Chapter 938

The ghost of xianshuai Yushu is getting weaker and weaker. He looks at Shenshuai with a smile and gently waves his hand. His palm is blurred. A cold wind blows by. The blurred ghost is gone with the wind. The powerful generation of heroes in ancient Xiuzhen kingdom is gone!

In the silent battlefield, immersed in grief, xianshuai went away resolutely, touching the soft heartstrings in everyone's heart. Xianshuai's natural and elegant heroism remained in the hearts of kings, and will never be forgotten for a long time in the future.

"Lord xianshuai!" Xiannu screamed bitterly, his eyes full of blood and tears. He raised his hands and clenched his fist in the air. He was very sad. He beat his chest hard and his body exploded.

"Bang Bang..."

The eighteen immortal generals burst out one after another, and the immortal Marshal had passed away. Their obsession and ghost had no need to survive, so they all followed the immortal marshal.

Just when everyone was shocked, a series of roars sounded, and the immortal soldiers began to explode, just like fireworks and firecrackers. The sky was full of light, but it was gorgeous and colorful, just like fireworks. But behind the beauty was the loyalty to death! Beautiful legend!

The kings were completely shocked by the scene before them. It's not hard to understand that Xiannu and Xianjiang have been following xianshuai for a long time. But why do these ordinary Xianbing follow him? Although it is just a wisp of ghost, a obsession, but there is also a chance of resurrection, ants still live secretly, let alone people?

Brahma looked at the fireworks all over the sky, frowned slightly, and sighed in his heart. It's rare to be so tragic! He kept in mind xianshuai's last instructions. Xianshuai had long known that he was the inheritor of the way of heaven. It seems that there was the inheritance of the way of heaven in ancient times. He slowly closed his eyes, put his hands together, recited the curse of death in his mouth, and each golden note flew out of his mouth and spread around.

"The night of Amitabha. Dortagato night. Do night he. Amiri tubavi. Amiri doxipharmapi. Amikado. Vikaran. Amikado. Picarando. I'm tired of it. Gagana. Zhiduogai. Suva

The curse of death reverberates in the air, frightening! Brahma's body radiates golden light, holy and incomparable. It's like the Buddha's coming to the world. Behind his head, he emits nine colors of light, forming a wheel of light. One ring after another, it's solemn and solemn. Even when the magic commander sees it, he feels a strong pressure and can't help stepping back a few steps.

Vatican recites the mantra devoutly, and his heart is spotless. Two minutes later, it seems that there are two people chanting the mantra in the air, not Vatican alone. When we listen carefully, we find that there are countless people chanting the mantra, hundreds of thousands, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of people chanting the death mantra, and countless golden mantra are wandering in the air like tadpoles, more and more, suddenly ancient relics Dyed into a piece of gold, where there is gloomy air conditioning, colorful clouds, petals flying from the air, the fragrance of lotus in the air.

Those self exploding souls were blessed by the curse of death, and gathered into a complete soul, emitting holy light. They knelt down to Brahma in the air, and then floated away to the colorful auspicious clouds!

Dust to dust, earth to earth, life to death, all things will die! Nine times out of ten, there will be a day of plain food, a day of rich clothes and good food. At the end of life, it's just a little bit of loess, a handful of ashes, and the last sunset, just a moment of time!

The kings quietly looked at Brahma, their eyes shining with strange brilliance. At this time, they could not see the usual dalliance, no trace of bohemianism, just like the Buddha, solemn and inviolable. The so-called holy angel and monexu had been fighting openly and secretly, trying to prove the title of holiness first. Neither side would let the other, but they were facing Brahma at this time But it seems that there is something wrong with it. It's not in place yet!

"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang, Bang... "

The sound of self explosion is more and more fierce. Not only more than 20 million immortal soldiers, but also soldiers of skeleton army and demon army all begin to play self explosion. It's not that they want to self explosion, but that they can't bear the mantra of Brahma. They completely purify their souls and obsessions, and they can die by self explosion. This is their only chance!

Of course, some of them, after hearing the mantra of Brahma's death, suddenly realize that if they can't become immortals, achieve good results, and be in the immortal class, it will be a flash in the pan. When can such a powerful force of death not explode?

"Ha ha ha ha..." Shen Shuai and Yi Zhen laugh madly, while the magic Shuai standing ten meters away frowns slightly. He slowly raises his hand and hears Yi Zhen say madly: "Yushu, I'm wrong. At this time, I understand. You wait for me, I'll come to you now!"

"No!" Magic handsome see God handsome eyes flash a decisive color, he knew bad, God handsome also want to explode, but he wanted to stop but late!

"Boom!"

When Shenshuai explodes himself, he throws his sword into the distance. The sword flashes in the air and disappears! The kings were relieved to see that Shenshuai didn't give the sword to Brahma, otherwise they would be envious and jealous to death!

The ghost of Shenshuai felt the powerful power of Brahma's death. He suddenly realized that he was beyond life and death. The light body soul stood in the air and folded his hands to Brahma. After three weeks, he looked at the magic Shuai with a peaceful face, a smile, and gently waved his palm. With the power of receiving, he entered the golden vortex.God Shuai Yi Zhen died, his soldiers will be more unscrupulous self explosion, also follow the Lord.

The magic army is also out of control. The number of self explosion of the magic army is obviously on the rise. Look at this posture, it will go up all the way in a short time, but it will not go down!

"Wait for me!" The magic Marshal looked around in a daze, four marshals, only his elder brother was left. He thought about it for a while, and then he was left with no meaning. All of them left. He just put it down! Shout to the sky, he also played self explosion!

Marshal Rosa's wand fell to the ground, and all the kings looked at it one after another. Wang wanjinding was quick-sighted, played first, and shot close to him. No matter whether Marshal Rosa's spirit in heaven was at rest or not, he came to snatch his relics. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the wand.

"Well?"

Wan Jinding grabs an empty space, and the wand of heaven devil goes away on the ground. He grabs it again in a hurry, and I grabs it Almost every time he caught it, he finally grasped the wand, which was a treasure in his heart. But then he frowned. The wand was too heavy to lift. He looked along the wand, and saw a foot stepping on the wand, scanning upward along his leg. This man was reciting the death mantra seriously, not affected by the outside world Disturbing!

Everything is empty, I forget two things, but also so!

When Brahma was a child, the old man often said: "silly boy, what you see with your naked eyes is false, not necessarily the truth!"