Seal the soul,
What a big breath,
Can you seal up the wronged souls of the emperor of song,
Since it can't be sealed,
Then don't exist,
From the deserted bones of Zhou Jue palace, they have condensed into a huge towering skeleton,
Without the order of the Song Emperor,
It jumped down and fell directly on the top of fenghundu,
It stretched out its pale bone hand and pinched it on fenghundu, which directly crushed the whole palace,
Boom~~~
The soul is covered with dust,
I can't see the original appearance, but all that's left is desolate ruins,
Thousands of miles away,
The old corpse fled all the way with Gao Yang, never daring to look back at Feng soul,
I'm afraid that even if the stiff King resists it personally, it may not be his opponent,
unexpected,
Such a powerful backer has been found in the world,
The long cherished wish of the stiff king,
When will it be completed,
"Hey, where are we going?"
Gao Yang finally broke out when his freedom of movement was restricted,
"Run away. The farther you run, the better. Then I'll let you inherit the mantle of the stiff king and inherit his faith."
"You mean generals..."
"You shouldn't call him by his name. You should call him father."
"Hahaha, I'm an orphan. Where's my father?"
"King Jiang gave you his blood essence. Naturally, you should respect him as your father. We have never had such a privilege in following King Jiang for thousands of years. You should feel lucky."
Gao Yang is silent,
He didn't know why the generals gave him that drop of blood essence,
But the only thing is certain,
Gao Yang is very grateful to his generals and ministers,
Because he helped himself achieve the goal he has been pursuing,
Endless strengthening,
Incarnate into a zombie, Gao Yang can continuously improve by sucking other people's blood and soul,
For Gaoyang,
Full of temptation,
I don't know how far it is to escape the soul seal,
I can't even feel the existence of fenghun,
Everything is like a dream,
Generals,
Seal the soul,
Dead eye skeleton,
Dead finger owl puppet,
No longer exists,
The only thing left is the old corpse who wants to adhere to the belief of generals and officials,
"OK, keep running. When will it be the end?"
"Well, take a break now."
The soul seal no longer exists,
The old corpse is not sure where Gaoyang should be taken to be safe,
Right now,
Everywhere are the minions of the underworld,
You can't go to large cities. The City God in charge of guarding peace can easily find their existence,
But if you find an ordinary village,
How can those mortal blood help Gao Yang,
Demon clan,
Sucking their blood can improve the cultivation of Gao Yang, but the demon clan is also the minion of the hell. Once their whereabouts are exposed, their two encounters may lead to endless pursuit and killing in the hell,
Hey,
little does one think,
He'll get to where he is today,
Ancient road,
pavilion,
There is a straight official road ahead,
The old corpse didn't know where the road ended,
After a short rest with Gao Yang, he was ready to continue on his way,
Not far away, two woodcutters are slowly coming here,
"You stand here and don't walk around."
After the old corpse told Gao Yang, he walked towards the two woodcutters,
The woodcutter naturally saw the old corpse and the old man,
But the thin and withered old man just looked strange in their eyes. Naturally, no one thought much,
The moment the old corpse passed by the woodcutter,
The two heads rolled to the ground,
Two streams of blood gushed from his neck,
"Drink it."
The old corpse said to Gao Yang,
Drink blood???
Gao Yang wanted to refuse, but he turned into a zombie. His greed for blood is his nature,
He can't avoid it at all,
Crazily grabbed a corpse and Gao Yang sucked each other's blood. Before long, the corpse became a mummy,
Then he grabbed another body and continued to smoke,
A moment later,
The bodies of the two woodcutters have been sucked dry,
The old corpse picked up their heads from one side and put them back again,
"What are you doing?"
Gao Yang looked at the corpse old man's strange movements,
"Revive the soul with the corpse."
"Transfer your breath and mine to both of them, so that even if our whereabouts are found, they can stop the robbery for us."
"You are really interesting. If you continue to be a monk, you will be a very powerful guy."
Gao Yang has a new understanding of the old corpse's mind,
This guy is obviously a human race, but he came together with the generals,
It makes people doubt his former identity,
The old corpse was silent,
If you continue to be a monk, you may really become a strong man,
Unfortunately,
There is no turning back,
For the indifference of the world, old corpse has been completely cold. Therefore, instead of dedicating his life to those greedy and selfish people, he might as well follow the rigid king and open up his faith,
So,
The old corpse may think that his life is more meaningful,
Reviving the soul with the corpse is successful,
The two woodcutters came back to life, and it was impossible to tell from their appearance that they were dead,
Then,
The old corpse tied two red lines to his and Gao Yang's hands respectively, and the other end was connected to the woodcutter,
In this way, his breath will be channeled to the woodcutter,
Outside,
Two woodcutters are ghosts, and they are just passers-by,
Back on the road,
Two woodcutters walked ahead,
The old corpse and the old man followed them a hundred meters away,
Red line traction, breath transfer,
The distance of 100 meters, even if there is any accident, is enough for the two of them to escape
Hejian City,
A small city,
No more than twenty or thirty thousand people,
Hejian City is one of the few cities that are not guarded by the City God because it is a little different from other cities with a dynamic capital of 100000.2 million,
There are only two local temples in the East and south of the city,
On weekdays, if people want to pray, they will choose these two earth temples,
It's really a big thing to go farther and pray in the city of Town God's Temple.
"His grandmother came here to eat and drink again, you shameless thing."
In a restaurant in Hejian City,
A figure in white was beaten out of it,
The whole body was covered with mud and looked very embarrassed,
The people who came out of the restaurant spit on him fiercely and scornfully pointed at him,
"In the future, let me see you, play once when I see you, and dare to come to us for overlord meal. I'm tired of living."
Cough, cough,
The beaten man vomited two mouthfuls of blood on the ground,
Stubborn eyes looked at each other and didn't speak,
"Still dare to stare at me and call me!"
"What? It's reasonable to eat free food, son of a bitch!"
The thugs in the restaurant rushed up and punched and kicked each other,
The man in white had no power to parry and let his fists rain on him,
"Stop, I'll pay for the meal he owes."
In the fight,
A beautiful voice came,
She saw several liang of silver in her hand and handed it to the shopkeeper,
"Well, just teach him a lesson."
The shopkeeper saw the money,
A sudden change of attitude,
Happily counted the silver and went back,
The onlookers gradually dispersed, but the people in white still fell to the ground and couldn't get up,
No matter how serious the injury is, it can't compare with the resentment in the heart,
"Let me take you to the doctor."
Yao Guang squatted down and said,
GABA, GABA.
The seven kings of Xiandao in the past have fallen to this point,
There is unspeakable resentment in Kaiyang Wuqu,
Kill if you want to,
Why humiliate him,
Damn hell,
Damn Yin Tianzi,
Without saying a word,
Kaiyang Wuqu stood up from the ground,
He glanced at Yao Guang and broke the army. Behind her, Tianji Lucun and others were not far away,
"I don't need you."
"The seven kings have both prosperity and loss. Have you forgotten your original promise?"
Yao Guang asked,
"Yao Guang, where's your Jiutian xuanqin."
Kaiyang Wuqu suddenly turned her attention to Yao Guang's back. The Jiutian xuanqin that never left her side disappeared,
If it had been in the past, Kaiyang Wuqu might not have thought too much,
But now they are sealed by the emperor of Yin,
Living like a mortal,
This gave Kaiyang Wuqu a bad feeling,