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Outside the imperial city.

The vast mountains.

The dragon veins are winding, mysterious and unpredictable.

In the depths of the endless mountains, a green path of light slowly emerged, mysterious and unpredictable, like an ancient mysterious road, extending from an incredible direction.

Gululu...

The sound of the bronze wheels turning slowly came out. A rusty bronze chariot slowly drove from the end of the green light path. On both sides of the light path, countless shadowy shadows appeared, whispering to each other, and there was a burst of mouth. There were mysterious and unpredictable voices, like talking across the surface of the water, like someone's unconscious dreams, and some kind of strange mockery...

A burst of strange sounds sounded on both sides of the Yin Road, making people panicked, wanting to look back...

But this ancient bronze chariot was unmoved, and it was still moving forward slowly.

Inside the chariot, there were bursts of low coughing, and it seemed that someone had suffered serious internal injuries.

The front and rear of the chariot are crowded with a large number of strong men.

There are more than a dozen old antiques, quietly following.

These old antiques are all wounds and look wilted. Some have broken their arms, some have bandages on their bodies, and some of their left cheeks have disappeared. The brain tissue inside can be clearly seen, and they are slowly beating. …

But even so, he is still alive.

These old antiques are all in the later stage of the celestial rank to the realm of the great perfection of the celestial rank...

"Cough cough cough..."

Inside the chariot, coughing continued to sound like he had tuberculosis.

On the top of the carriage, a black flag was inserted, hunting and flying.

There are two big red letters written on it.

【Eight Kings】.

Gululu...

The bronze chariot continued to walk forward slowly. When passing a gloomy mountain range, a monk wearing a cassock and a smiling face appeared here, seeming to have been waiting for a long time.

The monk's face was young, but his eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life, and he held a mouthful of bone beads in his hand. In addition to being a bit extraordinary, he was also a bit strange.

"Amitabha, good and good!"

The monk smiled slowly.

The walking bronze chariot suddenly stopped.

The carriage driver who drove the cart, his eyes sank, and a hoarse voice came out, "The devil is crossing the sea of ​​bitterness!"

"Several benefactors, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning around is the shore!"

The monk smiled.

"Huh!"

The coachman snorted, his eyes were cold, and he said hoarsely, "You monk knows who is sitting in this chariot?"

"Cough cough cough..."

A violent cough came from the carriage, and an abnormally exhausted voice sounded, "Yin slave, don't be rude, the holy monk is here to stop me, there must be important things, please tell the holy monk!"

"Good, good!"

The monk let go of the Buddha's name, and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness, the little monk gave you the Three-Day Immortal Pill, have you ever taken it?"

A cough came from inside the carriage, and after a while, he said, "Take it!"

"Buddha says that everything is predestined and everything is determined. Anyone who obeys my three-day immortality pill will be saved by me and become my devil. Your Majesty, the Eight Kings, we should go on the road!"

The monk smiled.

"You want to save me?"

A cold voice came from inside the carriage, saying, "This king once went against the sky and conquered the gods. He was used to seeing countless gods fall, and he also traversed the underworld. After nine deaths, you want to save me? Let me admit my fate, and you think this king will promise. Is it? If he admits his fate, this king would not steal the power of the gods back then!"

The young monk smiled slightly and said, "A few lives and deaths, like this in ancient times and now, so why obsessed with your Highness, follow the little monk, it may not be a dead end, but if you don't go with the little monk, it will be the real dead end!"

"Holy monk, is there something big outside?"

The Eight Kings suddenly asked hoarsely.

"When the little monk saw the warlords in the imperial city, a mysterious strong man appeared and wanted to punish the prince. Now I am afraid that the prince is already dead.

The monk smiled.

"Are you saying that this king is going to die at the hands of those people?"

Bawang's tone was colder.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

The monk smiled.

"Cough cough cough..."

Inside the carriage, there was a violent coughing sound, and the voice of the Eight Kings laughed darkly, saying, "This king does not believe me, this king only believes in my fate, I can't help it. In the past, everyone said that I would die. But I survived. Not only did I survive, but I also enjoyed the glory of a thousand years and avoided the three shortcomings and five evils. This king just wants to tell you that man will conquer the sky, the holy monk, you can't save me, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and this king will do it. Shattered, life and death will die, this king will start a new road!"

"Why should your Highness be persistent?"

The monk smiled.

"Enough, holy monk, go away!"

