Undead Emperor

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In the eyes of the public, a foot in the dark space crack is about the size of a house. Wearing black official boots, it seems that one foot can step on the entire South Square. After it appeared, the terror became stronger and stronger, forming a storm vortex visible to the naked eye.

Then--

The body of the master of the foot is revealed more and more, and finally a height is high. The old man in the sky descends on the South Square. The cracks in the space behind him disappear, but the grief that surrounds the body is like a twelve hurricane, turning into a tornado in the air. Raging.

Some buildings below were overturned.

In the South Square, the biggest people are welcome, the worst is the Yuanying Realm. Under this kind of power, even the kneeling is unstable, and the prowling prostrate on the ground, only the elite and above can still keep single Kneeling gesture.

Nian Ningsheng, Zhai Qingluan, Ren Jiao, and Yu Linglong couldn't hold on, and knelt towards the figure.

But with both eyes, he looked straight at the old man.

The old man's face was sullen, his cheeks were thin, his eyes were narrow, his nose was like an eagle's hook, and he looked like a wolf. Even if he didn't have the terror to suppress the South Square, he would know that he was a vicious man by looking at his appearance.

He is [Qian Jian, the Burial Master] Qin Jian, the first deputy dean of the Royal Academy and one of the founders!

He is a genuine ancient strongman.

"Welcome to the return of the old deputy dean." Under the leadership of a senior college leader, the teachers and students of the square shouted in unison, awe, excitement, and the joy of venturing in a hundred days, as if they saw Qin Jian. bright.

"Where is the rebellious Su Zhen." Qin Jian sounded like Hong Lei.

"Old Vice President Qi Qi." The senior officer of the college, with a terrifying look, gritted his teeth and said: "That guy made a big mistake, knowing that the college cannot stay for a long time, and has left. According to reliable information, he is currently hiding in the monster ancestral court of Dazhou."

"Demon Beast Ancestral Court?"

Qin Jian's eyes squinted into a slit, glaring, and chilling.

Of course, he knew that this place had a mysterious origin. The first-generation dean warned him a long time ago. Even if there is friction with the Kraken Emperor, the King of Light, and the High Priest, do n’t fight the ancestor of the demon, his The background is unfathomable.

Where to hide is a little troublesome.

"Senior deputy, this 100-day change occurred in Kyushu, and the seven demolished towns were damaged. There was a disaster and Su Zhen fought. I heard that some time ago, I rebelled against Su Zhen and the Kraken Emperor. I have fought. "The senior executive of the college, seeing that Qin Jian had scruples, proposed this incident.

Qin Jian frowned.

Demons?

Suppressing what's there is not annoying. "Help the old man to contact Wanzhong Building." Qin Jian said, since the small animal Su Zhen hid in the monster ancestral court and wanted to kill it by thunder, it was impossible for his confidant to know himself, and his strongest dharma was not far away. , Returning from the treasure hunt in the outer domain, the latest information on the endless mainland is seriously missing, first

Get a message from Wanzhong Building.

"Yes."

The senior officials of the college lead the order.

Qin Jian stepped into the void, surrounded by hurricanes, tornadoes, and other materialized terrorist powers. He walked toward the depths of the academy. Guan Qiusheng's office was the first master. After he left, the pressure disappeared, and the tutors and students who knelt on the ground all got up and read their lives, Zhai Qingluan, Ren Jiao, Yu Linglong, and Ape Ba Tian all stood up. Those who stood behind them had to follow Guan Qiusheng. , The student who Sikong Mingjing was right, heaved a sigh of relief, there was the rest of the life

a feeling of.

They are all afraid of retaliation. Fortunately, as Nian Pingsheng guessed, they were ants in Qin Jian's eyes, and it was not worth a glance. Of course, Nian Pingsheng believes that this includes too many people. At first, many students were persecuted by the First League, and some anger followed the standing team, forming a chamber anti-competitive situation.

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With so many students, Qin Jian must have scruples and dared not kill him.

"Senior, what next?"

Zhai Qingluan asked.

Nian looked at Dahuangzhou in his life and calmly said: "The party has come. The party leader will receive the news soon, don't worry about us."

...

[The Burial Master] The news of Qin Jian ’s coming is spreading across the land of Kyushu, tea houses, restaurants, streets and alleys as if he was inserting his wings, discussing the follow-up development of the matter, as well as making things by the bad guys, humiliating Su Zhen is a head down Turtle wants to use public pressure to force him out.

It's not too much to watch the excitement.

The warriors in the world are looking forward to a war.

...

At the same moment.

In the wilderness state, the ancestral garden of monsters and beasts, among the endless mountain ranges, a beautifully landscaped, lush vegetation, a secluded valley, with fallen leaves and lush weeds, and some small animals, birds and insects nest here.

A group of peace and quiet.

But if you look closely, you can find a dense grass-like humanoid shape, a mountain breeze blowing, revealing half of the face is Su Jin who has been closed for nearly a hundred days. He didn't have a breath, and his chest didn't lie down, like the old monk meditating, sitting and turning into a stone statue.

The clothes and shoes in the damp valley have been spoiled and have grown moss and mushrooms.

But his skin was hidden by streamer and energized. Even the thorns and vines with strong winding power could not touch his skin. He seemed to be integrated with the valley, and he seemed to be detached from the outside. The cultivation reaches the critical moment.

...

The vast expanse of fate——

Bright palace, secret room.

Titan, Calvary, Frost, Blaze, Purple Thunder, Gangfeng, Rainstorm, Fog, Nine Ground Balls pierced by sword gas, nailed to the ground, let the force field, Black Shark, Cold Wave, Divine Flame, Arc, Gang wind, rain and fog, no signs of breaking away.

Su Zhen went cross-legged and stared at the outside world.

outside.

A plucked string of Guqin plays, attracting a line of rhythm.

"It's only the last one." Su Zhen is in a good mood. The practice speed is far beyond his imagination. On average, it takes more than ten days to capture a law of the right way. The efficiency is surprisingly high. This is related to luck. Good luck.

"It should also be related to the trip to Bemu Gong."

Su Zhen secretly said. The luck is invisible and intangible. Only in the eternal kingdom of the dragon yard, the luck has manifested, proving that this thing really exists, and will gradually grow stronger as more adventures are obtained. Su Zhen never let go of any adventures, and took repeated risks. Frequently succeeded, the luck has virtually grown to

The level of terror, especially this trip to the Bemu Palace, is worth the sum of the previous hundred years. He guessed that even if he went to the barren mountains and volcanoes himself and jumped off the cliff to commit suicide, he would be caught by the branches, and then he would find the magic weapon in the cave.

The world often says ‘life’.

Life is born, and it is constantly changed by the day after tomorrow. "Huh?" Thinking about whether he had to step up his adventures to find adventures. Su Zhen seemed to find out, his eyes sharpened instantly, locked in the depths of the long river, and under his watch, a group of devastating things approached quickly.