The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

It seemed that all the people she invited were here, and none of them agreed.

"Mo Lao Xian, don't talk nonsense. What is the specific situation? It's time to tell us about it?" A man who was burning with black flames and could not see his face, apparently waited for a long time and exhausted his patience.

"Yeah, this task is really beyond our ability to deal with the powerful Saints. If you ca n’t give us a peace of mind, no matter how good you are, it is difficult for me to continue to participate." Later existence, see the mountain road.

Su Yu remembers very clearly that the old man said at the time that the main force of hunting the Halloween strong man was someone else.

He and the invitees were just auxiliary.

But even with the aid, hunting the Halloween strong is extremely dangerous. If it is not good, then it will die, and there is no place for death.

"Oh, don't be impatient." Mo Lao Xian smiled hoarsely, with a weird smile in his smile.

With her old palm, she took a ball out of her arms and squeezed a video into the sky.

In that image, a man is surrounded by sun, moon, stars, mountains and trees, as if he is in the mighty shore of another world, stumbled and walked in nothingness.

Before taking a few steps, he spouted blood on his back.

The spurting blood turned into endless civilizations and souls along the way.

Seeing this scene, the strong men present were all upright, and those leaning or relying on one another couldn't help but stand up.

Pairs of eyes stared at Wei An's figure motionless.

Even across the screen, they can feel the suffocation and oppression brought by the Halloween strong.

However, they all saw that the Halloween strongman was in very poor condition and seemed to be seriously injured!

The old demon immortal smiled deeply: "The first one, as you can see, the Halloween strongman we are going to hunt around, when he broke into the grave of the returning emperor, he was seriously injured and died soon.

"Otherwise, the true Halloween strong, we Gaitian tribe would never dare to make an idea."

At this moment, the majestic man in flames once again said, "Are there any bottoms? Don't tell me, just a few of us can hunt the injured Halloween strongman?"

"Halloween strongman is dead. With only one bone left, I and everyone else can be crushed."

As soon as this statement was made, many people looked at the flame man.

Even Su Yu is no exception.

It seems that this flame man's understanding of the Halloween strong is deep!

"Haha, of course there is." The old woman took out another ball, crushed it, and a projection emerged again.

In that projection, an old broken ship shuttled through the ghost fog.

It made a humming noise, shuttled through the vast world.

At the bow, two figures stood strangely.

One, there are two cruel green eyes, wearing a shabby cloak, extremely dry old man, did not look carefully and thought he climbed out of the coffin.

The other one is a young man full of milky glory, carrying a golden sword, and standing like an arrow.

He was righteous and out of step with him.

"Gaitian ancestor? Reincarnation King?" The fierce man with a stabbing flame, seeing this scene, took a breath of cool air.

"What, the reincarnation king?"

Gai Tian's ancestors did not surprise them.

After all, this is an action launched by the Gaitian tribe to rank among the powerful Saints. Does the ancestor of the Gaitian tribe fail to make sense?

However, the reincarnation kings were invited to completely subvert their imagination.

Lou Xiaoyu next to Su Yu couldn't help the soft body trembling, with deep awe and infinite anxiety.

Su Yu looked at the healthy figure and was slightly surprised. From the appearance, the other person seemed to be a human race!

Moreover, it was named after the king of men.

"Xiaoyu, who is he?" Su Yu asked.

Lou Xiaoyu's red lips froze slightly, and his eyes were full of worries: "He is the king of the Terran Alliance of Reincarnation Tianzijing, known as the King of Reincarnation."

Its strength should be almost the same as the King of the Terran Alliance of Liudao Tianzi Realm.

"What strength?" Su Yu asked.

Lou Xiaoyu shook his head: "I don't know, but he has the legendary experience of clashing with the powerful but not dead. Some people call it small Halloween."

Little Halloween.

What about Su Yu, who was hunted down by two Halloween powerhouses, not only survived, but also successfully robbed the bones of Halloween powerhouses?

"Oh." Su Yu looked faint and didn't care much.

But he had made up his mind to reject this action.

Su Yu, who had personally dealt with the Halloween strong, knew very well that even a Halloween-level strong who was seriously injured and was about to die was not something that Gai Tian's ancestors and reincarnation kings could handle.

Relying on their main attack is destined to annihilate the entire army.

However, the old magic fairy smiled and said, "In addition, we have a third base."

He patted his palm, the two images in the air disappeared at the same time, and then gathered into a ghost image of the evil face.

Seeing this image, everyone present was extremely disgusted and uncomfortable.

"This is the ultimate curse of your ancestors of the Gaitian clan, the Dust Curse?" The strong man in the late days of the Great Saint, horrified, his own staggered backsteps seemed particularly daunting.

The others were panicked and pushed away.

The old magic fairy looked around and was very satisfied with everyone's fearful eyes. She smiled and folded her palms, and the image of the sky collapsed: "It's just an image. The real dust curse is in the hands of the ancestors."

It was said that while everyone was relieved, they were all shocked.

"Did you bring the Chenchen Curse?" The brawny man in flames exulted.

The old magic fairy smiled: "Of course! The Halloween strong is no better than others, and our Gatians don't want to end up being a victim of snakes."

"Since you have decided to hunt down this Halloween strongman, of course you have to kill it in one breath."

The emergence of the Chenchen mantra is like eating a calming pill for everyone present.

What is Chenchen Mantra?

That was the ancestor of the Gaitian tribe. It was the terrible curse that successfully cursed a Halloween strong man. It was the first curse in the world.

If he was asked out, the severely wounded Halloween strongman really had no way to escape.

As an aid, stress will be much easier.

"If anyone quits ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ it's too late now," the old magic fairy laughed.

No one withdrew, including Su Yu.

Since the Gaitian tribe is certain to win, why not take part in a try?

Apart from that, he would most like to know what this Halloween strong man got from the tomb of the returning emperor.

Is there a short cut to get in and out of Guishi?

"It seems that everyone has no opinion." The old demon immortal waved his hand: "Since so, go with me."

Su Yu was about to leave, but found that her sleeves had been pulled a bit, and looking back at Lou Xiaoyu, she hesitated: "Seniors, please bring more juniors. The juniors are grateful and must repay the seniors."

Ok?

Su Yu was slightly surprised: "Why is this statement?"

How do you think Lou Xiaoyu seems to be particularly worried?