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"I'm grass, awesome!"

"This senior's strength is outstanding. He pushed back so many ancient overlords by himself, and his record is brilliant. He can be said to be astonishing in the past. He is really a role model for my generation!"

"That's right, I've lived for so many years, but I've never seen such a tyrannical person!"

The three of Lu Jiuxiao were full of joy, and they respected this senior in white to the utmost in their hearts!

The man should be so!

At the same time, I also feel that what happened today is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime!

It's just that it's easy to say, but will anyone believe it?

Killing so many quasi-sages with one's own power is like killing chickens, and then suppressing so many quasi-sages who are overwhelmed by darkness, they are so scared that they dare not fight and run away. Who will believe it?

Huang Jiulong was also overjoyed at this time.

It's safe, it's completely safe now.

"Master, don't be afraid..." He looked at the ring on his hand.

In the ring, Huang Jiulong had already awakened Fairy Yunhua, and it was Fairy Yunhua who opened up the seam on this road. With his strength, he was simply not enough to secretly follow the three mighty beings of the Ninth Level of Huasheng. Can sweep out his existence.

Fairy Yunhua glanced around, her pupils gradually became serious, and said, "No, the crisis is not over yet."

Ok?

Huang Jiulong shivered violently.

Hastily asked: "Why?"

Fairy Yunhua said: "The opponent has a saint."

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At this moment, the Dark Soul Emperor keenly noticed something was wrong.

It’s not just as simple as quasi-sages here. Back then, there were so many masters in the ancient tomb of immortality. Saints walked everywhere. Quasi-sages are not as good as dogs. Now that many quasi-sages are slaughtered, why don’t those true saints show up? They are still sleeping ?

"It shouldn't be!" His pupils were serious, he turned to look at Su Changge and said, "Young man, give me some more spirit stones, I have to deduce...!"

He told Su Changge what he would deduce.

Su Changge is also very curious as to why the real saints are not revived. Looking at the large tombs where there are still countless real saints sleeping, this is better than the quasi-sages. Why don’t they wake up and watch a play there? ?

He took out half of the spirit stone and handed it to the Dark Soul Emperor.

With a bang, the spirit stone was absorbed, and the dark soul emperor's face became a little rosy, and he immediately started to deduce.

Soon, the deduction is complete.

"I see."

The Dark Soul Emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "In the eyes of the Immortal Emperor, Huasheng is equivalent to the outer sect, and the quasi-sage is the backbone. You can also understand it as a core disciple. As for the saint, it is the foundation. It is not a last resort. He won't send out the saints, and he will save it to deal with the Terminator when the Terminator of the Era comes, or when the time comes..."

A flash of enlightenment flashed across Su Changge's eyes.

"Is the Terminator that scary?"

He looked at the sky: "A colossal force that even has disciples from the outer sect are at the Saint-level level, how can it be so cautious?"

Think no more.

With a wave of his palm, the oracle cloak on his body vibrated, and he flew a million miles away in an instant, fleeing towards the ancient imperial city of immortality!

No matter how much he cares, since no one is blocking the way, he can just go to save the master!

The three behind Lu Jiuxiao hurriedly followed!

And in the cracks of the ground, Huang Jiulong also hurriedly followed under Fairy Yunhua's magical power of escaping from the ground!

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Resume three shifts tomorrow

Chapter 502 Painting, a handsome young man

The hinterland of the Cretaceous Continent!

A huge monster is located here, like a giant dragon entrenched in the vast land, the mottled city wall has withstood the baptism of years, leaving numerous sword marks, full of ancient vicissitudes of war!

The ancient imperial city of immortality.

Entrenched in the Cretaceous Continent, it has been hiding here since the end of the Glorious Era, and ruled the Cretaceous Continent for an Epoch. Even in the current Emperor Luo Era, it has calmly avoided four large calamities, as if detached from the world, Continue the glorious reign.

at this time.

Somewhere in the imperial city.

There are monstrous coercive fluctuations that permeate the air, including holy saints, quasi-sages, and terrifying true saints. A wave of vast and boundless coercion rises to the sky, and the ominous power is pervasive.

This is a huge dungeon with many cages, and all kinds of human races are imprisoned inside. The ghastly atmosphere mixed with the oppression of death spreads out. The bones of the dead are connected into pieces with the naked eye, and they are all bloody and cruel. It sets off this place like a slaughterhouse.

And on the living altar, a human race was driven onto the stage, like a walking corpse, his eyes were all empty and dull, as if he had lost his soul.

Not long after, the huge body of an ancient reptile moved, a red light flashed in his hand, and the human blood on the altar was quickly drained.

"Is it just that little blood?"

The reptile roared, and then smashed it into powder with a palm.

The countless human races in the cage below watched this scene with their eyes, and they all gasped in a "hissy" breath, feeling terrified.

Next.

Amidst the heart-piercing screams, another human race was driven onto the stage, and then, like fish on a cutting board, was pumped into a mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally, like a fragile foam board, it was brutally smashed into pieces with a slap.

