rich and powerful son-in-law

Chapter 3693
"Great Emperor, High Priest, I promised you earlier to give Quebec Yousha a chance to live..."

After talking about the business, Chen Tang thought of Yousha, Quebec, and after cupping his fists, he suddenly changed his subject: "It's not that I broke my promise, but that he was rebellious, and he didn't take this opportunity seriously at all. In the end, he was bombarded and killed. It's your own fault!"

"The old man has already sensed..."

When this matter was mentioned, the High Priest also had a look of helplessness on his face. He shook his head and sighed: "His temperament has been rebellious, and he has been like this since he was a child. In fact, we have already expected such a result."

"However, after all, we are of the same generation. Although the Great Emperor and I have different temperaments with him, we don't have much friendship. For the sake of the same clan, we can help, so we can't just sit idly by..."

"call out!"

After the last words were spoken, the high priest swung his right hand suddenly, and a blood-green glow shot away in an instant.

This gloomy light swelled against the storm, but within a short time it had turned into a blood-green silk banner about the size of Zhang Zhang, fluttering in the wind, and at first glance, it was somewhat similar to the secular Maoshan School's Summoning Soul Banner.

Chen Tang could clearly sense a special aura emanating from the silk banners hanging in mid-air and stretched in the wind from this side, radiating towards the entire Nether World Sea.

This breath is very similar to the blood breath of the Quebec clan, but it is different...

"This is our clan's battle flag. It originated from Kuizu. It has been passed down from generation to generation. It is kept by the high priest of the ancestral temple..."

Seeing that Chen Tang was a little puzzled, the high priest explained a few words: "During the last chaos catastrophe, countless Quebec warriors fought in the starry sky, splashing blood in a foreign land, and Kuizu made this battle flag with his own hands. Collect the lingering souls of the Quebec warriors in the middle, extinguish their grievances, and dissipate in the world."

"But now, what the old man wants to do is just the opposite. It is to use the blood will of the clan in the Quebec battle flag to gather all the fragments of resentful souls that have not been scattered in the quiet sands of Quebec. If he is lucky, he may have the opportunity to use another A form of life remains between heaven and earth, not completely annihilated..."

"call out!"

"Whoa..."

As his words resounded, blood-red glows gathered in the void of the boundary sea in all directions, as if they had been summoned and attracted by some kind, and they all poured into this area, about the size of zhang, like silk banners. Among the Quebec battle flags.

"Cruel..."

After a while, there was a stern and ferocious whistling sound from the silk banner, and a figure rushed out from it, his whole body was full of blood.

This figure does not have a flesh and blood body, nor is it a dead spirit. It is just a resentful soul temporarily condensed from the fragments of resentment with the help of the blood of the Quebec battle flag.

Although he is in the shape of a human, his face and appearance are vaguely similar to Quebec Yousha, but it is quite bleak, giving people a feeling that the hurricane will dissipate...

"There's only so much this old man can do. He can barely use the fragments of his resentment to gather a remnant soul..."

The high priest turned his head to look at Chen Tang, and said earnestly, "If there is no body and the baptism of Jiehai's will, this remnant soul will soon dissipate, and I hope you will give him another chance!"

Having already talked about this, Chen Tang really couldn't save face.

More importantly, this is just a remnant soul condensed by Quebec Yousha's lingering resentment after his death. Even if the memory does not disappear completely, it is definitely incomplete, so it won't be possible to hate Chen Tang again.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, he nodded slightly, and quickly activated the blood eye brand in his body while thinking.

"Om..."

In the extremely high sky in the central region of the Boundary Sea, there was a low humming sound, and fine waves and ripples appeared in a corner of the void, reaching as high as ten thousand feet, and the ghostly blood eyes with blood glow slowly appeared.

"call out!"

In the next moment, a blood-colored beam of light shot out from Nether Blood Eyes, covering the remnant souls in the void in front of the Quebec Battle Banner...

"Cruel..."

"call out!"

"Whoa..."

This is clearly baptizing the remnant soul with the world will of the Nether World Sea, and one can see wisps of black smoke rising from the remnant soul, directly annihilating into nothingness.

Needless to say the pain of this process, the remnant soul shrouded in the blood-colored beam of light let out an incomparably shrill howl.

At the same time, there were a lot of sharp piercing sounds coming from all directions in the huge boundary sea, and cold bones filled with a thick and dead air were captured from the bottom of the boundary sea and automatically merged into the blood-colored beam of light.

There are countless such cold bones, in different shapes, big and small, but within a short time, they condense into a nine feet tall, blood-black bone body.

At this time, the baptism of the remnant soul by Jie Hai's will also ended. With the retraction of the bloody beam of light, the remnant soul also got into the nine-foot-high skeleton body, and the hollow and dark double orbits In the middle, two flames of the dark consciousness were ignited in an instant, and the breath soared...

Holy Land!

Half step holy king!

Holy King Realm!
Up to the half-step holy emperor of the sixteenth senior level...

"Roar!"

In the blink of an eye, a powerful skeleton half-emperor was born out of thin air, with an extremely ferocious aura. After raising his head and roaring, he stomped his feet and rushed towards Chen Tang. The power in his body was fully mobilized, and he punched out...

Although his memory had been wiped out, the remnant soul still had hostility towards Chen Tang in his subconscious mind, so he immediately targeted Chen Tang the moment the skeleton battle was completed, and vented his fierce power.

"You bastard, are you still awake?"

"call out!"

Upon seeing this scene, the High Priest's figure was shocked, and his complexion darkened, and he immediately sternly reprimanded him. At the same time, a blood-green light shot out from the Quebec battle flag stretched in the wind over the boundary sea. Out, submerged into the head of this half-emperor skeleton.

This ray of blood-green light is just the power of the ethnic blood condensed from the Quebec battle flag, which is enough to completely wipe out the last ray of subconsciousness left in the remnant soul of Quebec Yousha.

Sure enough, as the blood-green glow sank into his head and disappeared, the Half-Emperor Skeleton came to an abrupt stop immediately, and the two twinkling flames of consciousness in his eyes showed a sense of bewilderment.

But this daze quickly disappeared, and was gradually replaced by a touch of firmness and fierceness, as if the eyes of flesh and blood creatures were focused again, and a certain consciousness had a support and direction again.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

In the next moment, the half-emperor skeleton with a huge body of nine feet was striding forward, but after a while, it had arrived in front of Chen Tang and stood still a hundred feet away.

In the end, he clasped his fists together and knelt down to Chen Tang on one knee, and a more powerful voice came out of his mouth: "Ming slave... pay homage to my lord!"

(End of this chapter)