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An Qisheng was careful.

But in the face of such a strange source of strangeness, we can't be too careful.

There is no aura of heaven and earth in the land of spirits, and the air of resentment can flow, but it does not mean that no resentment of air will be generated, but it cannot exist between heaven and earth.

But the zombies created by them, their souls are left in their blood, and the hatred and despair left after the flesh is instantly twisted can be used by the zombie king.

An Qisheng was convinced of his speculation.

It's also because the place where the magpies came is a vast and sparsely populated place like the Xiya Mountains. If it falls on Fuso Island, I am afraid that it will be full of blood and break the seal in an instant ...

So he was careful.

.......

hate!

hate!

hate!

Zombies are born of resentment from the heavens and the earth, and they are most ferocious and mad. For thousands of years, their hard work has been abolished.

Carried in the golden coffin, the sealer's burly, majestic body-like space rumbled.

Endless waves of blood rise like waves of blood, with countless ghost faces flickering inside, and every time they slap, they cry like hundreds of demons.

But no matter how he collided, how he struggled, howled, he could not shake the seal.

There was no light between the endless darkness and blood red.

"Do you still want to trap me for another thousand years ?!"

In the void mixed with darkness and crimson, the magpies roared and roared.

He was born with resentment, born with magical power, immortal and immortal. At the moment of his birth, he had evolved into a 30,000-mile zombie kingdom, becoming the top big demon under the ten days of the emperor.

In time, even if we go further, it is not impossible to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor Heaven, even stronger.

But it happened, that old thing.

The old thing with mortal body and unbelievable arrogance was clearly a mortal body, but his strength was more than a god. He sealed him for thousands of years.

A thousand years!

Since his birth, but in his early 1,000s, almost ninety-nine years have been spent in this seal!

In this millennium, he has consumed countless subordinates who have been sealed together, and devoured the essence and blood.

He can't wait another thousand years!

Hum ~

After another collision, a glimmer of light flashed through nothingness.

This gleam is extremely small, but it is so dazzling in the dimness where there is absolutely no light!

Did someone touch the seal? !!

As soon as Zhu Zhu's heart jumped, before he could think about it, he shouted angrily, and the blood waves rolled out like a tide!

Outside the golden coffin.

An Qisheng tore off the rune.

In a short time, the golden coffin trembled, and under the coffin board that burst open, a scarlet stench of blood rushed to the sky like a tide, and the evil magnetic field instantly spread for it. In an instant, it was necessary to cover the entire Xiya Mountains again!

This time, it was far more ferocious than the previous one.

Because the previous magnetic field was a spontaneous diffusion, but at this time, it was the initiative of the magpies!

Snapped!

The palm of Fu Yu's tear has not been lifted yet, and has been re-photographed. The yellowed Fu Yu's golden masterpiece has isolated the channel where blood is flowing out!

Tenths of a second!

This is the time it takes for the puppets to influence the outside world after the seal is removed.

In other words, in only one tenth of a second, this zombie king can turn the Hiya Mountains into a Shura field again!

Hum ~

The buzzing sound of the bronze bell echoed in the air, and the blood waves rising from the sky hit the snow like rain. The magnetic field that was not spreading was accompanied by a thunderbolt in the sky and disappeared without a trace.

And An Qisheng's eyes glowed with a touch of red.

Spiritual imprints began to gather.

boom!

In the golden coffin, the magpies were dizzy: "Hello, what happened?"

Scarlet eyes first appeared confused, but looking at the slightest emptiness, it turned into an indescribable anger!

shame!

shame!

You, have you been tricked?

who is it?

Who is it

Is that the one suspected to have a flying sword?

still is......

Bang!

In the nothingness, the magpies are incompetent and angry, hate mad: "Damn, ants, you **** it, you **** it !!!"

Suddenly, the roar stopped abruptly.

For a gleam of light emerged again.

As soon as the eyes of all the magpies were condensed, there was still no trace of hesitation. There was an endless stream of blood, and the resentment was like a thin volcano, and once again hit the spot where the light was!

Bang!

The blood waves rushed out of the moment, and the eyes of the owls were dark again.

As if head-on to the stars, he headed back:

"Do not!"

Endless anger filled the hearts, and the eyes of the magpies almost bleed.

...

Uh ~

Blood waves splattered to the ground, and the snow-capped mountains and rocks that had gone through tens of thousands of years of snow and snow had been corroded into a huge pit.

The stench spreads, the wind blows.

"call!"

An Qisheng sat cross-legged and spit out a long cloud of gas.

He slowly opened his eyes, a faint flash of red light flashed in his eyes.

In front of him, the purple wooden box was empty, enough to see that the great priest, Pygodan who practiced for one year, had been eaten clean by him.

