There was a coffin on each of the five fingers of the broken arm. The coffin on the index finger had been opened and there was nothing in it.

The old man, who was as old as a corpse, came out of the coffin on his ring finger. He was dead, black, and his chest and abdomen were shriveled. This was a manifestation of the decline of heaven and man, and the five internal organs had begun to decline.

He wrote a print in the air, and part of his soul integrated into it. The old man highlighted a black blood and its bad smell, which is something similar to the smell of a corpse that a dying person would emit. But he got up and waited too long for this moment.

They slept for thousands of years. The source of their great injury after the defeat in the war could only hide in the coffin and survive by relying on the breath of the nether emperor.

Set this game, the talents from all over the world will appear and integrate their souls into the inheritance. With the breath of the inheritance mark, they can be perfectly hidden. Even the so-called dynasties can't be aware of it. They will only think that they are the demons of these talents. When the time is ripe, they will slowly devour the souls of these talents and take away their flesh.

The geniuses who can get to this point are all heroes among heroes. Their qualifications and physical bodies are the darling of heaven and earth. Only by seizing such bodies can they return to their peak state, and may even go further!

Obviously, Xu Xian is now the fat sheep in his eyes. The inheritance mark of floating blood light in the air exudes the power of the great emperor. It is as vast as heaven. Xu Xian can't afford to resist at all.

The inheritance mark fell on Xu Xian's eyebrows, the surrounding blood cocoon began to shrink, and something poured in along the pores, and the huge force surged around the blood vessels and meridians of the whole body.

At the same time, knowing the sea also set off a storm, and a large number of memories poured in. Finally, these memories slowly disappeared, leaving only a group. This group slowly melted in Xu Xian's knowing the sea, which turned out to be a complete set of skills!

Netherworld empire!

Xu Xian became excited. This is not weaker than the kunyou skill taught by Kunpeng. Even a large part of it plays a greater role than kunyou. After all, kunyou is not suitable for cultivation of other races. It is more the inherent talent of Kunpeng.

The netherworld emperor's skill was probably created by the legendary netherworld emperor. It was a cruel man who suppressed an era ten thousand years ago. His skill was unimaginable, but the next scene surprised Xu Xian.

I saw that this skill burned automatically, and it burned 89% in an instant, leaving only about 10%.

Xu Xian didn't react for a moment and speculated a possibility. Maybe this test is just an ordinary test and hasn't reached the standard of the heirs of the nether emperor, so he can't get a complete inheritance.

It may also be... Xu Xian thought of the broken arm. Maybe the inheritance of the nether emperor is a scattered body. This arm can only inherit this successful skill.

Xu Xian felt pity, but he was also relieved. If it was the complete inheritance of the nether emperor, it would be more than the two dynasties that might come today. It is estimated that the top sect door in the whole continent would break its head and squeeze in.

Ghost soul armor can absorb attacks and turn them into soul armor to resist any damage and heal yourself!

This skill can resist any damage caused by building the foundation, revealing incomparable self-confidence. There are countless attack means in the world. No one can guarantee to know any means like the back of his hand, but who is the Youming emperor? The skill he created is invincible!

This skill should be integrated into Xu Xian's spiritual sea. Xu Xian didn't stop it. In fact, he couldn't stop it. The residual power of the great emperor made him unable to resist. The black villains locked their eyes and couldn't resist the impact of the power of the emperor.

The skill is too mysterious. This is the skill of the great emperor. Even people like the elder camel old monster need a lot of time to find out some ways.

If we let Xu Xian realize it himself, it is undoubtedly a golden mountain for three-year-old children. It can't be used at all.

However, with the automatic integration of Kung Fu, the perception was naturally absorbed by Xu Xian. The content of Kung Fu echoed in her mind countless times. Xu Xian was like practicing thousands of times. She really had a sense of enlightenment.

However, this is experience after all. It still needs practical combat to master it. This is how to peel the eggs and put them in your mouth. It's very easy.

