Transcending the Nine Heavens

This strange shadow suddenly appeared, and it was a crude phrase.

Speaking of which, I can't believe my eyes are still staring so hard!

A mighty pressure suddenly falls over the top of the hood!

The spirit of distress only feels the entire heaven and earth crushed down, and at this moment the body has a feeling of being crushed directly into powder!

Almost on your knees!

What the hell is this? How could there be such a powerful presence?

The Grieving Spirit only feels like he's really trembling! In the face of such existence, I don't even have the intention of fighting back!

Almost crying...

How did you get out of nowhere like this?

Not only will the spirit of the disaster not know, but the situation now, even if Chuyang and Snow Cold are here, is absolutely shocked! Even the snow and tears are cold, I have no idea, among the Nine Robbery Swords, there is such an anti-heavenly existence!

If it were only powerful, the Shipwreck would not necessarily fear: because it is itself an immortal body! No matter how powerful the other party is, he can always walk, even if the real Zihao is still alive, even right in front of him, can beat himself is already the limit, there is no possibility to forge himself, that fear before, is not just a subconscious action of past experience.

But just now, at that moment, one of the other sword came down, one of his arms was like being cut off while he was alive, and he lost consciousness directly; then he didn't even have the chance to die, and he was completely destroyed by the other!

This means that the other party has total power to deal with it and kill him!

This fact is the most fearful thing about the Holy Ghost!

After all, he has been “dead” for hundreds of thousands of years and has lived in a state of “death” for hundreds of thousands of years. Though he is no longer alive, he cherishes more than any living person the time he can survive. There is nothing more important than survival for the spirit of disaster! Nature is even more reluctant to face death again, and more horrible is everything that can bring it to ruin!

The faint shadow looked at him coldly: "Come here!” Words are brief to the extreme, but with the implication that resistance is never allowed.

Two words, transformed into a golden thunderbolt, bombarded on the spirit of distress, when the spirit of distress suddenly felt like it was about to scatter, unspeakable pain and fear, filled its mind.

“Yes, yes.” The Holocaust fears a shrinking past. Because of the elusive power of the other side, especially in the face of the fear of death, the arrogance of the Holy Spirit has long been completely destroyed.

In the presence of the stronger, the spirit of distress is nothing but a wretch who fears death!

Not even a breath of atmosphere.

“Look at you!” Then the shadow whispered and shouted, “If you're so good at it, why don't you hurry up and find a tofu to die? What are you up to? Fucking depressing. You woke me up with all this crap! ”

“Say, what's your name? ”

“How old is it? ”

“I'm asking you how old you were before you died! Grass, are you an idiot? ”

“I'm a little old. Why are you so clueless? It's been a long time since I've lived so long! It's like living on a dog. Well, then, you're insulting the dog and desecrating the dog! ”

“Bastard! Don't you dare pretend to be a ghost? Aren't you a piece of energy? What are you pretending to be? ”

“Cut you? Cut you lookalike! ”

“What are you looking at? Why are you so fucking tall? It's like I'm talking to you with my head up? You think that's a good idea? ”

“That's right! Grass, you can't even kneel? How did you come to visit your ancestors when you were alive? Against that, I'm still very large...”

“Yeah, just kneel down! ”

“Well, spare you? Why should I spare you? ”

“What are you howling about? Do you have tears? It won't rain, I didn't want to kill you! How can I spare you? ”

“You're so excited, you're so excited! Why are you kowtowing? What about your ancestors? Give it to me or I'll concentrate! ”

“Why don't you go pack up the good stuff here and let me do it myself? I don't see anything, garbage. You're garbage! ”

“Be good, it's good for you! ”

Watching the wretched spirit burn his ass to collect good things, this shadow sighs very depressingly: “If it wasn't for the kid who cares, he'd have to experience it. I really want to kill this guy directly this time, how can the swelling be purple and disgusting! That kind of thing is still alive. Boom! ”

“I wanted to kill them when I saw them. I didn't think I'd have to restrain my temper now! ”

Nine robbery swords flash and shine bright light.

