Chapter 909

Name:Demon Scum Author:shocking waves
Outside the celestial burial world, there were many people waiting for the monks to come out.

Most of them were local friars from the land of Wusha, and a few were the disciples brought by the rest of the monks who entered the celestial world.

Some of these people were alone in one place, while others gathered together to talk about something. However, there were some interesting expectations on each face. However, there were some worries in the expectation. After all, when the funeral fairyland was opened, at least half of the people fell down, which made them not very confident in the power of the door.

In addition to these people, in the middle of the sky, there was a flying boat that looked no more than ten feet in size.

The surface of the boat is dark. Except for the hidden runes on the surface, there is nothing special about it. However, if anyone enters it, he will be surprised, because the boat is a treasure of Xumi, and the inside of the boat is a palace.

At this time, in the palace hall, fairy music played, singing and dancing, more than a dozen beautiful women on earth, enough to charm the country, were singing and dancing in the center of the hall.

"It's almost time. Why hasn't anyone come out yet?"

In this elegance, a man's voice, which is a little sharp, suddenly breaks the harmonious picture.

This is a man who looks like he is in his thirties. He is sitting on the side of the hall, holding a glass in his hand and filling it with wine.

"Brother Ma, it's true that the opening day of the three-month burial of fairyland has arrived today, but after all, it has not been opened for nearly three thousand years. It seems that few people know if it is accurate to a certain time." At this time, sitting in the middle of the main hall on the seat of an old man, not slow to respond to his words.

"You're a bull's nose. If you want to ask me, just say so. Why beat around the Bush? It's true that the last time I saw the celestial world, it would have ended once or twice! " Suddenly another man's voice rang out.

The man's appearance was similar to that of his voice. He was rather rough. He was not only very strong, but also had a three inch long single horn on his head, which was a demon clan.

"Since even the demon king has said so, brother Ma, you should rest assured. I think you should at least be able to walk out of the door this time!" The Taoist priest is not warm and does not seem to be comforting.

"Taoist priest lingxu is really calm. There is still no mood fluctuation at this time. My sect leader is very worried." At this time, another middle-aged man who didn't speak before answered.

"Ha ha, Master Zhang, your holy river sect is one of the most important sects in our world. This time, you will bring your own team. Are you afraid there is a problem?" The Taoist priest shook his head and laughed. Then he took a look at the man sitting beside him and said, "it's brother tie. I found that you were upset from the beginning. I heard that this time, you guangyuanzong and Guangyuan three sons all went in. I'm afraid that such a strong strength is not under the Holy River sect!"

"My guangyuanzong is a desperate gamble. If something happens, I'm afraid the whole guangyuanzong can't afford it!" The iron old monster glanced at the crowd and hit a ha ha way.

"Hey, brother tie, some filters. As long as we old guys are here, we can't fall down!" This is another look very weak man, not warm, not fire mouth.

"Yuan Daozi, you don't have a pain in your back. You still have thousands of years of life. But Tieren doesn't have hundreds of years to live. It seems that there are more than one or two Shou yuan's shorter than tie's?" Iron old monster heard this, some unhappy.

"Haha, maybe, there are several kinds of treasures that can prolong life for more than 100 years. If we can get some, we guys can live a lot more time!" An old Taoist who also looks like a fairytale has made an excuse. It seems that he has great confidence in the people who enter it this time.

"Even if you can prolong your life, you will die only a few years later. If only there were treasures that are of great use to flying and shooting." The iron old monster said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Feisheng, iron old monster, I think you want more. Among us, Zhuo nishang is the only one. Zhuo Xianzi has this chance." Lao Dao looked at Zhuo nishang, who also poured and drank from himself, but did not open his mouth to talk with others.

"It's true that Zhuo Xianzi was so young that she had advanced to the later stage of transformation and entered the realm of great perfection. It's not impossible for Zhuo to fly up." Other people heard, but also can not help but echo, this attached harmony, with a little envy.

"I think you really want more. Since the late stage of my promotion, not to mention crossing the big realm, even if I want to cross a small realm, it's still difficult for me to stay on the seventh floor. I can't feel the breakthrough of the eighth level." Zhuo nishang is wry smile, words for their own progress did not have the slightest assurance.

"Zhuo fairy, after all, is young. It can't be done for one or two hundred years. It will take hundreds of years to have a chance. It's better than those of us who have no hope at all. If someone under your family brings good things out of it, maybe the bottleneck will break through. Moreover, with the longevity of the fairy, most of them can wait until the next celestial burial world opens!" That yuan Daozi quite envious said.What's more, the whirlpool of neon sky suddenly changes around the entrance of the fairyland.

"The burial fairyland will be closed!" I don't know who said that. The old monsters who originally sat in the temple could not sit still and shot the boat out.

At this time, a few white lights suddenly appeared near the entrance of the burial fairyland. The light suddenly appeared and disappeared quickly. Several figures appeared immediately, such as Lin Haoming and Zhao Keming.

Looking at the several figures that appeared, people felt a burst of doubt, because the number of people who appeared was too small, the two groups of people and Demons added up to only five.

"Demon king, at the end of the last burial in fairyland, they were sent out one after another?" Looking at these five strange faces, lingxu Taoist priest asked with some doubts.

"Last time, all the people were sent out at the same time, there was no batch, and you can see that the entrance to the celestial burial world has disappeared by more than half!" The demon king looked ugly and pointed to the black hole that had shrunk a lot.

Hearing what he said, all the other gods became ugly. The old iron monster was even bloodless. Looking at one of the five people, he suddenly asked, "Lin Haoming, is there something going on inside? Why are you only coming out?"

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