The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

The tombstone conveyed a strange power, which was wrapped around the arm like a spiritual snake. Then, a terrifying rebound force swept out from the tombstone and bounced towards Song Xing's arm.

Song Xing was caught off guard and was thrown backwards by the rebounding force of the tombstone, hitting the ground with a dull sound. His body stiffened and he couldn't move.

"What's going on? Why do I suddenly feel that I can't use my body, and the blood in my body can't flow. Even the monk's magic power can't be mobilized."

Song Xing looked around with horror.

Just when he looked around, he could clearly see that gray ripples were spreading in the void, quickly moving towards the entire tomb and wrapping it up.

Under the ripples, everything that exists will completely perish.

These gray ripples, like substance, covered the tomb and surrounded the entire tomb. The gray mist condensed out of thin air and turned into a huge gray coffin.

On the coffin, one can clearly see a group of hideous and terrifying corpses.

Looking closely, these corpses all exuded a strong evil aura, and some even gave off a smell of decay. These corpses were obviously buried in the wilderness, on the battlefield, and born in blood.

This kind of corpse is an ominous sign. The people buried inside have no idea what kind of monster they will turn into after death.

On the coffin, a huge portal emerged. In the portal, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes peering into the outside world.

The stone door of the tomb has been slowly closed, completely isolating the entire tomb from the outside world.

At this moment, suddenly, a cold light flashed through Song Xing's mind, and a strong sense of crisis emerged in an instant. His scalp went numb and he quickly dodged to the side.

All he heard was a sharp blade streaking across his neck, slitting his throat, revealing a hideous wound, and bright red blood spurting out.

A dark feather appeared strangely on his shoulder. There was a faint light on that feather. It exudes a terrible smell of death.

"So fast."

If he had not reacted instinctively at the most urgent moment, I am afraid that his head would have been chopped off with a knife and he would have died on the spot.

Who is this?
Song Xing's mind was shaken, his eyes widened involuntarily, and he looked into the void.

A cold nasal sound came from the void. All he saw was the white-bone Ghost Emperor in green robes standing in the void, a jade sword hanging on his chest, and a bronze mask on his face, covering his face.

Only a pair of eyes filled with murder were revealed, and a terrifying murderous aura emanated from his body crazily.

Song Xing had a solemn look on his face, and he was even more vigilant in his heart.

Being able to sneak up on him silently without him being aware of it was simply more deadly than a sneak attack. At this moment, the threat brought to him by the White Bone Ghost Emperor is even stronger. This strong oppression is stronger than the deterrent it brought to him before.

Just when he was looking at the Bone Ghost Emperor, the Bone Ghost Emperor had already waved the long knife in his hand again. This sword struck out with a fierce and domineering power. Vast power was conveyed from the blade. Wherever the sword power passed, streaks of sword energy shot out. He slashed at Song Xing's head.

Song Xing didn't hesitate, slapped out with a palm, and blasted towards Daogang.

With a palm shot, he saw that the sword struck by the White Bone Ghost Emperor shattered on the spot, and Song Xing also took advantage of the situation and took two or three steps back.

"What a hard body."

Song Xing secretly shuddered in his heart.

Without saying a word, the Bone Ghost Emperor waved his blade and continued to kill Song Xing.

Song Xing's own martial arts skills are extremely superb, especially his physical body, which is extremely tough and tempered, and he can explode with huge power with every move of his hands and feet. Although the White Bone Ghost Emperor is cruel and violent, he is not stupid. The power of each slash is extremely terrifying. But every time, Song Xing blocked him at various tricky angles.

Face to face again and again, without any sign of defeat.

"Good guy, the White Bone Ghost Emperor is indeed fierce enough. He is so strong that he can resist my physical body without losing. Where did this guy come from?"

Song Xing couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder in his heart.

The White Bone Ghost Emperor's strength was so powerful that it reached a terrifying level.

After a collision, the White Bone Ghost Emperor's robe was torn apart, revealing a pale white armor. The body shook and disappeared strangely. When he reappeared, he suddenly appeared behind Song Xing.

This knife was fast and swift, without any warning. In the blink of an eye, the knife penetrated Song Xing's waist and abdomen, and streams of blood spurted out on the spot. Song Xing groaned in pain.

A punch struck the Bone Ghost Emperor, but a strong force was actually transmitted from the fist. His arm trembled violently, almost dislocating, and then he grabbed the long knife.

With a crisp cracking sound, the green blade was crushed into pieces.

"Hey, what you are wearing on your hand can actually weaken the power of the weapon in my hand. No wonder you have been entangled with me for so long." The Bone Ghost Emperor saw the ring on Song Xing's finger, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyebrows. murmured to himself.

The Bone Ghost Emperor let out a strange laugh, and the sword in his hand flashed.

A sharp knife mark instantly appeared on Song Xing's body. Blood sprayed out, staining his clothes red.

His body staggered, being pushed and thrown backward by a brute force, and he fell to the ground.

"What a weird movement technique. The speed is astonishing. There is almost no trace."

Song Xing's face darkened slightly, and he looked at the Bone Ghost Emperor with even more fear. He was certain that if the knife had not been blocked, his body would have been cut open and chopped into two pieces. This weird method is too terrifying.

Just when he was about to stand up, he heard a burst of sound coming from behind him.

A gust of cold wind blew over and appeared behind him in the blink of an eye. The cold wind strangely lifted up the cloak behind Song Xing and wrapped it around his body. At the same time, a black light continued to expand in his pupils.

In that black light, one could vaguely see a skeleton inside, holding sharp claws and emitting a cold air.

Seeing this scene, Song Xing's heart beat violently and the hairs all over his body stood up instantly.

Almost like a conditioned reflex, he stretched out his palm, spread his fingers, and grabbed behind him. His fingers were like hooks, as if he wanted to pierce the air.

The black light actually fell directly on Song Xing's five fingers. The five fingers suddenly made the sound of metal twisting and breaking. The black light contained some kind of strange power. Let Song Xing's attack be resolved directly.

Before Song Xing could regain his footing, he saw a powerful impact directly hitting his back. The black light was unpredictable and constantly changing its direction. It was so weird that it was hard to guard against. Once it falls, you will definitely be injured. Moreover, this force was so powerful that Song Xing's entire body was blasted forward and flew several meters away. A mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth.

Song Xing was secretly surprised, but he didn't have any fear or timidity.

At this moment, all he saw was a piece of sword light roaring in front of him, and a bright sword light bloomed from the sword light. This sword light is very strange, it seems to contain endless resentment, evil spirit, resentment, death, and evil spirits gathered together to form a terrifying mountain of corpses.

The corpse mountain was densely covered with countless corpses.

In the center of the corpse, stood a tall man with a strong evil spirit exuding from his whole body. Wearing a heavy battle robe and holding a sword in his hand, his eyes flashed with a fierce light. With a slash of the knife, the surrounding space was violently distorted. (End of chapter)