice say "fairy beast", Yijian was suddenly startled, and then heard "pseudo fairy beast" was slightly better.

has been to "Miniature Kyushu", and Yijian clearly knows the gap between "pseudo immortal beasts" and real immortal beasts.

Take a closer look, although the four-headed creature is a god, it lacks something.

A sword said: "Four-legged Cloud Beast, even if it is a pseudo-immortal beast, it is amazing, who is this man? He actually uses a top-level immortal beast to pull the cart!"

The strength of the "pseudo-immortal beasts" is there, the supernatural powers are there, and the pride of the immortal beasts is not lacking, and it is not easy to subdue them.

"Its real name is Foxy, but it's not a four-legged cloud-stepping beast!"

Long Ji shook his head with a smile and said: "It's a pity that it is always the life of pulling the car, this man's origin must be unusual." ”

"Foxy?"

"Yes, it's a pity that they fell into the path of magic and became ...... monsters"

The old man's voice rushed towards the man under the canopy, and when he was about to get closer, a demonic cultivator in a blood-colored robe stood in front of the canopy.

A hoarse and strange voice resounded in the sky: "Jin Pocheng, the god of death is current, why don't you quickly kneel down to greet you?"

The old man's voice said: "Blood robe, you are the leader of the demons, be honest with me, otherwise you will not be able to come back! Death? Where did the Grim Reaper come from?"

"Quack quack...... Jin Pocheng, you ask knowingly, the one behind me is the reincarnation of the god of death, we are resting in a miniature Kyushu halfway, and a few foxes are inspired by the power of the gods and throw themselves into the command of my gods!"

He snorted and shook his head.

Yijian said in surprise: "Senior Brother Longji, Death, why did there be another reincarnation of a god?"

"Hey......

Long Ji smiled and said nothing.

The air writhed, and a short figure appeared in front of the Sword Sect Ship, his goosebumps and skinny hair, looking like an old man who was about to die.

But as soon as he appeared, the blood robe immediately tightened, and he was quite afraid.

Jin Pocheng smiled: "Death? This doll is the Grim Reaper?" ha......

Jin Pocheng looked up to the sky and laughed, the power of heaven and earth trembled, with him as the center, millions of sword qi suddenly appeared, and the sound of sword roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

The sword roared continuously, and countless sword qi were connected end to end, spreading in all directions.

The dark clouds touched the sword qi, like darkness under the sun, and they were instantly dispelled, and the heavens and the earth became clear again.

The demonic qi was expelled, and the smell of demonic qi still remained in the air, and the forest sea with a radius of tens of thousands of zhang had long since lost an inch of grass.

The blood robe laughed coldly: "It is worthy of breaking the city, the power is really extraordinary, hehe, the reincarnation of the god of death has appeared, and the god of death will reappear in Kyushu, we are like taking advantage of the party to announce Kyushu!"

Jin Pocheng waved his hand, and the sword aura in the sky dissipated: "Death? I know the God of Dreams, when will another God of Death come out?"

"Hahaha...... Why should the elders pretend to be confused? What other god of death can there be? The gods of the mythological era are not only immortal paths! There are gods in ghost paths, demon paths, and demon paths. The god of death, like the god of dreams, is a god of the great god level!"

"Nonsense, the god of dreams was born, there was only one god of dreams in the world, how did your god of death appear?"

"The God of Dreams is also known as the God of Destiny, his appearance represents the return of the gods, after the end of the road to heaven, the Demon Yuan brightened up the moon, and the son of the Demon Emperor, Yuehuo, was inherited!"

The voice of the moonfire was clear and ethereal, like the cold light in the valley: "The junior Demon Emperor Nine Sons of the Moon Fire, I have seen the predecessors of the broken city! Blood robe, you must not be rude, and you will not retreat!"

The blood robe bowed slightly, flew behind Moonfire, and stood with his hands down.

Jin Pocheng narrowed his eyes: "What a reincarnation of death, the power is not small, blood robe, just a junior, are you willing to listen to his orders?"

The blood robe smiled and said: "Obey the dispatch of Lord Death, the villain will never give up!"

"Oh, in that case, I'd rather try the power of the Grim Reaper, and see if he deserves that title!"

"Buzz ......"

The sound of the sword sounded, and in front of Jin Pocheng, a sword light lit up.

Moonfire's expression was as usual, and in the face of the possible attack of the elder master, he did not panic at all.

The blood robe stared at Jin Pocheng, his mana surging, ready to strike at any time: "Elder Jin, do you want to be disrespectful to the god of death?"

In the middle of the law boat, there is a long-haired and flying cultivator, who looks evil and charming, and his body is no more than the size of ordinary people, but across the Dharma boat, a "might" is still oppressed so much that he can't breathe.

As soon as the dark clouds approached the man, he did not dare to step forward.

Although the three Dharma ships were huge, they seemed to support his existence.

The man took away all the light from heaven and earth, and he sat under the canopy, which was led by six scale-clad beasts, four-legged beasts with horns on their heads.

