The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Haha, you have a knife, where is your knife?" Xue Shura joked.

Xiao Chen looked at Xue Shura like he was looking at an idiot: "You goddamn mentally handicapped, don't you know that there is a state called, there is no sword in your hand, but you have a sword in your heart. At this moment, the Great Emperor is a human and a sword, commonly known as a sword man .”

"Fortunately, this emperor doesn't use swords." Xiao Chen was really thankful for his decision to use a sword at the beginning, after all, the name "sword man" is really indecent.

However, Blood Shura's focus does not seem to be on the word "sword man", "Arrogant and ignorant little thing, you will never know the meaning of the word emperor, you are an insult to the emperor, your arrogance is very successful pissed me off."

"Worshiping the strong, the brain is full of muscles." Xiao Chen thought of the few comments about the Shura clan in the book.

"The majesty of the great emperor should not be offended, die for your ignorance." The runes around Blood Shura's body began to swim, constantly forming strange pictures all over his body.

Xiao Chen was still a little weird in his heart, after all, he was a real emperor, and the blood Shura in front of him seemed to be a loyal fan of the emperor.

Feeling the murderous and hostile aura on Xue Shura's body, Xiao Chen laughed, a strange wave suddenly spread from his body, and ripples began to appear in the surrounding air, like a naughty child thrown on the calm water. a pebble.

This ripple instantly spread to the entire Minghai City.

Xiao Chen slowly raised his right hand that was held in vain, and let out a soft moan.

"Would you like to come?"

As soon as the words fell, a white light rose from the top of Phoenix Mountain, flying towards Xiao Chen's direction at top speed.

...

On the top of Phoenix Mountain, a man in blue looked at the sky, holding a narrow knife in his hand.

The narrow knife is named Wujian.

Wujian is Avici Hell, the eighth of the eight great hells, and the most bitter one among the eight great hells.

Legend has it that the ghosts who were thrown into Avici Hell cannot escape, because there is no reincarnation, so they will suffer in hell forever.

Tsing Yi gently caressed Wu Jian's handle, and looked up at the two giants, one red and one black in the sky, with a dignified expression.

Behind Tsing Yi stood an elegant man in a tunic suit, "Tsing Yi, what do you think?"

"Stand and watch."

The elegant man squatted on the ground and drew circles: "Hehe, you are still so humorous."

Tsing Yi observed for a while, then sat cross-legged on the ground, laying Wu Jian flat on his knees.

Seeing this, the elegant man nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?"

"Standing is tiring." Tsing Yi replied indifferently.

"Woo."

The refined man resisted the urge to vomit blood, and walked back and forth on the edge of the cliff.

Suddenly a little white flashed in the elegant man's eyes, and he looked down curiously.

A small white flower blooms on a stone wall, fresh and elegant, indifferent to the world.

The elegant man walked down curiously and looked at the cute little flower in front of him. The surrounding area of ​​Phoenix Mountain is dead, and life is already dead. Why is this little white flower still blooming.

The refined man was a little puzzled, and slowly brought his nose closer.

"Who are you."

When the nose was about to touch the white flower, a soft girl's voice sounded in the refined man's mind, and the refined man jumped up immediately as if being pricked by a needle.

Looking left and right, he couldn't find the source of the sound. The elegant man thought that there was something wrong with his ears, so he picked his ears and said to himself: "It must be because I have been with that guy for too long, and I have hallucinations due to too much pressure."

"Did you see my dad?"

The soft female voice sounded again, but this time it was heard clearly. The refined man looked at the little white flower and ran away in fright.

"Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi, there are monsters."

After climbing back to the top of the mountain, the elegant man rushed towards Tsing Yi, shouting as he ran, "Qing... Tsing Yi, there are monsters and a talking flower under the cliff!"

At this time, Tsing Yi gently put his right index finger on his lips, signaling the elegant man to silence.

Seeing Tsing Yi's appearance as if facing a formidable enemy, the refined man's heart tightened, what could make Tsing Yi look like this.

