The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

Smell Mo cry a face, "Then I can't see it behind me. ”

“I didn't put it in my heart either, after all, it was a pain in my heart. Anyway, it's just a record of Cold St. Flying, which I'm not really interested in. ”

Ink thinks it's definitely more than Munchkin thinks. In the beginning, Xiao Mo and so many of them worked hard to earn the picture, it must not just be about the story of Lengjia Shengfei becoming a fairy.

Besides, the first three levels you encounter are incredibly dangerous, and if you pay a little attention, you will be trapped or dead forever.

And after passing through the three levels of the level, we arrived at this stone room with the scene of Cold St. Flying.

Either this cold-blooded saint is too narcissistic and arrogant, or there is a hidden connection.

More importantly, this cold-blooded saint is also of the Fox clan, so it is highly likely that he will come with him when it is cold.

But why would a tens of thousands of years of immortality have to go through so much trouble against itself? If you want to kill yourself, why don't you just finger it?!

What exactly is this all about? I don't understand ink. Maybe it's not what you think it is, what is it?!

“Mo, did you bring the book?” The ink poured open and asked.

Mo nodded, “Of course I did. ”

Then he took the book out of his arms and handed it to Ink Dumpling without reservation. Ink Dumpling was like, "Aren't you afraid I'll own it?! ”

“No, because Xiao Mo was going to dedicate this book to Wang.” Xiao Mo shrugged his head, “anyway, the picture didn't do much for me, I couldn't look over a few pages. I'd rather give it to Wang, hey... thanks to Wang for saving my life. ”

Ink took the book from Xiaomo's hand and rubbed Xiaomo's head. “Xiaomo is a good zombie, but you can't be so thorough with other people during the fairy repair process. I took Mo's picture and gave Mo's advice! ”

“Well, Mo knows.” Little Mo Wang has a reverence in his eyes for ink.

Then Ink closed his eyes and raised his eyes again. When he reached out and waved his hand, Xiao Mo disappeared.

The ink tilt opens the picture in your hand, as Xiaomo said, the previous pages are all about the scene of Cold St. Cheng Immortal. The ink poured quickly and suddenly stopped as it turned to the next few pages.

It's not a painting anymore, it's filled with words you don't know about dense sesame ink. The ink tip turned a few pages backwards, engraved with text that was also incomprehensible to the ink tip.

Ink glazed eyebrows, what do these words mean?

When the ink poured was ready to continue to flip backwards, it was discovered that it could not flip. According to theory, Cold Jiasheng should not have flew into a fairy by the time he made this album about his life and engraved the text. Although his inner psychic strength was not fully restored, how could it not be opened?

Moreover, Lengjiasheng spent so much time hiding this album and needed to be correlated with himself in order to open a page. So this must be more than just an ordinary book, but what is hidden? I tried the glass again. I still couldn't open it and gave it up. I was ready to go back and show it to Naiyu.

Ink Dumpling put the book in her arms, and now is not the time to give Ink Dumpling a special look at the book, how she's going to get out of this stone room and find the chill. When I found it, I gave it to Cold Disposal. After all, Cold Disposal is a Fox. It would be better if I gave it to him. As for Cold Disposal, Ink Glass won't ask me again.

She looked around, and it was a closed stone chamber, unlike the stone chamber just now, which had no doors or anything that would allow the ink to open, except for the pattern on the wall. A pair of eyebrows in ink, is the way out still on this pattern?

Think of it here, ink leaning over the pattern on the wall. The Cold St. on the wall depicts a lifelike image. Even without the presence of the ink glass, you can feel the spectacular scene and the loneliness of Cold St.

Why do ink glasses feel cold and holy and arrogant and isolated!?

Mojitsu noticed that Cold Jia Sheng stood on the high ground and underneath stood a dense and numb crowd, but in addition to Cold Jia Saints with their venerable colors, other people's faces revealed a series of divine colors such as jealousy, resentment, disdain, etc.

The look on the faces of these people can be considered jealous of Cold Heaven, but... why isn't there someone who truly blesses him? And, flying up, shouldn't it be extremely dangerous? How could he invite so many people to watch? If I fail, won't I give his enemies a chance? Isn't that the last of his tribes?

