I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

With the gradual fall, Lin Meng can see the scene of the bottom of the abyss more clearly. The white light is emitted by the white candles placed at the bottom of the abyss. The candlelight and candlelight are both white, and the body of the candle is also white, both of them are Yin Qi. Exactly, I don't know what material it is.

In the middle of the abyss, there is a coffin that looks like a yellowstone without a cover and is covered with countless subtle patterns.

Inside lay a strong and tall young man dressed in costumes that resembled the northern barbarians.

He was naked, with white straps twisted into twists on his arms and forehead. Underneath was something that looked like a ceremonial robe. It was loose and long enough to grow. There was a large purple embroidered dragon dragon and ghosts in the center. Pendulum, the whole person looks majestic and domineering.New 81 Chinese website update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

Beside this coffin, there is a circle of yellow curse wheels, which are engraved with many obscure ancient writings or runes, which should be a kind of formation.

And the Yin Qi that poured into this place, followed the lines on the coffin, continuously poured into the coffin, and penetrated into the body of the young man.

Lin Meng looked at it, and it seemed that the man's coffin was the core of the seal building here, and that man must have been a dead saint.

Lin Meng couldn't see the man's identity, which saint between heaven and earth, and why he died, but the closer he got to the bottom of the abyss, he felt a majestic breath sweeping over him, suffocating him.

This is the great rhyme of the saint!And it was stronger than the many saints that Lin Meng had seen!The Taoist rhyme in Shijue old man, second only to Laolong and his master!

The fucking one who died here is not only a saint, but also a super saint!How could this kind of existence be killed by someone!

Lin Meng cursed in his heart, and his heart became cold again. Facing the corpse of the saint, who was second only to the old dragon and his own master, who looked not bad, Lin Meng was a little worried, even though the old dragon was angry. The gold scales reacted, and can they hold the majestic rhyme of the saint's corpse?

Lin Meng was not disappointed. When the rhyme of saint humanity swept in, the golden scale of luck that the old dragon gave to Lin Meng flashed with golden light, and from it a majestic dragon-shaped phantom floated behind Lin Meng. , For Lin Meng to resist this terrible saint rhyme.

Lin Meng fell safely to the bottom of the abyss.

At this time, the old man Fulong, who was far away in the world and knowing nowhere, was drinking tea leisurely, listening to a group of monsters and spirits in front of him recite his sage book.

Suddenly, the old man Fulong stopped drinking tea, his face was surprised, and he looked up at Dongfang, and said in surprise:

"Why did that little guy run into Tian Ming's seal? No, I have to go and see!"

The old man immediately separated a ray of divine consciousness to sense Lin Meng's location, and placed his divine consciousness between that piece of heaven and earth.

Lin Meng fell to the bottom of the abyss and found that the majestic pressure was gone, but Zheng was worried about how to get out, and looked around.

With the protection of the golden scales of luck, Lin Meng also had the courage to look at the face of the saint in front of the coffin of the saint.

But just before Lin Meng arrived at the coffin and looked at the face of the saint, he saw that the saint who had been dead for some time suddenly opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other!

The scared Lin Meng stepped back three steps on the spot and almost fell to the ground.

Damn!The saint cheated the corpse!

But Lin Meng slowed down, but found that the saint in the coffin was not looking at himself, but at his side.

Lin Meng suddenly felt a chill rushing into his forehead, what was there around him?

Lin Meng was tight, turned his head slowly in horror, and followed the gaze of the saint in the coffin to his side, but only saw a long beard and chest, white beard and hair, wearing the general clothes of a blue teacher. The old man with a fairy-like appearance was nodding and smiling at himself.

"call!"

Lin Meng took a long sigh, put a mental arithmetic in his stomach, and hurriedly bowed to the old man.

"The kid has seen Mr. Big!"

This was when Jinlin was alarmed by Qi Luck, and Mr. Fu Long realized that he had encountered such an extraordinary trouble as a saint, and he came to show the saint himself.

The old man didn't speak, just nodded to Lin Meng slightly, and then slowly said to the saint who opened his eyes in the coffin:

"This son was pushed into this place under the play of the juniors of your line, unintentionally disturbed, Tianming, you can heal your wounds with peace of mind."

Tian Ming?Tianzihao?This saint's holy name is Tianming?Why does this name sound so familiar?

Lin Meng scratched his head, only to see that the saint in the coffin closed his eyes again without saying a word, Lin Meng remembered.

Tian Ming!I have heard that the master sometimes unintentionally fails to speak, talking about Tiansheng, and lamented that Tiansheng had 36 extremely capable followers in that year, and was canonized by Tiansheng as the 36th Tianzi. The first battle will be Tiangang. It was the ancestor Bengtian who founded the Temple of War God, and this second general is Tian Ming!

This is an entourage of Tiansheng!Also a great saint!

All things related to Heavenly Sage are the absolute taboos between the heaven and the earth. No wonder the master shook his head when he asked the master about Da Yuan. Except for sometimes the master sighed and sighed on a whim, now that I think of it, every time I mention it. When it comes to the topic of Heavenly Sage, the master shook his head like this.~⑧~1~ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Seeing the Tianming saint in the coffin of Huangshi coffin closed his eyes again, Lin Meng was relieved, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and cautiously asked the old man on the side:

"Sage Tianming, isn’t this the second general under the Heavenly Sacred Seat back then? How could anyone here dare to kill the Heavenly Sage? The blue dragon seals the abyss, and the Mingjiao locks the stream, isn’t it the place where the saint’s bones are buried It seems that the saint of Ming Dynasty has not died this day."

The old man raised his eyebrows and glanced at Lin Meng in amazement, then grumbled.

"You know a lot!"

Then he said with some regret: "You are right, Tian Ming is the second general under the Heavenly Sacred Seat. He is so powerful that no one in the world can kill him head-on, and no one dares to do such a thing. In the current world, the only one who can beat Tian Ming, besides the old man and your master Shijue, is another lunatic, Tian Gang."

"And the one who killed this Tian Ming was the first general under the Heavenly Sacred Seat, the founding ancestor of the Temple of War with the title Tiangang, and the ancestor of the collapse of the sky with one punch!"

Lin Meng was shocked and shouted: "The first general under the seat of Tiansheng and the second general are fighting in the nest!"

The news is incredible.

The old man shook his head and said, "No, it's just that when Tian Gang and Tian Ming were discussing each other, they missed and beat Tian Ming to death."

When a supreme saint competed with another supreme saint, they missed and beat each other to death?

Lin Meng's brows jumped straight up, this kind of thing on the saint's body is like a fantasy.

If it hadn't been said from Lao Long's mouth, Lin Meng would have cursed gibberish on the spot.

But this word came from Lao Long, even if it was outrageous, Lin Meng had to believe it.