Morning bacteria don’t know Hui Shuo, crickets don’t know Spring and Autumn, and they are inseparable from each other.

Looking around, I saw a young man dressed in plain clothes and a satin shirt standing in a grave in the wilderness, with numerous bones clearly visible.

These men were all tough men when they were alive, but they didn't expect that after they died in the battle, they didn't even have a complete earthen grave, only the dead bones wrapped in a burial mat in the grave where they were thrown into the wilderness.

Yang Shengzi walked and dug graves for these dead bones.

Whenever he saw the piles of bones thrown in the wild, he would reach out and dig out a grave for them on the ground, then gently pick up the incomplete bones and put them into the dug grave to bury them.

Finally, when he was tired of digging with his hands, he used his own cultivation. When he stepped on the ground, his energy vibrated, and the roaring sound was heard endlessly, and the tombs suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The collector of corpses collects the souls of corpses.

Yang Shengzi is now the corpse collector, responsible for burying hundreds of thousands of dead bones in wild graves.

Take a rest when you're tired, and come back after you've rested. Anyway, you can't tolerate any bones in your eyes. Where there are bones, there are graves!

The two strands of long black hair in front of his forehead were flowing in the wind, and the sweat was stained on his hair!

A few days later, the young man Yang Shengzi, who could not see any face clearly, finally buried the bones in these graves safely and soundly with his own cultivation.

He sat down on the ground, gasped for air, and drank some water.

It was only now that Yang Shengzi had free time to look at himself.

After entering the level of Yingtian Realm without confusion, his own momentum suddenly increased sharply, like a huge rainbow rolling over the sky.

Behind him and above his head, he was really wild and wanton. This scene was like a violent fight, and it was extremely shocking.

And the colored qi in Danhai has been purified and sublimated like never before. In the past, it relied on a wisp of essence to expand to the whole body, thus forming countless qi that burst out.

Now there are several more strands of qi in my body, and they are all colored in strips of qi, golden, wood-colored, etc.

Yang Shengzi's thoughts moved slightly, and these qi energy became extremely manic, as if he couldn't help but come out to fight at the next moment, and when he used the technique to break through the realm, he would transform into a power of Buhuoyingtian!

If the monks in the Three Apertures and Tao Xuan realms are compared to a puddle, then for Yang Shengzi, who has now entered the level of Yingtian Realm without confusion, this realm is a long river with no end in sight. He is truly worthy of being a puddle.

This is what the monks on the mountain often say.

Only by standing higher can we see higher and farther.

This is the case for Yang Shengzi at the moment. He has already stepped into the level of Yingtian Realm without confusion with two feet, and he still has one foot left before he can step into the level of Yingtian Realm and Knows Heaven!

But how long will it take for the bad foot to come? We can only hope that this young man at the foot of Funduluo Mountain will rise faster, and then rise faster.

It would be best to step into the level of false gods in one step, or even faster, and become a god or immortal directly. Why waste so many thankless efforts?

You can think so, but whether you can do it is another matter.

If such a great thing happened, then he would practice lying down and practicing in his sleep, and Yang Shengzi's mouth would probably be crooked with joy.

But the fact is that haste makes waste, and we have to take it one step at a time. When the opportunity comes, we will be optimistic about the almanac when we go out. When good fortune comes, we have nothing to fear.

Dressed in plain clothes, she looks like an ice cave in the cold abyss. Under her sword-shaped eyebrows, which are neither thick nor light, her narrow eyes are like ice caves in the cold abyss, deep, cold, and quiet.

The nose is like a hanging gallbladder, as straight as a blue-green distant mountain. The lips are so thin that they are pale in color, and the edges of the mouth are slightly curved, making it look even more youthful and unruly.

He let out a breath of turbid air, stood up slightly, and stood proudly. His straight figure was like a sharp arrow that could pierce the clouds. His body was tall and straight, and his momentum was extraordinary.

Yang Shengzi never knelt down or got down. He was still the same young man who wanted to be crazy and evil.

"Are there any heroic spirits left?"

But at this moment, he turned around and suddenly seemed to feel something. He was mumbling to himself. He was so confusing that he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to whom. Anyway, he was talking to someone.

Said this.

The sky above Fengduluo Mountain, which used to be filled with endless waves of undead aura, no longer exists, and all those undead souls are gone. The sky has become clear. So, is Yang Shengzi talking to others, or is he talking to himself?

The moment these words were spoken, the surface of the earth suddenly moved!

Sure enough, it turned out that Yang Shengzi was not talking to himself, he was talking to others.

There is a spirit underground!

