Great Emperor Myriad

"Whether you are Long Aotian or Ling Xiao, it is not worth mentioning to me! You and I have no grievances, so I will not do anything to you today, but the throne of the son of heaven must belong to me. Stop me, I will kill anyone!"

The Emperor Heavenly Corpse said coldly, the murderous intent boiled in his voice, as if it contained the evil spirit like a sea of ​​blood on the mountain.

"I have a grudge with Hua Ziyang, and no grudge with you! Hua Ziyang is dead now, and I have a grudge with him! As long as you don't come to provoke me, I will naturally not deal with you!"

Ling Xiao said lightly.

He was a little displeased with the instinct of the zombie family, but the Heavenly Corpse Emperor in front of him did not show any hostility to him, so he did not intend to fight the Heavenly Corpse Emperor.

He is thinking now, is it possible that there are strong men of the zombie clan buried in the heaven buried treasure coffin?

Although the Tian Buried Coffin just opened a gap, Ling Xiao vaguely felt that there was a mysterious world in the Tian Buried Coffin, which shocked his heart, and vaguely felt that the Tian Buried Coffin was only hidden. With an amazing secret.

"To deal with me? What a joke! If I didn't want to kill you, you are already a dead person at the moment! I hope you do it yourself!"

The Emperor of Heaven Corpse looked at Ling Xiao coldly, then rose straight up into the sky, turning into a black divine rainbow, and instantly disappeared at the end of the sky.

Ling Xiao's brows wrinkled slightly, and he could feel that the Emperor Heavenly Corpse had a strong hostility towards him, but the Emperor Heavenly Corpse went very anxiously, as if there was something important.

"Ling Xiao, are you... okay?"

Jinse hesitated a little, but still walked to Ling Xiao and asked lightly.

"I'm fine! Jinse, it's nice to see you again!"

Ling Xiao's face showed an incomparably brilliant smile, heartfelt joy.

Although Jinse still can't remember him, although Jinse treats him like a stranger, Ling Xiao has enough patience to wait and wait for Jinse to remember everything.

"I seem to... have seen you before!"

Jinse said slowly.

"what?!"

Ling Xiao was shocked, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with surprises and inexplicable expressions.

"I made a wish to the buried treasure coffin, trying to retrieve my lost memories, but I failed! I have seen you in the depths of my memory!"

Jin Se looked at Ling Xiao and said lightly.

"Jinse, you... do you think of me? Do you think of our past?"

Ling Xiao was inexplicably surprised, and said very excitedly.

"No, I just... remember you!"

Jin Se shook her head and said, her expression still calm, as if nothing could change her mood.

"It's okay, it's okay! I can wait, Jinse, I believe you will find your lost memories!"

Ling Xiao said seriously.

His heart was extremely excited, Jinse could remember him, and he immediately saw endless hope, and he became more and more convinced that Jinse could retrieve the lost memories.

The old goat and the unscrupulous Taoist also grinned, happy for Ling Xiao.

...

Hua Ziyang is dead.

As the supreme arrogance of the Chinese, the Chinese have placed great hopes. Many elders of the Chinese hope that he can become the chosen son of heaven, sweep everything and restore the glory of the Chinese.

But today, Hua Ziyang's primordial spirit token was completely broken.

Among the Chinese, in a bronze shrine guarded by countless powerful men, many scary figures sit in it, and their faces are extremely solemn, full of anger and shock.

These are the strongest powers of the Chinese people, and the weakest ones are also the cultivation bases of the saints. There are even many great saints with terrifying auras, as if they can annihilate everything.

At the top is a young man wearing a purple robe, who looks like a crown of jade, handsome and handsome. Sitting on a futon, his eyes are vicissitudes, bright and majestic, as if endless creatures are annihilated in it.

Although everyone in the temple was very angry, they were extremely restrained in front of this young man, and their eyes were full of respect.

This purple-robed boy is Hua Yunkong, the head of the Chinese clan!

"Hua Ziyang died in the ancient chaos land. According to the news, a kid named Long Aotian killed him. Let's talk about any opinions you have!"

The purple robe boy said lightly.

"Is that Long Aotian in the Temple of War? They are just looking for death!"

"Dare to kill my Chinese Tianjiao, let alone the small temple of war, even the Chaos Tianzong and the reincarnation temple do not have the guts!"

"The Temple of War God, be destroyed!"

"..."

Many Chinese elders are filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes are blazing, full of killing intent.

"Patriarch, I recently heard a piece of news, maybe you should be interested!" Hua Xiong suddenly smiled coldly.

"what's up?"

Hua Yunkong asked lightly.

"Do you remember that twenty years ago, the gate of the God Realm was turbulent, and several holy places sent people to the lower realms to find the wordless heavenly book, but in the end no one returned?"

Hua Xiong said.

"Of course I remember! It is said that the people sent by those great holy places died in the hands of a kid named Ling Xiao! And the wordless heavenly book was also in Ling Xiao's hands!"

An old clan said slowly.

"Yes! But what you might not think of is that Long Aotian also has a name, Lingxiao! And he also knows how to swallow the sky, cover the sky, fight the sky, reincarnate, and cause and effect. Wait, don't you feel strange?"

Hua Xiong sneered.

"What?! He is called Ling Xiao, and there are so many secret techniques, is it that he is the Ling Xiao in the lower realm?"

Someone was shocked and exclaimed.

Hua Xiong nodded and said, "I think it's not far from ten! This incomparable cunning Ling Xiao, alias Long Aotian joined the Temple of War, but as his strength became stronger and stronger, his reputation became more and more exposed. More and more hole cards are played! I suspect that the wordless heavenly book is in his hand!"

"If this is the case, then he will be even more dead!"

An old clan said murderously.

"With the cultivation base of the human realm, Hua Ziyang of the realm can be killed, and there are so many secret arts of heavenly power, he really has a secret in his body! If the wordless book of heaven is really in his hands, then I am afraid that it is not just us who discovered Now, the old monsters in other holy places should have been discovered too!"

Hua Yunkong said slowly, with wisps of purple light in his eyes, unparalleled sharpness.

"Patriarch, my guess should be okay. Whether it's because he killed Hua Ziyang or because he has a wordless book on his body, he must die! I will take people and wait at the exit of the ancient chaos. Appear, take him down immediately!"

Hua Xiong said coldly.

"No! This time, I will do it myself! If I can get the wordless heavenly book, it will be the time when my Chinese dominates the heavens and all realms again and become the lord of the era!"

Hua Yunkong slowly stood up, and his whole body exuded an extremely terrifying aura fluctuation!

Rumble!

The entire bronze temple was trembling violently, and the laws of his whole body flickered, and the many elders who were oppressed showed awe and fanatical worship, just like the king of heaven and earth!

Hua Yunkong is truly a holy king!()

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