Who is Tsing Yi Hou? The only known peerless master of "Breaking Heaven Realm" in China, the leader of the human group, although there are only two people in the human group, he and Tsing Yi.

Moreover, Qing Yihou was the only one who survived the "Fengshen Ya's War" that year.

Back then, the Fengshenya incident caused almost all of China's top combat power to be killed or injured, and the surrounding forces were ready to move. Blood flowed from all sides in Tsing Yihou who killed one person at a time.

From then on, everyone used to call this man Tsing Yi Death.

But it's just such a character, but at this moment he looks like an enemy, which makes the elegant man not nervous.

Tsing Yi Hou stared at the knife on his knee tightly, at this time the refined man also noticed Wu Jian's abnormality.

The knife that had killed an unknown number of people was trembling non-stop at this moment.

He trembled unceasingly, as if he was afraid, and as time went on, the amplitude of the uninterrupted trembling became larger and larger.

"Bang."

Wu Jian unexpectedly came out of his body without authorization, the long and narrow blade was white and bright, just like Wang Qiuhong.

There was a sound like a dragon's chant from the blade, and a white light flew towards the sky without a trace.

"Qingyi, why did Wujian suddenly lose control?" the elegant man asked worriedly?

"Someone borrowed a knife."

...

Xiao Chen held a white narrow knife in his hand, and he placed the knife across his chest.

With a knife in hand, Xiao Chen's aura underwent an astonishing change, and a sense of boundless desolation erupted in Xiao Chen's body.

Like an old pine standing on the top, it has seen the clouds rising and falling, and all the world's various states.

At this moment, the Heaven-swallowing Python under Xiao Chen's feet began to dissipate at an extremely fast speed, and boundless black energy crazily injected towards the white narrow knife.

A towering black giant figure appeared behind Xiao Chen.

The giant black shadow has long hair, a long gown, and a long black knife.

A group of dazzling rays of light rose slowly on the phantom's left shoulder, like the sun that blessed the earth.

Then a group of blue rays of light rose from the right shoulder of the phantom, elegant and elegant, indistinguishable from the world.

The long black knife in Xuying's hand began to tremble unceasingly, and the black air flowed through the blade like a dragon entering the sea.

"In the mighty world, there was once an emperor who carried the sun and the moon on his shoulders, swung his sword across the nine heavens, and ran for hundreds of thousands of miles with his domineering sword intent."

The black giant slowly raised the illusory long knife in his hand, all the brilliance in the world was eclipsed at this moment, and it seemed that there was only this knife left in the world.

"The world's winds and clouds came out of my generation, and once I entered the mortal world, I was reminded of the years. In the chat and laughter of Hongtu Dominance, I can't get drunk in the world."

Xiao Chen gently swung the narrow knife in his hand, the wind was calm and there was no abnormal phenomenon.

"I'm a swordsman." Xiao Chen said this very solemnly, as if he was explaining his identity to the world.

The huge black shadow behind Xiao Chen also swung the knife casually with Xiao Chen's movement, and when the knife fell, the huge black shadow shattered and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Blood Shura felt the changes in the world. After Xiao Chen swung the knife, Xue Shura's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly reached out and inserted his hand into his chest, where there was a strange picture scroll composed of runes.

A black long spear was pulled out by Xue Shura from the picture scroll. The black long spear was unpretentious, but carried a murderous aura soaring to the sky.

The black spear smashed into the air in front of him with boundless blood.

Everything in the world began to freeze, Xue Shura's huge body stood still in the air, and the black spear in his hand stopped abruptly only half way through.

"What's the name of this trick?" Xue Shura inserted the black spear back into the scroll on his chest.

Xiao Chen turned around and floated towards the ground. Hearing Xue Shura's words, Xiao Chen didn't turn his head back, and faintly uttered a few words from his mouth.

"Who will kill the skeleton under the lamp?"

There is an RNG game today, I'm going to watch the game