There was no special sound of death, just the crazy restlessness of the Luoshan land, until a tomb bottle slowly rose from the ground the next moment!

The mountain is used as a mausoleum, with no walls or trees, and a square platform on the top.

The square platform is engraved with "Chu·Ji's surname is Tian"!

Liangshan snow, Liangshan snow, the Tianshu stands protrudingly to the level of the sky, the sky is a mausoleum but it hates to be low, the yin takes the position of the yang and the diameter of the wheel is large, only knowing the martial arts, but not knowing the Chu.

It’s the coffin of the Emperor of Chu!

The highest point of the coffin is called Tianpeng Gai or Tianping Gai, which means the top of the emperor's tomb bottle, which is a full three hundred feet!

The mountain in front of Lingan is Turtle Mountain, and the north belongs to water, so it is called Xuanwu, which means riding a black turtle down the Yuan River into Dongting and traveling in the sea.

Chaoshan in the distance, Xianglu Peak in the northeast, enjoys the cigarettes worshiped by all people, or Jiugu Mountain in the distance, which means the world is convinced and worshiped by Kowloon.

The hole is in the direction of You, which means phoenix, and it harmonizes with the dragons and phoenixes of the Chaoshan Mountain. From a Feng Shui perspective, it is in line with the burial system of ancient emperors with "Nine Dragons Worshiping" in front of them and "Two Turtles Playing in the Water" behind them.

In the midst of thousands of shouts and responses, a roaring and extremely wild laughter came from the coffin, and then spread throughout the tens of thousands of feet of the city of the dead.

The laughter that came out also had a faint human-dragon sound, which was the true power of the emperor in the emperor's family.

The coffin burst open with a bang, and a majestic spiritual figure walked out of the coffin, with disheveled hair!

His hair turned out to be the color of a golden dragon!

The emperor's head was even more circling with the shadow of an illusory celestial dragon, resplendent in gold and green, with dragons chanting and phoenixes chirping.

In addition, he was wearing a dragon robe and walked towards the young man Yang Shengzi step by step. With every step, the void under the spiritual shadow could no longer bear the strength of his feet?

That was his faint dragon-shaped power.

The domineering side is revealed! The dragon robe is added to the body! Look down on the world!

He glanced sideways at Yang Shengzi, and then walked straight towards Yang Shengzi step by step. What was he going to do?

If he was asked to chop Yang Shengzi, who had just broken through, one more time, he didn't know if his body, which was weak just after breaking through, could withstand it.

But he saw that Yang Shengzi's expression was extremely solemn. He didn't know what Chu Tianzi's spiritual shadow in front of him wanted to do. He didn't know Chu Tianzi's cultivation state during his lifetime, but when he entered the chess game of life and death, that

The face of Emperor Chu that he saw for the first time was exactly the same as before him.

I guess it might be around 50-50!

In other words, the strength of Emperor Dachu during his lifetime was estimated to be in the realm of Yingtian.

So if he wants to chop Yang off to have a son, who knows whether the young man can bear it.

The roaring laughter of Emperor Dachu never stopped while he was walking towards Yang to give birth to his son.

The emperor looked at him, and Yang Shengzi also looked at him.

Two grown men looking at each other!

Chu Tianzi, who was surrounded by heavenly dragons, looked serious and patted the shoulder of the man who dared to look at him without falling behind.

After three consecutive shots, the shadow of Chu Tianzi disappeared into thin air.

What's going on?

Emperor Chu will not kill him?

Indeed, he is the Emperor of Chu. Although he has been dead for a long time, he has not been invaded by the undead breath of Fengduluo Mountain and turned into an ownerless soul.

Therefore Chu Tianzi is conscious.

The phantom of the emperor that came out of the coffin was nothing more than a remnant soul.

But this time he really disappeared into thin air and passed away to heaven.

Smiling happily and walking away happily, Emperor Chu was grateful for what Yang Shengzi had done here.

Let his people rest in peace!

This is the reason why Emperor Chu wanted to show up to see Yang Shengzi at the last moment.

As the saying goes, dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust. We suffered hardships during our lifetime and will suffer them again after our death. It is true that we cannot live or die, so we cry out in pain.

Simply, Yang Shengzi made them truly close their eyes. The only thing they could do was scratch the earth, where the souls of death lived, the heaven of death.

Immediately afterwards, a long sword pierced the air!

Suddenly it flew out of the coffin of Emperor Chu, flew to the soles of Yang Shengzi's feet, and then spiraled into the sky!

The ninth-level true dragon of Si Xu emerges and wipes out the entire world!

This is the sword of Emperor Chu, the True Dragon Emperor Sword.
Chapter completed!