All the enchanting flowers in the lake are floating on the water with red light all around.

They are supported by countless white bones. The flowers on the other side absorb the nutrients of evil. The petals are more and more red and bright. Their teeth are sharp like swords, shining dark light.

All of a sudden, they moved and swarmed into the crowd in groups. Their speed was like a lonely soul. At the moment of walking, the voice of the devil fell into Ling Hao's ear. His face changed wildly and he shouted, "stop hearing!"

With that, he pulled out and swept away like a swallow. He grabbed Zhang Cuiyun, who was lost in his soul, and returned after a few breaths.

Linghao recites the heart clearing mantra. From the words he recites, it gives off a golden light and a buzz falls into Zhang Cuiyun's mind.

"What a terrible sound!" Blue rouer's face was pale, she patted her chest, with an expression of fear.

Compared with her, Huang Dongtian is much calmer. He still holds his sword tightly and looks at the flowers on the other side of them warily.

In his eyes, these demon red flowers are already demon fire!

"Zhutianzhen world!"

Seeing this, Ling Hao immediately used his magic power to destroy many other flowers.

This move, the heaven and earth are colorless, the sun and the moon are no light.

There are two figures in the air, one is Buddha and the other is devil.

A golden light was released from the brow and heart of the man in gold, and he hit the flower on the other side with a roar.

Only see, the other side of the flower quickly withered, branches and leaves withered, the original beautiful flower now became fly ash.

The man in black is even more terrible. He just poked his finger at the ground. Something terrible happened!

His fingers are like pillars of stone, and the flowers on the other side are crushed by his fingers.

"What a powerful power!" Qi Yuan exclaimed with envy in his eyes.

Huang Dongtian shrugged his shoulders and said, "he is the reincarnation of emperor Zun, such a person, can he be a zhenshishentong?"

The so-called zhenshishentong means that they are several times more dazzling than ordinary Shentong, and they are not of the same level.

"There are millions of zhenshishentong in my mind, and I suddenly use a move to miss the past sunshine scene."

Linghao sighed, who knows, his self talk made everyone stay in place.

"A million town gods?" Blue rouer looked at him incredulously.

Huang Dongtian smiled bitterly and said, "envy me!"

When they envied, no one noticed that the flowers and pollens on the other side of the river, which had withered before, were now swimming towards a place like rivers and seas.

Directly to the shore, the light of pollen is more and more bright.

"No!"

Zhang shuihan has been observing this scene.

He saw the pollen converging to a place, gradually creeping.

A crystal like skull stands here with a powerful spirit.

Its eyes are like black holes, filled with black air.

As he watched, the plants in front of him were hurt by the black air and withered!

"Resurrection of the dead?" Linghao looked at this scene and murmured, "it's 70000 years since the dead king of the dead spirit family is here."

This crystal like skeleton in front of us is an ancient dead spirit race. They absorb the life of all things, like the ancient draughts and generals, all from the underworld.

Together, the three races of the dead.

The king of the dead is in charge of the family of generals.

Its status, like Dragon God and Phoenix King, is the most powerful race!

Thousands of creatures are absorbed by it, and it gradually reshapes the body at the speed of naked eyes.

A person's head, face slowly coagulates.

"Seventy thousand years, Wang Xianji has shut me down for seventy thousand years!"

As soon as it speaks, the wind and the clouds change.

The boatman said: "the king of the dead!"

Things have exceeded his budget. The king of the dead was suppressed in the lake by Wang Xianji.

Wang Xianji knows that in any case, the dead king will not die.

He had to trap his body with great powers.

How can we break through the lake today?

"It's you. Wang Xianji is still alive?" The king of the dead is a handsome young man with a graceful face and a blue light in his eyes.

There is a black whirlpool over its head, which is madly absorbing the spirit of life here.

Strong pressure swept through, people only felt the invincible power.

"Tiger spirit, let's go. You can't let the king escape!"

The boatman's face was heavy.

Suddenly, a golden light flew out of the air. The golden light gradually gathered and formed. A big man held an axe and stood here.

Tiger spirit.

"You have passed the test of your master, and you have returned to the original road. There are a lot of treasures left by your master at the stone platform. I hope you can practice."

The boatman said that, and then looked at Ling Hao.

"Emperor Zun, you are the most powerful person in the world today. Although your cultivation has not been restored, in my opinion, no one can compare your achievements in the future."

"Let's go, tiger spirit and I will stop the dead spirit king."

Linghao is shocked. It seems that this man and tiger are ready to sacrifice.

He actually has a way to deal with the king of the dead.

Because he knows where the king of the dead lies!

This is unknown to the world.

"Emperor Zun, later, the strength of the dead king will be restored."

Tiger spirit is worried.

This man is their master's master.

If they are still alive by their master, they must be most respectful.

How could they not respect Ling hao?