“Come on! ”

“Your sister, won't you split up to clean it up? What a fool to say two words to you! Be smart with me, I won't open my mouth if I want to promote you! ”

“Look at you silly, arrogant revenge? Even if the enemy is in front of you, how dare you? ”

“This sect was founded by your son, right? Did you sell him as an asshole? How could a super gatekeeper be formed with such a soft collapse? ”

“Where's your bone? Where's your windbone? ”

“Grass, what does it have to do with me? Bullshit! What kind of shit is that if you only have bones and style in front of people who are weaker than you? A man's lack of strength is nothing. He's the scariest thing. Don't look at that kid. If he's not as strong as you, he's 10,000 times stronger than you. Learn! Well, you don't seem to be a man anymore, not even a man! ”

“I'm running out of time! I don't have time for mushrooms! I said hurry! ”

“Faster! ”

“Didn't you eat? ”

……

Poor troublemaker, in the midst of this mighty super-existing chatter and scolding noise, lets go to work complaining, and collects and sends over what was originally his doorman's brain.

These are the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of years of the whole doorman, just like that. Collect blood from your heart. Damn, how did you get me to meet a guy like that...

Who the hell is this?

This smell seems stronger than the Purple Sky Emperor of the year. No, it should be a lot stronger. It's just too much...

Of course, I'm also comforting myself psychologically: anyway, I'm just a spirit in distress. Even if I leave all this stuff to me, I don't need it... hey, sooner or later you have to be cheap, give it to someone else, it won't take up any space if you send it early...

Who makes their fists hard? If my fist is tougher than his, he's the one who got robbed...

And that existed, sitting honestly and rudely to collect it, whistling and drinking, whistling and cursing! Sometimes a bad mood is punching and kicking.

The wretched spirit dares not speak, no, even the wrath dares not be angry, just hope that this horrible guy leaves quickly...

“Remember to shine a light in the future!” This guy took everything away, his big hand waved away, and he cursed, “You can't mess with anybody! Like that guy back there, if you don't mess with him, will you get cleaned up like this by me? Right? So, uh, highlight the trick, and you can live longer! ”

The sincere desire to destroy the soul is gone.

You're my real father! If I'd known that kid had something to do with you, how dare I mess with him? I can't even think of an ancestor to provide it in time. It's not bright enough. It's not that big of a mountain. Did that kid just hurt me so much? It's a mistake...

“So you're an asshole! Bitch! That kid is absolutely right. You're a filthy, filthy, infinitely cheap bastard! ”

The shadow fiercely nodded his finger on the forehead of the spirit, scolding him: “Son of a bitch! Didn't you know you were going to turn into an entity and let me light it? Does it make you happy with all this fog? What are you doing here? ”

Heartbreaking spirits want to cry in their hearts, hurrying to transform themselves into textured heads, by this shadow finger to finger point after point...

“What a fucking bitch!” This shadow curses: “Look at you like a grandson! Psst, it's Grey Grandson! ”

“It's fucking natural to be a grandson! ”

“I don't know how your parents were born, grass! Born so wonderful! ”

The evil spirits want to cry without tears, and the tears in their hearts have long flowed into rivers.

“Need to summon this sword, I'll have to go back to bed soon, lazy bitch like you! Boo, talking to you is desecrating my identity!” The shadow raises his eyebrows: “Do you fucking remember what I said? ”

“Remember, remember, never dare violate! Don't you dare break anything, don't you dare break anything!” The Shipwreck nodded his head and looked forward to sending this god of plague away. In such a situation, he could not stay for long.

“Remember, not yet! Recite it three times a day! Morning and evening, including every word I say to you! I'm telling you, I can hear you. If you're not happy one day, go fuck yourself! You bitch! ”

“Yes, yes, remember, three times a day...”

“Let's go! It's so fucking boring, just come out this once and meet such a disgusting person... grass! The world is amazingly scary...” The shadow flashed and disappeared on that strange sword. Then the sword flashed, and there was no trace of it.

“Woo woo...” Hundreds of thousands of years of troubled spirits squatting on the ground, crying to death to live, of course, the kind of dry thunder that can't rain, dry howl.

When did I ever suffer so much... My husband was so bullied while he was alive, he was trapped for hundreds of thousands of years after he died. It was so easy to come to the individual to clean up loneliness. It was simply dispatched, entertained, and so on...

I really don't want to live...

Destroying the soul is heartbreaking...

The Plague God is finally gone.

With this in mind, this horrible and bizarre guy has gone, and the Grieving Soul cried with joy again.

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... I'm so glad I...”

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