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The breath of death rises to the sky and sweeps across the land of the devil.

This is the purest breath of death. Once touched, ordinary warriors will surely die. Even the strongmen of holy land will be injured if they are exposed to this terrible breath.

Hum!

The whole wasteland, all the corpse army, in this moment silence down, they crawl on the ground, the face of the skeleton, full of awe and piety.

Their mouth, chanting complex words, body slightly shaking.

"Isn't the ghost emperor dead?"

Fang Chen's face, completely dignified, he took a deep breath, forced to suppress the vibration of the heart, dark eyes, staring at the split altar.

There.

The breath of death is full of air, and the unreal head is gradually condensing.

"Ghost emperor."

Finally, Fang Chen saw the unreal face clearly.

The legendary ghost emperor, the peak of suppressing an era, is much older than Fujian supreme.

Nowadays, in the end of the law era, there are few legends about the ghost emperor.

However, in any case, as long as the word "ghost emperor" is mentioned, it will certainly change color.

Hum!

The gloomy and horrible breath of death seemed to refine the whole devil's land. On his huge face, there was a trace of cold killing intention. When he opened his eyes, the army of corpses crawling on the ground got up one after another, shouting the name of the ghost emperor.

"My people."

The ghost emperor opened his mouth, and his breath shook the sky. The nearest sword madman and the ancestor of the demon beast group were instantly bombarded by the air.

"You have guarded me for endless years, and now I have finally recovered."

Every word of the ghost emperor contains the extremely cold killing intention, which gives people a tremor from the depth of the yuan God.

"It's cold."

Even though the distance is very far away, Fang Chen can still feel the cold attack. His body trembles for a while, and soon recovers his mind.

Hum!

Perfect blood flow, a trace of cool breath, will Fang Chen's yuan Shen shrouded, defense against the cold air attack.

At the same time, the blood of the rosefinch in Fangchen's body gradually became turbulent. The temperature of the surrounding air gradually became hot. In a short time, Fang Chen's whole body was shrouded in flames.

"The blood of the rosefinch."

Fang Chen clenched his fist and cried in his heart.

It is worthy of the blood of the ancient sacred beast, the rosefinch, which is so powerful that it can resist the death breath of the ghost emperor.

"Who is it that wakes me up by offering sacrifices with blood?"

In the void, the huge face hangs, and the ghost emperor's eyes, like sharp swords, pierce all people's hearts.

The ancestor of the monster group got up from the ground and did not care to tidy up his dishevelled clothes. His body trembled and said, "elder ghost emperor, I broke the altar with the life and blood of my people and awakened you."

Yeah?

Smell speech, ghost emperor that startling eyes, fell on the body of the ancestor of the demon beast group.

The latter instantly crawls on the ground, feeling that his head will burst.

He even thought that if the ghost emperor wanted to kill himself, he only needed an idea.

At this moment, the sword madman was also a little scared. He didn't expect that the ghost emperor was really in the devil's land. He just wanted to find the second volume of drunken swordsmanship. He didn't expect to lead to the ghost emperor, the legendary super villain.

"It turns out to be the descendant of tiger spirit in those days."

A moment later.

The ghost emperor's eyes moved away and nodded with satisfaction. At the same time, he also saw the essence of the ancestors of the monster race.

Hearing this, the ancestor of the demon beast group was relieved. The ghost emperor knew his ancestors, at least to ensure that the ghost emperor would not attack himself.

"Since you are the descendant of tiger spirit, but also awaken me, I will give you a chance."

As he spoke, his huge face opened his mouth, and a cold air burst out in an instant.

The ancestor of the demon beast group was a little stunned. The cold air suddenly came. He subconsciously reached out to catch it. Looking down, he saw that it was a token.

"The ghost of this seat is left at the end of death. With this token, you can go to the end of death and find your ghost."

"The ghost emperor said," if you can bring back the ghost of this seat successfully, then you will get the inheritance of this seat, and you can control the army of corpses under your command. "

"Thank you very much, master GUI di."

The ancestor of the monster group, very excited, thank you.

"Master."

Just then, the sword maniac also spoke.

"The younger generation is also willing to share the sorrow for the ghost emperor's predecessors, and is willing to help the ancestors of the demon beast group to find the ghost utensils together."

"Oh?"

The ghost emperor's eyes turned, his mouth opened, and he breathed a breath of cold air again. The sword madman took the token and was very happy.

"What do you want?"

"The younger generation practices drunken sword inheritance, now lacks drunk sword skill Volume II..."Before he had finished his words, the terrible breath condensed into a yellowing book under the altar and flew to his side.

He opened his hand, and the yellow book landed. On the cover, there were five vigorous and powerful characters - the second volume of drunken swordsmanship.

"Drunk swordsmanship."

Sword maniac clenched the yellowing book, very excited.

"Thank you for your success. I'm sure you will live up to your wishes."

Far away.

Fang Chen looks over, he has some doubts.

"Is it just a shadow?"

If the ghost emperor really recovers, he will never let people find his ghost.

You know, the ghost emperor was a famous cruel man.

"Well?"

At this time, Fang Chen found that the ghost emperor's mouth, spewing out two if not breath, instantly into the head of the ancestor of the demon beast group, as well as the sword madman.

The next moment, the two people muddled, as if walking dead.

"See the master."

The two of them were in awe of the ghost emperor.

"This is Is it under control? "

Fang Chen's heart is greatly frightened, so relaxed, will two people control, this means also too against the sky?

Whoa!

At this time, Fang Chen found that the ghost emperor's eyes, through the void.

"Go."

With little thought, he went straight away.

He didn't want to be controlled by the ghost emperor and become a walking corpse.

"Terran?"

Ghost emperor that huge face, emerged a complex look, immediately he said coldly, "you two, go and catch that guy, remember, I want to live."

"Yes, master."

The ancestor of the demon animal group and the sword madman took a look at Fang Chen's escape place and quickly pursued him.

"Children."

After they left, the ghost emperor looked at the corpse army and said, "continue to guard the devil's land. Any intruder will be killed without mercy."

With that, his huge face gradually dissipated.

Hum!

In the land of the devil, peace was restored, but on the broken altar, there was a statue of the ghost emperor.

If there are powerful people here, they will know that the ghost emperor is not really resurrected, but just a wisp of residual thoughts.

At that time, in the chaos, his body was smashed and his spirit was cut apart. He had only a wisp of residual thoughts. He fled to this place to sleep, leaving a trace of vitality.

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