The city of Monkey King

The power of the two souls, from the ghost prison to the tomb of the gods, overlapped, the Emperor Zhongyun, completely enveloped.

Time...

A force that can't resist the turmoil is in the heart of Yunsu!

'Do not! impossible! ’

‘I am a quasi-sacred strong! ’

‘I am the ninth emperor of Zhongyun! ’

In the eyes of Yunsu, he was unwilling, and looked up at the main entrance of the sword.

And this... is also the last scene he saw in his life. It is the cold scorpion of Qin Feng and the cigarette that he doesn't know at the corner of his mouth.

The soul is shaking!

The heart is roaring!

However... all these eggs are not used.

"Ah! Ah!!"

Yunsu’s angry anger and longitude, the sound of the miserable in the voice, the back of the listener straight and cool.

Hey~!

From the body of Yunsu, his soul... Instantly, the power of the demented soul was taken away, and the light of the soul of the demon was taken into the tomb of the ghost prisoner!

From this world, there is no other Emperor Zhongyun called Yunsu.

The tomb of the buried **** at the moment...

Qin Feng can clearly feel that the meaning of eagerness is extremely urgent.

Especially after swallowing the soul of Yunsu, this craving is more and more intense!

Previously outside the Tianmen of the Seventh Heaven, with all the power in the tomb of the burial tomb, all the power accumulated in it was put away.

It was like a beggar, let him go hungry for three days and three nights and then open.

Therefore, the tomb of the burial **** at this moment... has already reached a level of madness in devouring the body of the sacred Buddha.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!!"

"...!"

The people of the Zhongyun dynasty heard the screams of Yunsu, and they saw the eyes of Yunsu who lost their eyes...

Each one is a big change.

Yunsu lost the body of the soul, just about to fall.

The light of the demention has once again produced a powerful suction force. The original body of Yunsu, which was about to fall, is also involved in the force of the dementing soul. For a moment... Lian Yunrong is not reacting, the body of Yunsu It was swallowed into the tomb of the burial god.

The flesh and the soul are all nothingness.

silence…

Complete silence...

These people in the Zhongyun dynasty are completely forced, and I wonder what other ghosts are playing with him? !

Just opened, even the city gates are not blasted, the emperor and the leading brother from this side actually hang like this, then there is a hammer, plus the ghost of the ghost prisoner at this moment, all the clouds The monks are all broken.

Not only the monks of the Zhongyun dynasty stunned, but even the monks of Nanchu were full of faces.

The scene that happened only completely overturned their imagination.

Zhongyun Emperor, Zhunsheng Zhongpin, the first person in Qiuqiu!

This is in their eyes, what a noble, how powerful existence!

At this moment, it was only in an instant, it disappeared, and it was easily destroyed!

Everyone was a big man in the heart, took a sigh of relief, and then looked at the back of the Qin wind, and the hearts of the ones could not be revered.

Strong, worthy of others respect!

"Su, Suer!!!"

In the middle of the cloud, Huang Yunrong, the old man was stunned for three seconds before finally reacting.

His great-grandson died in front of him, and he... was powerless.

"you you you!"

Yunrong’s eyes burst into flames of revenge, and that was the hatred of anger!

Looking up at the ghost prisoner's tomb to the sky, this old man is very clear... he is not an opponent!

The original angerful face suddenly suddenly calmed down.

A strange smile... slowly coming out of the corner of the mouth.

Meng... looked up at Qin Feng!

Qin Feng brows a fierce wrinkle, he is no stranger to this look in Yun Rong's eyes, once he has seen many times in the eyes of others.

That is... crazy!

"Dead! Die together!"

Yunrong suddenly laughed at the sky.

A breath of annihilation is actually appearing from this Yunrong Dantian...

With the emergence of this dying atmosphere, the days and clouds of Nanchu began to flow rapidly, and the black clouds completely shrouded the entire South Chu in a flash, and there was a black Thunder in it.

The Chu smoke on the side of Qin Feng, when it was found that the heavens and the earth were discolored, the face changed.

For the scene that appeared in the sky, he recognized it in a flash. As a quasi-sacred monk who is also alive and a long time longer than his peers, Chu Yan naturally experienced the upcoming events. This is... holy robbery!

And... he also recognizes it!

The sacred robbery that emerged is ten times more powerful than what he has experienced in the past! With his cultivation, the power of sacredness that appears here, even the first robbery, is against it!

Yunrong actually led the last sacred sacred here, he wants... to pull the entire southern Chu state into the sacred sacred!

He wants to...go to the end!

The sacred robbers, all the monks who recognized this is the sacred robbery are panicked.

Under the cover of robbery, they could not escape.

The entire southern Chu State is under the cover of the sacred robbery. Under the suffocating heavenly pressure, they can't even do the usual ordinary air.

No matter repairing, mortal or golden fairy, one can only stand in the same place...and die!

The Nanchu Top Ten National Protection Columns, at this moment, are all like ash, they never thought of it... things will eventually become like this.

After living for so long, they are not afraid of death.

But... they don’t want to, don’t want to die like this!

Without the slightest resistance and the death of others, this kind of thing sounds full of sadness and absurdity.

The monks of the Southern Chu State were horrified by the sudden appearance of the sacred sacred, and the monks of Zhongyun were almost the same... they looked at the back of the emperor one by one.

Nothing is pale, they are not stupid, naturally it is clear that Yunrong is doing what he is going to do at the moment.

Zhongyun, Nanchu...to the same end!

Nanchu Palace, the land of tapestry.

The pig's eight rings are walking back and forth on the flower carpet. Suddenly the pig's head looks up to the sky, and the pair of pigs slammed into a sigh of relief. They burst into three words: "Oh your mother!"

He was the messenger of the net altar in this life, although it was only Jin Xian’s cultivation, but his last life was the marshal of the canopy of Xianting, and he was even more powerful and supreme.

Naturally, it is to see the intensity of the sacred sacredness that appears in this sky, between the faint... This sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred.

"Mom... How long has this old guy lived? Quasi-Saints can accumulate the holy robbery to this extent."

The pig eight quits spit out a sentence, the sacred robbery of this thing... endless.

It is stronger and stronger, and stronger than once. This sacred robbery will have a sacred sacred power, which means that the old guy’s life is too long and faint. Holy power. 2k novel reading network