Bawang's tone turned cold.

"Drive!"

The coachman drove the carriage and continued on.

Gululu...

The bronze wheels turned, slowly moving forward on the green light path.

There is only one young monk left in the same place.

Brush!

Behind him, a white light flashed, and a throne made of white bones emerged. It was extremely strange, and a voice came from within the throne.

"Monk, can you really tell that he is going to die?"

"Amituo Buddha, benefactor, you are destined to my Buddha, why not put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away?"

The monk smiled and looked at the bone throne.

The Bone Throne sneered, "You monk is really full of nonsense."

It turned into a white light and went away again.

The imperial palace is blessed by a great array of luck, and wanting to assassinate the prince is tantamount to a joke. This monk speaks nonsense and is really unreliable. Even if the **** is resurrected, he must kill the prince under the great fortune, which is almost impossible to do. To.

…

Far away.

The bronze wheels rolled forward.

The coachman frowned and whispered, "Master, what the monk said is true? The prince was really killed?"

A deep cough came from inside the carriage, and the eight kings said coldly, "The third, fifth, and seventh are dead, and the great fortune has dissipated more than half of the time. Even if the prince is killed at this time, it doesn’t matter. Moreover, the monk’s words have always been Half-truths, half-truths, I don’t know how many people have suffered a big loss. The king’s heart is as strong as iron. No matter what the future is, he can’t stop him!”

The coachman nodded quietly and moved on.

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Within the imperial city.

The Great Elder and the Second Elder of the Fear Gate all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, their eyes were suspicious, and they looked up into the sky.

The huge purple light cauldron suddenly disappeared, and they all thought that the heavenly people had left.

Now it seems that the other party hasn't left at all!

It was still in the air, but it was hidden from everyone's sight.

This method is really weird.

I just don't know how the other party will kill the prince?

The prince is the crown prince of the East Palace. He has unlimited luck and is almost immortal. He wants to kill him unless he can also destroy the great luck!

The other direction.

The Lord of the Palace of Destruction also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looking far away.

Heavenly Court, really is the mysterious Heavenly Court!

He knew that the other party would not leave.

Such a big fanfare but suddenly left, it is not like their style at all.

The seven undead monsters who were fleeing all stopped suddenly, their eyes were surprised, and looked up at the sky.

Didn't go?

The Heavenly Man is still there?

Their hearts were tumbling, they still didn't believe in the heavenly people, and they continued to flee to the distance.

In the midair, the two corpses of Yin and Yang quickly landed on a tower in the distance, looking suspiciously, looking towards the sky.

The entire palace was silent again.

Everyone's eyes looked over.

In the high altitude, the strange eyes of the two heavenly realms glanced around, looking for Qi Yun's trace, but the strange thing was that only the sound came out, but there was no more breath.

Below.

The King of Ghosts also looked into the air with his empty eyes, and there was a strange light in his eye sockets.

For some reason, it suddenly felt like a panic.

This feeling, apart from the catastrophe of the year, seems to have never felt...

It doesn't understand why it feels like this tonight.

The blood-robed ancestors got Qi Yun's voice transmission for the first time, his expression changed, and he hurried away outside the palace.

"Fan, hurry up!"

Sect Master Fan Mu looked suspicious. Seeing the blood-robed ancestors and them leaving, he hurriedly followed and said, "Blood-robed brother, don't you stay to see the excitement?"

"You will die if you stay, hurry up!"

The blood-robed ancestor shouted in a low voice.

A group of people left quickly.

Seeing them evacuating, the others also reacted suddenly and rushed out hurriedly.

The greedy wolf star had already said that he didn't want to hurt the innocent, and asked them to retreat quickly. At this time, no one would doubt the other party's words.

If he stays, he is regarded as a prince’s comrade, and he is killed, wouldn’t it be wronged?

Seeing the group of heroes evacuating quickly, the prince's eyes were cold, and he shouted, "Stop them, no one is allowed to go, and ruin the palace, all are death crimes, what kind of heaven, hiding their heads and revealing their tails, but this is the case, kill me, no one is allowed to let go! "

Everyone around him suddenly shouted and rushed towards them.

Although the other princes and princes were suspicious, they screamed and ordered the killing.

The war that had just stopped suddenly broke out again.

Countless old antiques in the imperial city and the imperial forest army are shouting to kill.

