Undead Emperor

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A mass of ghosts escaped.

"Um, well, mi, pit, yeah, huh ..." The six-character mantra calls the Sanskrit sound and shatters the ghost of Gongsun Moli directly. This is the top house of the Royal Academy. The students in the chair have been wiped out in the world ever since.

Gongsun Moli——

dead!

From the end of writing "The Political Affairs of the World, Agriculture and Mulberry in the World", to Su Zhen's breaking the head of Gongsun Mo from his head, it ended like a wind and an electric shock. Even though Cui Yingong was too late to rescue, he watched the last companion die.

"Only you are left." Su Zhen locked Cui Yingong.

Cui Yingong closed his eyes and opened his eyes again. The fear in his eyes disappeared, leaving only calm and calm, and being able to be consecrated as a holy student, there must be a mythical record.

Among the three sage students, Cui Yingong ranked first!

unfortunately.

His opponent is Su Zhen, even if the original first book Jiang Chen is not an opponent, Cui Yingong's struggle is nothing more than a battle of trapped beasts.

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Throw away from the Cangjiang River and travel with a bow and sword alone.

Qun Hu Hu escapes from the north of Yinshan Mountain, and is not free to cross the river ice.

Juvenile pommel horses are flying fast, selling Confucian clothes to buy war suits.

Old age does not know how to weaken his muscles, Ye Lan still dreams to overcome the encirclement.

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Does it say no clothes? With the same robe. Teacher Wang Yuxing, repair me. Enemy with the child!

Does it say no clothes? Same with the child. Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear. Together with the child!

Does it say no clothes? Same as the child. Division Wang Yuxing, repair my armor. Walk with the child!

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Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets and is like a group of emperors.

Coming like thunder and anger, just like Jianghai condensing and clearing.

...

Cui Yingong opened his mouth to spit poems, and a series of battle poems emerged. There were young swordsmen walking alone, comrades with liver and gallbladder, women with sword dance, and old men who used six spirits and drove the fairy dragon.

Poetry, Jingjing. "Su Zhen, this student is proficient in all poems of the ages, and compiles this chapter of poems. Now I will let you see my true means!" Cui Yingong turned over and took out a bamboo slip, and then the second, the third ... There are ten thousand bamboo slips Suspended, full of economics, five cars for learning the rich, there are poems in the clouds

The world is full of poems and book spirits, let alone Cui Yingong, who is the peach blossom source, is at ease, even though he is an old farmer, and he is in his clothes. With his talent, he is still attracting attention.

Bamboo slip opened

One article, two articles, and three articles, a multitude of poems and poems emerged, just like mushrooms popping up after the rain.

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Jealous as a sword of enmity, like a sword, it is important to eliminate one's shoulders.

Spread all the evils across the sea, and cut across the mountains to slash the demons.

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Drinking Qiong pulp for hundreds of minutes, the long sword of drunk dance refers to the void.

The heels play around with stars, and Chang Xiao is red.

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I want to fly into the blue sky and see the moon.

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Bamboo stick man shoes are better than horses, who is afraid? A smoky rain will be your life!

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The void is quickly filled with poetry and poetry, all kinds of fighting poems, war poems, crazy words, condensing various scenes, dense and dense, covering the sky and sun, some poems contain the power that can easily kill the light like the green warbler. .

Thousands of poems appeared together, even if you are thinking about your life, there are worries about life.

Poems attack.

Su Zhen was expressionless and took a big step towards the group of poetry scenes. "Thirteen Boxings of Zhenzong" cooperated with the four kinds of avenues and magical powers, rushing all the way, like a broken bamboo, bursting the poems one after another. But those bamboo slips glowed brightly, suddenly disappeared, and changed constantly, condensing new poetry.

Su Zhen once again cast off his blood and blood.

boom!

The change of the blood column of Tongtian was first transformed into a sea of ​​torrential blood, and then showed the appearance of the Buddha Kingdom of the sea of ​​clouds, and then under the attention of everyone, a third change occurred, and the sea of ​​blood reappeared!

Wow.

The sea of ​​blood rolled, and the raging waves hit the sky. A huge figure emerged from the sea of ​​blood, revealing a row of bone spurs, and gradually the entire body was exposed, the atmosphere of the ancient wilderness was vented, overwhelming the world, the fierce town of heaven and earth, and the resurrected eight-armed dragon! Head like a shrew, like a crocodile, with a bone spur on the back, and the scales are glowing

With a fierce and terrifying breath, the huge body is more than ten thousand meters, even in the dark red blood sea hiding the sky and the sun, it is still striking.

It lies there, symbolizing cruelty.

Wow.

The tsunami covered the sun, and the raging waves hit the sky. As the blood sea finally rolled, the entire body of the eight-armed dragon appeared, most notably the eight crocodile legs derived from its name, each of which was as thick as a column, with sharp claws! After the eight-armed dragon appeared completely, the blood sea rolled more and more fiercely.

He Zuijiu's momentum is the same.

Wan Shi was suddenly crushed.

"Cui Yingong, the poems you compiled are strong in this chapter, but they are not as good as the school motto of Shu Jiangchen. He was bombarded by me to the scum. Do you think you can stop it?" Su Zhen's hands fell in vain, and the blood collapsed with his actions The Armed Dragon brought a **** storm: "Only this blow will end your life."

boom!

Qi and blood fell down.

The sky collapsed, the sea of ​​blood fell, the eight-armed dragon raged on the world, the void collapsed, and the explosion continued.

The fist hasn't arrived yet, the fist intention can kill.

After Shu Jiangchen was locked by the eight-armed dragon, his breath was crushed, and the martial arts will collapse, just like falling into the sword realm of Jindan Jianxiu, and he could n’t get any fighting spirit. Cui Yingong did the same. The bright poems and songs are dimmed.

Some bamboo slips actually split directly.

After a joss stick.

Heaven and earth gradually became calm.

Su Zhen withdrew his qi and blood into his body, and then looked at the sky, with so many holes and devastated eyes, what about Cui Yingong? The second holy student of the Royal Academy, with a flesh and soul, was destroyed by the blood and blood.

Starting today--

There are only two students left at the Royal Academy!

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Nian Pingsheng, Zhai Qingluan, Jade Linglong, Green Warbler's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was shocked. Long Panzhi and Ren Jiao were also shocked by Su Zhen's thunder. The Royal College was a heavy loss this time. This guy is really a broom star. Wherever he went, he was turned upside down.

Su Zhen turned around and locked the six temples. The head of the thousand-bone Saint Son was sober and busy, complimenting: "Su Zhen's students are really arrogant, and Cui Yingong wants to subvert our union, but you are directly destroyed by you. Qiangu dares to believe that the future of our cooperation is bright!" The Temple of Bone is good at cost-effective planning, with the deepest city and the highest emotional intelligence.

But now the thousand-bone Saint Son speaks incoherently, only barely expressing his meaning, indicating that he was deeply scared by Su Zhen.

Baiwu, Mad Devil, Silver Shark, Hua Yan, and Frost dare not speak. Su Zhen looked at them, unmoved, indifferent, calm in tone, and said: "I am cooperating, and I will endure and endure, and let me give up again and again, why don't you know what to do? I really think your weight is so heavy, Su Someone must hold it? Su Zhen dares to kill anyone, and Yuanshen is not one or two, you

What do we count in my eyes, just like death like this? "

Uh. The faces of the six sons and daughters were instantly white.