It has been more than a month since Qinglong came to deliver supplies.

For more than a month, he has ripped the runes from as few as 30 times and hundreds of times a day, arousing the breath of Zhushou and slowly collecting his spiritual brand.

So far, it has begun to see efficacy.

Just the harder it gets.

After many temptations, tearing off a piece of Fuyu could not lead to the collision of the Fuyu, he had to increase his strength, two Fuyu, three Fuyu, until six Fuyu!

This is already the limit.

After the six Fuyus were torn off, the speed of the Zhuyu's impact was no longer subtle.

If it weren't for him always trying to dream first, his practice strength for more than a month has grown a lot, and I'm afraid that this moment of tearing off six runes, this zombie king will be out of trouble.

Rao is so, he cannot tear off seven runes at the same time.

That's too dangerous.

Only when his five internal organs are completely cultivated, his body is truly transformed, and he can bear the power of the explosion, can he be sure.

Uh ~

An Qisheng flipped over, tearing off six runes in a hurry.

The golden coffin trembled and buzzed, but no breath was leaked. Even with the passage of time, the golden coffin trembled more violently, but no blood waves rushed out, and there was no slight leakage of air.

"Just so many times before giving up?"

An Qisheng said to himself slightly.

He knew that the puppets could not give up the impact seal, just like a prisoner, none of them wanted to focus on the sun.

He was waiting for himself to tear another rune off.

Nine Zhang Fuyu went to the seventh, and it was almost impossible to seal this world zombie king.

Zhu Yan thought he was unclear, but in fact, An Qisheng knew it well.

Therefore, after sighing, he posted Fu Yu again and again.

The power of this falcon is not endless. In this sacred place, it can't last forever. At most less than two months, these falcons will completely disappear.

This is not the only way to bring Thunder back to 'Chong Neng'. The root of this amulet is the Taoism inside.

Since this month, An Qisheng has tried to induce thunder and lightning, but unfortunately, he can't supplement the enlightenment.

"Some trouble ..."

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

For more than a month, although the search for spiritual imprints has been unsatisfactory, his understanding of this zombie king has become more and more profound.

The zombie king born from this resentment is far more powerful and weird than the previous show.

If it is really out of trouble, even Xuan Xing, such a sacred place without the slightest aura of heaven and earth, may not be able to trap it.

Because Xuan Xing is not really sparsely populated.

Xuanxing has more people than the previous earth, up to nearly 20 billion yuan.

The soul of 20 billion souls is enough to support his short-term activities.

At least, before the death of the creature above the black star, he will not die.

But wanting to destroy it completely is not so simple, because the divine difference of this rune lies in the Taoist enlightenment, and the energy is only the means to save and motivate that Taoist enlightenment.

This rune itself is not an indestructible, eternal thing.

In fact, An Qisheng, who has touched this type of amulet more than once, knows that although the paper making these amulets is tougher than any paper on Xuan Xing, it is just paper.

Burning fire, sinking in the sea, outer space, and even flying to solar orbit are not feasible.

Not that this zombie king is indestructible, but any method, before the golden coffin melts, Fu Lu will disappear first.

Want to destroy it completely, only go to the world where he is.

Tracing the source, perhaps we can find a way to completely destroy a zombie king.

........

In the golden coffin, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com Zhu Xi's burly body was lying in the midst of nothingness, and blood flowed like a tide to support his body, with countless twisted grimace among them.

Just more than a month ago, the sea of ​​blood became thinner, and the grimace became scarce.

There was a slight desolation in the strangeness.

So shameful, so playful ...

Watching the light disappear and it doesn't light up again.

The magpies slowly sank in the blood, the scarlet eyes slowly closed, and the heart's subtle intentions flashed.

No matter who you are.

This seat must crush your ashes and twist your soul,

Torture you a thousand,

Do not,

a thousand years! !! !!

........

"A picture of the road ..."

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and the missing spirit in the perspective was imprinted with a faint red light under the brilliance of Tao Yitu:

"Can the world's imprint be captured in the incomplete spiritual imprint?"

Hum ~

Tao Yitu exudes time like water:

[The main intention of the figure is to consume 100 points of road power, searching for world coordinates ....... Searching ....... Search completed]

[Searching for incomplete world coordinates, you can expend power to dreams]

Dao Yitu's response came quickly. Almost An Qisheng's thoughts had already responded.

"Can I dream?"

An Qisheng's heart moved: "What are the consequences?"

[Due to incomplete world coordinates, the goal of dreaming cannot be determined, the world of dreaming cannot be determined, and the result of dreaming cannot be determined ...]

Lost thousands of miles.

For a moment, world coordinates are chaotic, and there is no place to go.

[Does the owner consume 66,000 points of power into the dream? 】

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