"You are not the imperial concubine, you are just a resentful spirit who blames the world. His Majesty the Holy Emperor ascended the immortals and left. The imperial concubine was desperate for the safety of the world. In this Yin-Earth land and suppressed the monsters, this merit was enough to clear the obstacles to cultivation for seniors. Why seniors?" Xiao Jue used the roar of Confucianism, and could actually be at the local mind. The woman in gorgeous clothes seemed to hesitate for a long time, and her eyes were much clearer. But then she was entangled by the corpse poisonous aura, and her whole person became ruthless again. Xiao Jue knew that some masters of Guiyuan did not really disappear from the heaven and earth after their death, but survived in another way. The imperial concubine turned into the Yin-Environment that guarded this place, but for countless years, her true nature was gradually wiped out by the corpse soul.

The gossips above the underground palace began to faintly reveal white lights, and finally protected the space around the sarcophagus. The three of them leaned together, and Xiao Jue said coldly: "You are greedy for money. Now, the imperial concubine is neither a human nor a ghost. The three of us are also surrounded by thousands of ghosts?"

"That's interesting." Wanwan stared at the imperial concubine, and it turned out that the beads in her mouth were still there.

"You have disturbed the heroic souls that have been silent here for hundreds of thousands of years. You must be buried with your life." Concubine Shuxian seemed to have forgotten her identity, and her mind is now filled with killing and roar. She wants to absorb the blood and magic power of these three practitioners, but there is still a trace of clarity in her mind that she should not do this.

First, black corpses emerged from the sea of ​​blood, and then hundreds of corpses emerged from the water, one by one, and one by one, and the black fingernails were five or six inches long.

The sarcophagus swam.

The power of the Red Copper Sword is indeed powerful, and it can destroy the surrounding corpses every time. But the imperial concubine went crazy, waved her long sleeves, rolled up blood-red water waves and drowned Xiao Jue and the other two. Wanwan smiled coldly and moved her backhand. Vortexes rolled out from her long sleeves, and began to absorb the power of the sea of ​​corpses. Seeing that the blood in the underground palace was absorbed into the long sleeves, Xiao Jue also began to activate the Tathagata's ten bodies, and hundreds of three-inch golden lights appeared on her body, covering Xiao Jue. She began to recite the Diamond Sutra, and lotus flowers as big as palms began to surround the two of them, purifying the ghost world.

A strange sound came from my mind.

"Master, use an iron fence to completely absorb the water in this sea of ​​blood. This is a rare treasure, which can help the iron fence increase its strength?" It was Yasha Ghost King. Xiao Juejing reminded him that he had obtained an iron fence in the Broken Soul Valley, slightly stretched out his cuffs to cover the black iron. Then he used the magic tricks to sweep towards the sea of ​​blood. All the surrounding blood fences were absorbed by the iron fence, and the powerful iron fence sucked up more than half of the underground blood sea. Only then did the three of them be safe.

The imperial concubine seemed to remember something, and forced Wanwan to retreat. She sat quietly on the sarcophagus, waved the phoenix robe in her hand. Looking at the three of them, she said lightly: "Why is this dress so complicated?"

"This is a phoenix robe made by the ancient emperor, divided into seven stars and six palaces. The imperial concubine wore the picture of the phoenix robe with the moon. The inner three layers inside and three layers outside, and the inner three layers inside are woven from the feathers of the Long Live White Feather Crane. The outer three layers are made of the skin of the dragon's belly, without dust or water or fire. They are the rare treasures in the world. They are your favorite treasures." Wanwan said listlessly.

"Wow, how do you know so much?"

"Do you want to know more about Emperor Fuxi?"

"think?"

"Then give me the bead in your mouth?" Wanwan finally found this opportunity. The bead in her mouth was thoughtful. She opened her mouth and spit out a green bead, and smiled slightly: "Give it to you." Wanwan smiled extremely, happily took the bead, and finally got the treasure. She had hope of recovering herself, and then she saw that the face of the princess began to change. The skin of the mutton fat white jade turned into wrinkled white chicken skin. The scallion white jade fingers were like chicken claws and hand bones, and the strands of black hair turned into pale hair, but she didn't pay attention to these at all. Instead, she stared at Wanwan with a quiet look.

Wanwan suddenly felt heartbroken.

This woman who has been sleeping on the ground for hundreds of thousands of years has dedicated her whole body to Emperor Fuxi, and even after her death, she is considering the future of the Tianxuan Continent. But for her own selfishness, she has taken away a rare treasure for the ages. She just wants to fill the gap in her heart.

Wanwan's heart is upright.

Avoiding that look, he said, "The Empress is kind, I will tell you now." Wanwan quietly talked about the unforgettable tenderness that had changed millions of years ago. She also attracted Sun Xing and Xiao Jue to listen to the long-lost years of storm.

The silent underground palace flows with heavy sorrow and desolation, and countless loves.

Xiao Jue saw that the imperial concubine's body turned white little by little, as if it was about to dissipate at any time. A green mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which was exactly the mark left by the imperial concubine after his death. In the underground palace where blood was rolling, he opened his faint eyes and stared at every scene of the main wall of the underground palace. Finally, he felt relieved, and the three of them could only hear: "For thousands of years, I only wish to grow old."

Wanwan suddenly stopped.

The green smoke also stopped.