Fortunately, the progress of this scene is not too fast, which allows other human races to have a chance to breathe, but it also makes people feel that death is approaching. Extreme fear hangs over everyone's heart. Nothing is worse than death. The approach is even more frightening.

And in a cage against the wall.

A young woman is drawing a picture with a pen and paper in her hands.

Her face was as white and flawless as snow and jade, while her legs were pink and white, crystal clear and delicate.

The figure is graceful, with hills and valleys in the chest.

The temperament is ethereal and elegant, as quiet as a virgin.

Under her brush, the figure of a young man is gradually outlined.

Dressed in white, he is tall and straight.

The face is like a crown of jade, with star eyebrows and sword eyes.

The temperament is chic and free and easy.

After a while, the brush stopped and it was over.

She looked down, and a handsome young man appeared on the paper.

"Well, it's alright."

With a soft murmur, she bit her lip and wrote another line on the edge of the drawing paper.

——Linglong dice An Hongdou, lovesickness deep into the bone, knowing or not.

Suddenly someone nearby said: "Senior Ye, who is this you painted, so young and handsome, could it be your sweetheart?"

This person's name is Wang Jie, a casual cultivator, who was arrested a few months ago and has been imprisoned here.

And like him, there were many other people who were detained together by the side.

After getting to know her for a period of time, everyone knew that this woman was an extraordinary person, she was the master of the first peak of the Taixuan Dao Sect, so she usually took good care of her, as if she was a senior.

It's just that facing the overwhelming strength of the ancient Ba clan, their hearts are covered with a layer of haze. Even such a terrifying hermit sect like Taixuan Daozong, I am afraid that they will bow their heads in front of the Gu Ba clan.

Ye Qingyao looked up at him, nodded and said softly: "Well, he is my sweetheart."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head again, picked up a pen and wrote three words in the lower right corner of the drawing paper: Su Changge.

Wang Jie let out a long sigh and said, "Oh, what a pity."

Someone else sighed: "Oh, I ask what love is in the world, and I teach you that life and death are compatible. You are a man and a woman, and you are a natural match. It's just..." At this point, the man looked at the altar and sighed bitterly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to get married. Yin and Yang are separated, what a pity..."

"yes……"

There was a long moan from all the cages.

The Guba clan is cruel and violent, and this pair of lovers may never see each other again in this lifetime...

"Shut up for me!"

Suddenly, with a rough shout, an ancient flame demon turned into a strong man with huge biceps, punched the prison cage, and dragged out a green-robed monk from inside.

"Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me, don't...!"

The green-robed monk screamed hysterically.

The strong man turned a deaf ear, dragged him onto the stage brazenly, then started the ceremony, and quickly turned him into a mummy.

Then, he slapped the man hard on the head.

With a bang, the body of the green-robed monk exploded like a foam board, splashing into debris all over the ground.

Immediately, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched violently, their faces turned pale instantly, their hearts beat wildly, as if they were walking on thin ice.

cruel.

Too cruel.

"It's your turn, come out by yourself, don't let me do it!"

The Ancient Flame Demon God pointed at one of them and shouted loudly.

The man let out a "hiss", terrified in his heart, he turned around and wanted to escape, but the Ancient Flame Demon God immediately noticed him and shot him like lightning, subdued him on the spot, and forcibly escorted him to the altar.

"Ah, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, please...!"

"Oh!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

His blood was drained, and the mummy was blown up and turned into pieces all over the floor.

Everyone's faces were ashen-colored in shock, and they stared blankly at this scene, trembling all over, and feeling cold in their hearts.

A seven or eight-year-old toddler saw this scene, slumped on the ground with a plop, and cried loudly: "Mom, I'm afraid, I want to go home...!"

The middle-aged woman next to him hurriedly hugged him, covered his eyes with her hands, and comforted him calmly: "Don't be afraid, mother is here, mother is here..."

No one in the field is walking on thin ice, terrified.

But he could only watch it all, helplessly.

Although they have some level of cultivation, facing the Gu Ba clan, they are like a mantis with a cart, and the lowest level of the Gu Ba clan can crush them and turn them into dust.

If you want to live longer, you can only sit and wait for orders.

Ye Qingyao's expression was very calm, she didn't raise her head the whole time, she just looked at her painting quietly.

The person in the painting is exactly the same as when he first joined the sect, except that his figure is taller and taller, but what remains unchanged is his temperament, like a scholar, elegant and free and easy.

There is also a familiar breath blowing over.

Suddenly, she lowered her head and kissed the painting.

She knew that it would be her turn to take the stage soon, and after this kiss, she was ready to say goodbye.

From now on, Yin and Yang are separated.

But, for some reason, when the kiss was on the painting, she couldn't bear to let go, how she wished, how she wished to go out, out of here, and meet him again.

Looking at the dust fragments under the altar, he will be drained soon, be photographed like this, and never see him again.

at this time!

A burst of earth-shattering, powerful and explosive explosions came from outside the city. The terrifying aura shattered the sky and the earth, as if it could shake the sky and shake the universe!

"Boom!"

"Boom!!!"

follow closely.