At this time, Qin Hao looked at the old Taoist priest who was shaking like a zombie.

He couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

The core of the saint's remains is actually such a terrifying and unknown.

It actually made the old Taoist priest, a powerful death-taking cultivator, become a corpse slave, which was very strange.

At this time, Qin Hao looked at the two magical arrows in his hand.

He finally understood that it seemed that the old Taoist priest had taken the lead in climbing this core area of ​​the saint.

But he encountered an unknown encounter, lost his treasure, and became a corpse slave of the saint. It was immortal, making people feel a sense of complexity in their hearts.

Xia Ruoxi, not far away, had already been so scared that her face was pale and trembled, and she did not dare to speak.

At this time, Qin Hao slowly floated to the high altitude.

He looked down at the bronze coffin and found an immortal body lying in the bronze coffin.

That should be the holy body of the seven-combination saint!

Maybe the Seven-Group Saint himself did not expect that there would be endless years after his death.

An unknown force actually emerged in his tomb.

"If you want to obtain the holy body, you must first deal with the old Taoist priest who has become a corpse slave."

Qin Hao stared at the corpse slave not far away.

His heart was still shaking at this moment.

The old Taoist priest who had a joke a few days ago has now become a corpse slave, which makes people sigh that things are impermanent.
Chapter completed!