Chapter 685

In the sea of stars, many people know the origin of this statue. This is one of the resurrected statues of one of the three thousand kingdoms set up when zhanzhongxian failed to recover at that time. The stone statues have existed here for countless years, especially in the gorge. Even the Immortal King dare not get close to them.

Yes, the cultivation of the statue is not high. But zhanzhongxian was almost detached at the peak, so no one ever dared to make such an idea. Because everyone knows that the recovery of zhanzhongxian is only a matter of time. Once he recovers, this world is the world of the immortal in the cup.

But now, the holy man, like an immortal, pointed to the statue and asked him to go away!

What's going on here?

Just now two people still join hands, ask that the flesh body becomes the person of God to hand over AI Qi son. Now, why is there internal strife?

Then, the crowd suddenly reacted.

That holy man, listen to the words of the man who has become a god!

God angry, opened his eyes, a breath that makes the world palpitating. The whole Qixia swamp was enveloped by this breath. In an instant, countless creatures in Qixia swamp were all huddled in their old nest.

The broken palm fairy king, Jiang Juan's broken palm floated into the sky and muttered to himself, "madman, is really a madman. I didn't dare to offend that stone statue in my peak period... "

"Three nights burial, are you serious?" The stone statue opened its mouth, and its voice was cold and terrible. During this period of time, yesanzang has been snatching the Dharma of his previous life. They talked occasionally and even helped him out of danger.

The immortal in the cup is very afraid of the three night burials, because the three night burials are more like immortals than immortals. The immortal has no emotion, the immortal strength is supreme, the immortal has the absolute reason. The same is true of the three night burial.

Moreover, the talent and cultivation speed of yesanburi made him even more uneasy. It wasn't long before he came into contact with him that he was able to share the beauty with him.

"Again, get out of here." Night three burials indifferently said. He had black hair and a shawl, and his white clothes were like snow, without any flaw.

The crowd was boiling.

"It's him, the third of the night burials."

"The country of burialists is very terrible, but isn't it the most famous burying God?"

"The God of burying and weeping has not yet passed the customs. The king of burying seems to want to cultivate yesanburying into the next king of burying."

"I want your life." The stone statue is angry, and its eyes are as red as blood. The dark and misty air covers the world. In the endless black fog, the stone statue is constantly cracking, from which comes the immortal figure.

He was so weird. He was carrying eighteen xuanhuang banners on his back, wearing dark armor, holding a glass cup in his left hand and a golden dagger in his right. It was the Taiyi Jinge bred with zhanzhongxian. It was born in his hands, but before it was mature, zhanzhongxian fell. Half of the body remained, the other half of the body, into the Middle Earth.

All the people in China are worried, because the whole China is made of the body of the immortal. The immortal in the cup must be found, otherwise he will not be perfect at all. If he wants to find the middle land, he will kill the whole middle land!

Everyone trembled when they saw Zhan Zhongxian angry. In particular, the middle earth creatures only felt a sense of submission in the depths of their blood.

"You seem to have forgotten what I said." The night three burials are not afraid at all, calmly looking at the immortal in the lamp, palms and fingers shining, "you can't win me."

The immortal Taiyi in the lamp wields the golden spear and cuts out a big crack in the void, which is more than ten miles long, and hits the night three burials. The night three buries the eye bright to rise, lift five fingers, hard shake too Yi gold Ge.

When the sound, Taiyi Jinge sparks splashed, directly he caught in the hands.

"I want the blazing angel, I want the dark source, or I will kill you." The immortal in the cup is crazy, and his hair is covered with hair, and his momentum is even more terrifying.

"Enough!" Night three buried a roar, suddenly raised his head. All of a sudden, the void became bright, and the lightning soared into the air, spreading out from behind him. It was his eyes!

Meng Xuan was also frightened. He had been separated from his body for such a long time that the three night burial had grown to a terrible state!

Enough

Two words, but it contains the supreme prestige. Night three buries to move true anger, also not necessarily he exerts what method, just step toward the immortal in the lamp to walk.

When, when, when.

Heaven and earth are turbulent, mountains and rivers lose color, and roar. He seems to have stepped on the pulse of heaven and earth, which makes many people's heart seem to be caught and breathing hard. With his step, zhanzhongxian constantly retreated, as if hit by some force.

"You can't kill me." Zhan Zhongxian's voice is indifferent, "no one can kill me."

"I can't kill you, but I can consume you. If you fight me once, the hope of recovery is slim Night three burials said.

His steps were mysterious, and void cracks appeared at his feet, spreading like cobwebs.

Zhan Zhongxian's right hand suddenly covered his heart. The rhythm was so terrible that his heart would explode. He took a gloomy glance at Meng Xuan, then his body burst, turned into countless black fog, disappeared in the same place, and disappeared into the Grand Canyon.

The immortal in the cup disappeared, and people felt better.

He brought too much pressure, especially the friars of Middle Earth. On the other hand, Middle Earth friars are parasites on the body of zhanzhongxian.

Everyone is the eye light twinkle of looking at night three bury, this person exactly what origin? He seems to appear out of thin air. Except for burying the king, no one knows that the three night burial is Meng Xuan's flesh.

Meng Xuan's flesh is terrible. Even though he was killed by the Golden hoop of the God of war, the essence of his spirit was preserved. He was psychic within three years. The king of burial once speculated that this body might have touched the mystery of its origin. All flesh bodies that touch the origin have a name -- the corpse of the emperor Ji Dao.

"The corpse of emperor Ji Dao." The king of Tibet said to himself.

The giant beast behind him was surprised: "really?"

"Really, I once saw a corpse of emperor Jidao, riding on a green ox, purple in the sky. The old man doesn't know how many years he lived. There are records in every era. " Said the king of Tibet.

"It is recorded that he left Hangu pass in the West in the ancient books of the time of origin, in the period of ignorance, in the golden age, and in the period of the end of the law." Said the king of Tibet.

Night three burials didn't go far away, slowly walked to Meng Xuan's body, coldly looked at him: "the progress is good."

Meng Xuan is very emotional, in front of this person is clearly his flesh, but give him the feeling is very strange. He asked with a smile: "you are not bad, I can't see through."

"I'll share my latest insights with you sometime." Yesan burials said, and then took a deep look at aiqi'er.

Her heart trembled, and her fear was spreading like a tide.