The beast has four hooves and clouds, long whiskers at the corners of its mouth, and big eyes with gongs.

Yijian has never seen such a strange beast, but he feels that the divine horse is very, and it is not much more than the body of the dragon.

The old man's voice said, "Four-legged Cloud Beasts, you Demon Dao cultivators are not small, you dare to use top-level immortal beasts to pull a cart...... Oh, no, I was almost deceived by you, pseudo-fairy beast, hahaha, from which corner did you pull out to make up the façade?

Hearing the old man's voice say "fairy beast", Yijian was suddenly startled, and then heard "pseudo fairy beast" was slightly better.

has been to "Miniature Kyushu", and Yijian clearly knows the gap between "pseudo immortal beasts" and real immortal beasts.

Take a closer look, although the four-headed creature is a god, it lacks something.

A sword said: "Four-legged Cloud Beast, even if it is a pseudo-immortal beast, it is amazing, who is this man? He actually uses a top-level immortal beast to pull the cart!"

The strength of the "pseudo-immortal beasts" is there, the supernatural powers are there, and the pride of the immortal beasts is not lacking, and it is not easy to subdue them.

"Its real name is Foxy, but it's not a four-legged cloud-stepping beast!"

Long Ji shook his head with a smile and said: "It's a pity that it is always the life of pulling the car, this man's origin must be unusual." ”

"Foxy?"

"Yes, it's a pity that they fell into the path of magic and became ...... monsters"

The old man's voice rushed towards the man under the canopy, and when he was about to get closer, a demonic cultivator in a blood-colored robe stood in front of the canopy.

A hoarse and strange voice resounded in the sky: "Jin Pocheng, the god of death is current, why don't you quickly kneel down to greet you?"

The old man's voice said: "Blood robe, you are the leader of the demons, be honest with me, otherwise you will not be able to come back! Death? Where did the Grim Reaper come from?"

"Quack quack...... Jin Pocheng, you ask knowingly, the one behind me is the reincarnation of the god of death, we are resting in a miniature Kyushu halfway, and a few foxes are inspired by the power of the gods and throw themselves into the command of my gods!"

He snorted and shook his head.

Yijian said in surprise: "Senior Brother Longji, Death, why did there be another reincarnation of a god?"

"Hey......

Long Ji smiled and said nothing.

The air writhed, and a short figure appeared in front of the Sword Sect Ship, his goosebumps and skinny hair, looking like an old man who was about to die.

But as soon as he appeared, the blood robe immediately tightened, and he was quite afraid.

Jin Pocheng smiled: "Death? This doll is the Grim Reaper?" ha......

Jin Pocheng looked up to the sky and laughed, the power of heaven and earth trembled, with him as the center, millions of sword qi suddenly appeared, and the sound of sword roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

The sword roared continuously, and countless sword qi were connected end to end, spreading in all directions.

The dark clouds touched the sword qi, like darkness under the sun, and they were instantly dispelled, and the heavens and the earth became clear again.

The demonic qi was expelled, and the smell of demonic qi still remained in the air, and the forest sea with a radius of tens of thousands of zhang had long since lost an inch of grass.

The blood robe laughed coldly: "It is worthy of breaking the city, the power is really extraordinary, hehe, the reincarnation of the god of death has appeared, and the god of death will reappear in Kyushu, we are like taking advantage of the party to announce Kyushu!"

Jin Pocheng waved his hand, and the sword aura in the sky dissipated: "Death? I know the God of Dreams, when will another God of Death come out?"

"Hahaha...... Why should the elders pretend to be confused? What other god of death can there be? The gods of the mythological era are not only immortal paths! There are gods in ghost paths, demon paths, and demon paths. The god of death, like the god of dreams, is a god of the great god level!"

"Nonsense, the god of dreams was born, there was only one god of dreams in the world, how did your god of death appear?"

"The God of Dreams is also known as the God of Destiny, his appearance represents the return of the gods, after the end of the road to heaven, the Demon Yuan brightened up the moon, and the son of the Demon Emperor, Yuehuo, was inherited!"

The voice of the moonfire was clear and ethereal, like the cold light in the valley: "The junior Demon Emperor Nine Sons of the Moon Fire, I have seen the predecessors of the broken city! Blood robe, you must not be rude, and you will not retreat!"

The blood robe bowed slightly, flew behind Moonfire, and stood with his hands down.

Jin Pocheng narrowed his eyes: "What a reincarnation of death, the power is not small, blood robe, just a junior, are you willing to listen to his orders?"

The blood robe smiled and said: "Obey the dispatch of Lord Death, the villain will never give up!"

"Oh, in that case, I'd rather try the power of the Grim Reaper, and see if he deserves that title!"

"Buzz ......"

The sound of the sword sounded, and in front of Jin Pocheng, a sword light lit up.

Moonfire's expression was as usual, and in the face of the possible attack of the elder master, he did not panic at all.

The blood robe stared at Jin Pocheng, his mana surging, ready to strike at any time: "Elder Jin, are you going to be disrespectful to the god of death?" (To be continued.) )