This is a light that appears quietly, infiltrates like every hole. It is very hidden, and infiltrates with the influx of skills. Generally, it can't be detected at all.

At the moment when the light was about to penetrate into Xu Xian's knowledge of the sea, suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Finally wait until you half dead things!" a figure appeared in Xu Xian's sea of knowledge. It was Xu Xian who grew up. He raised his hand. Xu Xian's sea of spirit was mobilized by him and turned into a cage to imprison the light.

"I can bear it. I'll see how long you can hold it." in his sneer, countless spiritual swords appeared and stabbed around the light. Without stabbing a sword, the light trembled once.

"Who the hell are you?! it's impossible to see through the arrangement of the nether emperor at this time!" finally, the light couldn't bear it and roared hoarsely.

"I'd really have to spend a lot of time on the arrangement of the nether world, but it's just that you residual evils use the power of the nether world to survive here. It's not difficult to kill you." he raised three fingers, white, gray and black, which are integrated into one, and the fluctuation can change the color of the sky and the earth.

"Kill me?" the light turned into an old man's appearance, thin as a dead body, and ugly as the laughter of Cat Claws scratching his heart: "you are just a soul body, and dare to kill me!" the old man patted the cage around him and directly opened a hole.

"Big phase Tianluo!"

The old man roared. A figure appeared in front of him. It was as tall as heaven and earth, wrapped around millions of souls, as if he had crossed the underworld.

This is one of the ghost kings from the underworld. He is wearing armor and holding a long stick. His eyes are as faint as hell fire.

The figure just looked at him blandly: "in the past, the nether world sat down and guarded the 18 layers of heaven in the underworld..."

With that, the three color light column in his hand roared out, and even directly penetrated the ghost King's body. The old man retreated incredibly, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. When he looked at the figure again, his eyes were full of huge earthquakes!

"Sansheng! This is the move of Sansheng old man. Sansheng old man has already emerged and has no descendants at all. Who are you!" the old man is even more dilapidated and dead.

"Give you a chance, let me plant the slave seal, help this person for a hundred years, and you can be free. Otherwise, I will break your reincarnation today." the figure said expressionless, and the three colors of light between his fingers turned.

The old man could not see his expression on his old face. He never thought that there would be so many changes: "old man, how can I trust you?"

"You are not qualified to bargain with me now, and your strength does not deserve me to break my promise, surrender or die."

The old man is silent. Once the slave seal is planted, it is almost impossible to reverse. At that time, his life and death will be completely between the thoughts of others. This is something more terrible than death.

But the old man didn't want to die. He prepared for this day for too long. He was unwilling at all. People are always thieves and cherish their lives.

However, he is one of the 18 generals under the great emperor of the nether world and a figure in charge of the sky. At the moment, it is more difficult to recognize a hairy boy than to kill him.

The figure had no words, but a sneer arose from the corners of his mouth. He waved and the three-color light turned like a hanging sword, pointing directly at the old man's spirit.

The threat of death made the old man tremble suddenly. He was helpless in every way: "I believe you, a hundred years later..."

"Without a hundred years, he will surpass you. Then you will be glad of today's choice." the figure said faintly.

A mark floated down. It was the mark of the slave seal, and it was more complex than the ordinary slave seal. The old man felt numb on his scalp at a glance.

"Compared with the ordinary slave seal, this seal can directly cut off your reincarnation and take care of yourself." the shadow Leng hum, this sentence makes the old man tremble. What is more terrible than death is not reincarnation. As a great power in the underworld, he naturally knows whether this is the most vicious way in the world.

Under the slave seal, the old man seemed to be more depressed, but then he was surprised. He suddenly found that the trend of physical decline began to slow down, and the breath from the slave seal had an unspeakable power.

"This is the power of three lives!" the old man was incomparably shocked at the moment. Even when he was planted, he was not as shocked as he is now. At the same time, he was more confused. When he looked at the figure again, he was a little excited and speechless.

"Old man Sansheng's counter birth skill, you... Don't you?!"