Chapter 368

In a flash, the snow emperor's whole body is like falling into the abyss of hell. The coldness in the eyes of the ancient ancestors of the three Qing Dynasty makes his hair burst!

"It has nothing to do with me. It's burning the emperor without authorization!"

He made a hasty voice, trying to put aside all his relations.

When Baidi city came to the mausoleum of Qingdi, it was magnificent, but now he was the only one left.

If it wasn't for Chen Yuan, Bai Choufeng would not have died, and the burning emperor would not have died, and so would a large number of top strong men in Baidi city.

Now, with the arrival of the ancient ancestor of the three Qing Dynasty, he vaguely felt that he was also in dire straits!

The protection of chaos Protoss is well known.

"Well, where is the dog burning, please?"

The ancient ancestors of the three Qing Dynasty ignored everything in the audience and came straight to the point.

The intention of killing in the words made the snow emperor roar again. He gritted his teeth and said, "the burning emperor is dead. He was killed by Chen Yuan himself. Are you satisfied?"

Words are not surprising, this sentence directly let the same full of murderous Chen Huangtian and others, look surprised.

The emperor is dead?

Or by Chen Yuan?

The third and the fourth God only felt that there was something wrong with their ears. After looking at each other, they were all confused.

Even Chen Huangtian, one of the three emperors and five emperors, is not an opponent. If it wasn't for Xiao Nan's sacrifice, the whole team would have been destroyed by the emperor.

Is such a powerful existence cut off by Chen Yuan, the new chaos God?

The cold face of the ancient ancestor of the three Qing Dynasty was moved by the words of the snow emperor, and his pupils exuded incredible emotions.

In this way, Chen Yuan not only had nothing to do with Mao, but also came to the city of Qingdi very early!

And their own strong, even will burn the emperor to kill!

This

For a moment, the ancient ancestors of the three Qing Dynasty didn't know what to say.

Jiang Zijian sighed: "I can testify that I was also present when Chen Yuan killed the emperor."

In a word, all the chaos Protoss took a breath again.

"He is now in the tomb of the Qing emperor. I don't know what happened to him, and he has taken away all our totem fragments."

"I have to admit that he does have the spirit of God."

One after another, the two gods have been completely disordered. Chen Yuan, who has never been masked, has done so many incredible things?

After a long time, a loud and happy laugh came out from the mouth of the ancient ancestors of the three Qing Dynasty. When the laughter spread, there was pressure, blood, and bullying!

"Good! Good! Good

"What a Chen Yuan, what a divine descendant of my family!"

The news of subversion of cognition called the ancient ancestors of Sanqing to wash away all the haze and dust along the road.

This kind of laughter, in the ears of all the strong people of the Styx River, is already cold and cold.

For this man named Chen Yuan, many ghost kings have known him for a long time. He was ordered to kill by Fengdu emperor.

He once destroyed a river of rebirth and killed a son of Yin. His crime was extremely heinous.

"Is that enough?"

Suddenly, hoarse deep language, suddenly sounded.

The ghost King head in the blood fog looks at the ancient ancestor of Sanqing without expression.

It was his order to send ghost 12 to stop Sanqing, because he thought that only Sanqing was the biggest enemy in the mausoleum of the Qing emperor.

Now Sanqing has arrived, but there is no progress in the implementation of the plan.

If it goes on like this, Styx will be a total failure.

"Of course, it's not enough. I should tell the world. I should laugh wildly. I should regard him as God." The ancient ancestors of the three Qing Dynasty suddenly waved their sleeves and burst into thunder!

The terrible chaotic waves roar to the head of the ghost king without any sign of killing. Suddenly, the space collapses along the road.

Those who are strong in the Styx River are directly submerged in it, and their souls will be scattered in an instant!

Boom!

The two ghost kings face to face with destruction and rampage. At the same time, their spirits fly upside down and their posture collapses!

Finally, he came to the head of the ghost king, causing an unimaginable explosion of nothingness!

Jiang Zijian, xuehuang and others who saw this picture suddenly felt numb.

As a chaotic Protoss, Sanqing ancient ancestor, one of the super rich, probably reached the level of Yutian God.

But Jiang Zijian has only eight heaven, the God of the world of mortals. He feels the shudder of his body with the chaotic power in his sleeve.

"This old man It's as fierce as it used to be! "

Mood extremely roaring at the same time, snow emperor steps back, complexion is very pale.

Although the strength of the ancient ancestors of the three Qing Dynasty was superior to the whole court, the rampant power did not cause any injury to the head of the ghost king.Vaguely can guess is, these two monsters, may be equal.

"Sure enough, you are as good as the rumor says. You are unfathomable."

Finally, the ghost King's head opened and closed in one step, and rose slowly in the air, until he broke away from the forbidden rule of Qingdi city and came to the top of the secret world.

Overlooking everyone, suddenly open hands, indifferent eyes, burst out scarlet luster on the spot!

A moment, boom!

Blood moon in the sky, the field of display, do not intend to have any ink on the ghost King head, hand is the strongest emperor!

All the rest of the ghost kings quickly soared into the air, breaking out all the fluctuations of soul power, and integrating with the blood moon, the whole field seemed to become a slaughterhouse!

The noisy, cold-blooded, gloomy, endless and violent sound of nail stomach collision reverberates in every corner of the field.

Everyone's line of sight, the sky blood month, began to appear dense, countless figures.

It's like a teleportation array of the Styx, or a big hole in the sky, coming to another dimension, terrible creatures!

Seeing this picture, the ancient ancestor of Sanqing suddenly narrowed his eyes.

It seems that there is a similar record in my mind. Slowly, I said, "it is said that Fengdu emperor of the Styx river has a total of seven ghost techniques. At present, such a scene should be the first technique of blood ghost sacrifice."

"It's said that this technique of ghost emperor is the main force to suppress the undead Yao, undead Tianhuang and other races. It's commonly known as The ghost emperor army. "

Voice just fell, the sight of the ghost King head, behind the blood month, already appeared countless blood armour figure!

The waves are raging, the smell is boiling, and the coldness is overwhelming.

Jiang Zijian's two closed door disciples turned pale.

Even if one person trembles and says, "teacher Shizu Is this the ghost skill of Fengdu emperor? "

"Sanqing has spoken like this. I'm sure what he said is true! Shizu, let's go

Jiang Zijian looked at it and finally shook his head.

The two disciples are stupid. Shizu, are you going to face up to the difficulties and shake the ghost emperor's skill?

"In this case, how can we go?"

Jiang Zijian took a deep look at the ancient ancestor of Sanqing. Just when the ancient ancestor of Sanqing was quite surprised, he thought Jiang Zijian was going to stand on their side, suddenly.

Jiang Zijian suddenly turned around and yelled, "you should run!"