The prime minister Xiao Yutian looked suspicious, not sure whether the words of the greedy wolf star king just now were true or false, but when he was hesitating whether to pursue and kill, suddenly, in the high sky, purple air was powerful, illuminating the night sky.

It is like a long purple river, traversing the imperial city, with a radius of eight hundred miles.

In the entire imperial city, everyone was under this vast purple air.

The fleeing people were shocked again and looked up.

A mysterious figure emerged, high above, with cold eyes looking down, like an eternal master, overlooking the earth.

The two weird statues high in the sky suddenly looked back, saw Qi Yun, suddenly screamed, and continued to pounce.

But at this moment!

Boom!

The heavens and the earth faded, the situation changed, and a great power suddenly appeared, and endless dark clouds gathered, covering the high sky in an instant, covering all the purple energy.

The thunder roared, rumbling ears, like the invisible **** of anger, and like the high **** king roaring, thousands of thunder and lightning appeared instantly, violently in the thundercloud.

The terrible Tianwei directly pierced into the depths of human bones.

The two strangers who had just pounced on Qi Yun suddenly showed horror, and felt their souls suddenly dispersed in the thunder of thunder.

They screamed in horror and hurried to leave, but the endless dazzling thunder tribulation blasted down in an instant, and the entire high sky was as bright as day.

Puff puff!

The weirdness of the mid-level sky was under the terrifying majesty of the sky, without a hum, it exploded instantly and turned into blue smoke.

The endless sea of ​​thunder roared down, as if the world was destroyed.

The people below all showed horror.

"Run for your life!"

Boom!

Such a scene is extremely terrifying, the sea of ​​thunder rushing down, the sky seems to have collapsed, black ink, electric snakes dancing, the sound is deafening, directly in the bones of human beings.

This is a scene of destruction of the world.

Unlike the thunder and lightning controlled by the old **** before, the thunder and lightning of the old **** was generated by his own ability, but now the thunder and lightning contains the majesty of the sky, which is the anger of the heaven against the person who is against the sky.

Every thunder and lightning is different from before!

Everyone in the entire palace stared in horror, it was incredible.

"Protect the prince!"

The old **** screamed.

Boom!

The terrible thunder sea blasted down, and immediately the palace exploded, and countless imperial troops instantly turned into ashes.

Pieces of old antiques were hit by the terrifying thunder light all over in pitch black, screamed sorrowfully, desperately shot to resist, bright rays of light blasted towards the sky.

But one scene after another appeared. As they bombarded them wildly, the terrorist lightning suddenly became more violent, and even these lightning seemed to have consciousness. The more they bombed, the more terrifying they attracted.

"Help!"

The three elders of the bamboo forest roared in horror.

While they frantically resisted, they flee in panic, but the terrifying thunder and lightning were chasing them and killing them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sea of ​​thunder is endless, destroying all the way, wrapping them in, and instantly blasting down, I don't know how much, at first they can resist a few times, and in the end, they are completely scorched.

Not only them, but the old antiques, princes, and princes from other parties all suffered the bombardment.

Attack indiscriminately!

Everyone was under the terrifying thunder sea, screamed screaming and exploded, no matter what form they turned into, none of them.

Some people turned into shadows, some turned into petals, some turned into soil, and some turned into rain, but under the thunder sea, they soon showed themselves, screamed bitterly, and began to resist.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thunder Tribulation was even more terrifying, and the world seemed to explode.

The prince also endured the endless thunder and tribulations. His luck was overwhelmed. It should have been a thousand tribulations, but now the thunder and lightning are abnormally terrifying, containing heavenly power, and madly blasting downward.

He wanted to make a move personally to resolve ~www.readwn.com~ but it was because of one move, like stabbing a hornet's nest, the endless thunder and lightning directly screamed down, drowning towards him.

He roared again and again, the power of the endless **** burst out, and his body was like a volcanic eruption. He even took out a mouthful of the Emperor's artifact and blasted towards the sky.

As a result, a more terrifying scene appeared, endless thunder light bombarded him, and he seemed to have suffered a catastrophe here.

Ah!

There was a screaming scream, one of his arms was blown open, and his body was billowed with smoke and black, and his clothes and armor were all exploded.

The misty white mist on his face also burst instantly, revealing the flawless face inside, but this face had just emerged, and it was immediately shrouded in terrifying thunder.

Ah!

The screams sounded one after another.

The entire palace was bathed in thunder light, and I don’t know how many people suddenly exploded...

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