Sometimes they smiled, sometimes they felt pain, sometimes they felt sad. Finally, they turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared in the world, and they could not dissipate for a long time. The three of them seemed to be immersed in this sadness and did not pay attention to the changes around them for a while.

When the surrounding stone walls broke, the gossip over the underground palace suddenly broke. The sound of thousands of troops roaring in the ears of the three of them was scrambling their minds. They met each other and avoided them one after another.

At that time, hundreds of thousands of troops buried here, even though Xiao Jue had a magical weapon like an iron fence, he would not be able to accept these evil ghosts for a while.

Two people.

Xiao Jue vaguely saw the broken military flag. The lost army rode on the skinny war horse, and his eyes ejaculated with hatred. He shouted loudly and roared. The sound of drums roaring came from afar. He stood and confronted each other.

The three of them breathed heavily.

Inserted with the momentum of hundreds of thousands of troops, everything around him shattered. The three of them were even forced to use their magic power and fell to the broken underground palace and saw that the killing was about to begin. Suddenly, a voice came from Xiao Jue's soul again: "Master, let me out."

It is the Yasha Ghost King.

This is the second time Xiao Jue has seen the Yaksha Ghost King, which is completely different from the embarrassing thing in the iron fence. Now he is majestic, wearing a black dragon nine-clawed robe, which is the symbol of the emperor of the Ghost Sect. He is sitting cross-legged on the Ghost Sect. This ghost throne is the mount of the Godhead Xuansu, the saint of the Ghost Sect, but unfortunately he is condensed with magic power. But there are thirty-six ghost soldiers behind the Yaksha Ghost King, all holding long ropes. Although they are evil ghosts, they are evil spirits.

As soon as the Yaksha Ghost King appeared, the two armies seemed to be driven by a mysterious aura. The ghost soldiers with low cultivation surrendered to the domineering aura of the king. Only the generals from both sides were still standing, just like two stone statues that did not fear the momentum of the Ghost King. The Ghost King was a little worried that his magic power had not recovered, but as the Ghost King, he naturally had an emperor's aura. He could intimidate thousands of ghosts, but these two generals had sucked corpse energy for hundreds of thousands of years and had huge magic power. With the current cultivation level of the Ghost King, it was difficult to subdue them.

"Why, I haven't kneeled down when I see this king. You are also punished by a serious crime and protected the imperial concubine back then, but now the imperial concubine's ghost spirit has dispersed, and you should return to the underworld." Thirty-six ghost soldiers behind him were flying across the iron ropes, and a pattern of six reincarnation condensed behind the Ghost King.

"Hmph, although our military souls died in the battlefield, they were trapped in the imperial tomb. Now it is the time for Xiangyu to be controlled by you?" The black-robed general said coldly. If it weren't for the imperial tomb here, the resentful spirit of the crowd for tens of thousands of years would be enough to break through the imperial tomb. But what these people did not expect was that the imperial concubine's body was invaded and eventually she was scattered. What was nurtured in this underground palace was not only these ghost troops, but also those zombies who died without death.

"If today is no longer the period when Emperor Fuxi was ruled by him. Nowadays, humans, demons, ghosts, demons, Buddhas and witches coexist, and the world is inseparable from the division and unity. Since Emperor Fuxi, the world has had three major dynasties in heaven and earth, and there are countless small dynasties during this period, totaling 3.65 million years." The Ghost King was very clear about these periods, but obviously avoided Xiao Jue and others' inquiry. His eyes were fixed on the two generals.

The two generals were shocked to hear it.

It turns out that time has passed so long.

Emperor Fuxi unified the Tianxuan Continent, and it has been 3.65 million years since he ascended to the immortals.

"You need a wise master to lead you to the path of rejuvenation. Only there can you use your abilities. Although you were enemies in ancient times, it is different now." The Ghost King said slowly.

"Battlefield?" The two generals looked at each other. Another flame burned in their eyes, yearning for the battlefield where horses and horses were wrapped in corpses, an era where storms and blood never stopped.

"right."

"But you are not enough to make us surrender. Although you are a ghost king on the side." The two generals turned their eyes to Xiao Jue. Then they knelt on the ground and surrendered to Xiao Jue: "Your Majesty."

Xiao Jue took a step back and looked at the Ghost King. He said, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either. The Ghost King doesn't know much. The two generals are with Emperor Fuxi and know a lot." It seems that this matter is very strange in his words, but it is indeed necessary to let Xiao Jue master these two people.

"Get up." What Xiao Jue needs most is to strengthen his strength. Now he accidentally gets help from these two generals who are on the battlefield. Then he said: "The two generals are full of energy. But now I am not strong enough, and I have to aggrieved the two generals and the soldiers to live in the iron fence for the time being."

"Yes, your Majesty."

"I still don't know the surnames of the two generals?"

"Min Pan Wang, and Mein Long Yu."

Xiao Jue released the iron fence and sent the soldiers into the iron fence. The iron fence was very spacious, and the last time Xiao Jue's Buddha Seal God purified countless evil ghosts, and these soldiers were able to settle down. Xiao Jue unknowingly got such a powerful assistant.

"What's this saying?" Wanwan and Sun Xing were stunned. They were able to collect hundreds of thousands of troops for no reason, and they were ghost troops who had experienced the battlefield and had great cultivation.
Chapter completed!