Inkglass doesn't understand the seniors who were raised immortals millions of years ago. However, depending on the circumstances, he should have succeeded in the ascent. Otherwise, he would not leave books and mysterious tree formations to propagate his story. Though he was an ancestor of the Fox clan and an ancestor of the cold, he did not take the ink glass for granted. It took Zhou Zhang so much to preach to future generations that he had become a fairy. He was too self-absorbed.

I don't know if the ink tilt was too attentive to the pattern on the wall. Suddenly, the ink tilt felt like she was shaking in front of me. By the time it reacted, the area was crowded. The ink poured surprised me, and I didn't know when I was illusion. It seems that this cold-blooded saint does have a hand.

She raised her hand and was about to attack the people around her, and now all this seems to be just an illusion of whether it's cold or cold.

However, the ink dumps are not convinced that this is something that Cold can do, but rather that they reverse their earlier idea of a cold-blooded and cold-blooded Holy Partnership against her. I'm sure the chill just made a handicap of itself at the beginning, tricking the ink into this place. And she, if it hadn't been for the ink, would have left.

It's just that maybe they didn't expect it, and the people who set these levels here are the ancestors of their Fox clan. Perhaps everything was meant to be in the middle of nowhere.

Besides, here at Inkglass, just as Inkglass raised his hand and was about to attack the people around him, he heard a man shouting, "Look, here comes Cold Heavenly Robbery. ”

The heavenly robbery is divided into nine ways, each is extremely powerful, and together is more powerful than the previous heavenly robbery. Many of them are because they cannot be sustained, lightly they are severely injured, and heavily they are extinguished by smoke.

So, every fairy who goes through a holocaust prepares a few treasures that have been used to survive the holocaust.

Like ink, they crossed again and again, and eventually got kicked down by the Jade Emperor, even if it was very little.

But that was the sound, and she let down her hand, which was raised by ink, and her gaze fell on the high ground, not far from her. As soon as the cold-blooded holy coat that attacked the red coat stood flat on the high platform, without any emotion on his beautiful face, he watched so quietly as the clouds gathered together over the sky.

In view of this situation, this illusion is actually about the scene of Cold St. Flying into Immortals, and this scene is just one of the scenes previously depicted on the wall of the stone room?!

The ink-tiltered glasses circled around, and the eyes of the surrounding people were not just holding their breath, but watching the cold sanctuary above the high ground.

Everything is so realistic, ink can even hear the breath of the surrounding people, everything is so real, ink dumped in that room, thought I had come to the place where Cold St. Fly became a fairy.

At this moment, the first robbery fell from the sky and went straight to Cold Saint's head. Cold Jia Sheng was imminent until, when the first day robbed him a metre away, Cold Jia Sheng's eyes swept through, waved with one hand, a powerful spiritual power directly forced the first day robbery.

And then instantly it dissipated into the air, and Lengjiasheng's first robbery was easy. Ink Tilt watched silently while recalling her own first day of robbery, without him being relaxed. Looks like this cold-blooded saint is strong.

Immediately afterwards, the second heavenly robbery followed, with more aggressive force than the first heavenly robbery, directly attacked Cold Jia Sheng. Cold Jia Sheng was like dealing with the first heavenly robbery, but the spiritual power was powerful again.

Just after breaking the second day of robbery, the third, fourth and fifth days of robbery arrived. The glass obviously had to hear the surrounding crowd take a sip of air, and was scared by the battle.

It's not too surprising that Mockingjay has known that after all this holy robbery, the Holy Church flew up to the fairy.

Indeed, Cold Jia Sheng defeated all the third, fourth and fifth heavenly robberies only after so much effort.

It's just that the look of Leng Jia Sheng is not as easy as it was just before the beginning. Instead, there is a stiffness. He knows that the heist after the fifth track is the real start.

Only one voice was heard in the sky “boom”, a slight roar was emitted, more and more clouds gathered together, giving people a strong sense of oppression. The sound of the boom in the clouds was even more frightening. Some people and demons who had been repaired were already overwhelmed to kneel on the ground.

After a glance around the glass, there are not many people who have fallen. The heart of the glass raises a question. Those who know that they can't fix it, come and die, don't they?

It is also strange that this cold-blooded saint has invited all the humans and demons, and it is also uneven to fix it. What the hell is he doing?

Finally, as people held their breath, the sixth heavenly robbery came from the thick clouds, and took the momentum that had not been combined in the first to fifth paths towards the cold-hearted holy attack.