Chapter 3764

The breath of death rose into the sky and swept the whole devil's land.

This is the purest breath of death. Ordinary martial artists will die if they touch it. Even the strong in the holy land will be injured if they are infected with this terrible breath.

Buzz!

All the rotten corpses in the whole wasteland were silent at this moment. They were prostrate on the ground, and their faces were full of awe and piety.

Their mouths were full of complicated words, and their bodies trembled slightly.

"Isn't the ghost emperor dead?"

Fang Chen's face was completely dignified. He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his inner vibration. His dark eyes stared at the cracked altar.

Where?

The breath of death is diffuse, soaring into the sky, and an illusory head is gradually condensing.

"Ghost emperor."

Finally, Fang Chen saw the unreal face clearly.

The legendary ghost emperor, who suppressed the peak of an era, was even much older than the Supreme Master of Fu Jian.

Nowadays, in the end of the law era, there are few legends about the ghost emperor.

However, in any case, as long as the word "ghost emperor" is mentioned, it will turn pale.

Buzz!

The gloomy and terrifying smell of death seemed to refine the whole devil's land. On his huge face, there was a trace of cold murderous intent. When he opened his eyes, the army of decaying corpses prostrated on the ground got up and shouted the name of the ghost emperor.

"My people."

The ghost emperor opened his mouth, and his breath shook the sky. The ancestor of the sword madman and monster group nearest to him was blown away in an instant.

"You have guarded me for endless years, and now I am finally recovering."

Every word of the ghost emperor contains the extreme cold killing intention, giving people a tremor from the depths of the yuan God.

"It's cold."

Even though he was far away, Fang Chen could still feel the cold attack. His body trembled and he soon recovered his mind.

Buzz!

The perfect blood flowed, and a cool breath shrouded Fang Chen's Yuanshen, defending against the cold air.

At the same time, the rosefinch blood in Fang Chen's body was also gradually turbulent. The temperature of the surrounding air gradually became hot. After a while, Fang Chen's whole body was shrouded in flames.

"Rosefinch blood."

Fang Chen clenched his fist and shouted in his heart.

It is worthy of being the blood of the ancient sacred animal rosefinch. It is so strong that it can resist the death breath of the ghost emperor.

"Who awakened me with blood sacrifice?"

In the void, the huge face hangs, and the ghost emperor's eyes, like a sword, penetrate everyone's heart.

The ancestor of the demon and beast group got up from the ground, did not care to tidy up his clothes, and said with a trembling body: "master ghost emperor, I broke the altar with the life and blood of my people to wake you up."

Huh?

Hearing the words, the ghost emperor's startling eyes fell on the ancestors of the monster group.

The latter sprawled on the ground and felt that his head was about to burst.

He even thought that if the ghost emperor wanted to kill himself, he just needed an idea.

At this moment, the sword madman was also a little afraid. Unexpectedly, the ghost emperor was really in the devil's land. He just wanted to find the second volume of drunk swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, it led to the Legendary Super cruel man, the ghost emperor.

"It's the descendant of the old tiger spirit."

A moment later.

The ghost emperor moved his eyes away and nodded with satisfaction. At the same time, he also saw the body of the ancestors of the monster group.

Hearing the speech, the ancestor of the monster group breathed a sigh of relief. The ghost emperor knew his ancestor. At least he can guarantee that the ghost emperor will not attack himself.

"Since you are the descendant of the tiger spirit, and you wake me up, I will give you a chance."

While talking, the huge face opened its mouth, and a cold air burst out in an instant.

The ancestor of the demon and beast group was stunned. He rushed in an instant with cold air. He subconsciously reached out to catch it and looked down. It was a token.

"My ghost weapon was left at the end of death. With this token, you can go to the end of death and find it."

The ghost emperor said, "if you can successfully bring back the ghost ware of this seat, you will get the inheritance of this seat and control the rotten corpse army under this seat."

"Thank you, master ghost emperor."

The ancestor of the monster group was so excited that he hugged his fist and thanked him.

"Senior."

Just then, the sword madman also spoke.

"The younger generation is also willing to share the sorrow for the ghost emperor and the elder generation, and is willing to help the ancestors of the monster group to find the ghost tools together."

"Oh?"

The ghost emperor's eyes turned, his mouth opened, and he took another breath of cold air. The sword madman took the token and was very happy.

"What do you want?"

"The younger generation practices drunken sword and inherits it. Now I lack drunken sword skill Volume II..."

Before his words were finished, the terrible smell condensed into a yellowing book under the altar and flew to his side.

He opened his palm and the yellowed book landed. On the cover, there were five powerful characters - drunken swordsmanship Volume II.

"Drunken swordsmanship."

The sword madman gripped the yellowed book and was very excited.

"Thank you for your success. I will live up to your wishes."

Far away.

Fang Chen looked around, and he was puzzled.

"Is it just a shadow?"

If the ghost emperor really recovers, he will never be found.

You know, the ghost emperor was a famous cruel man.

"Well?"

At this time, Fang Chen found that the ghost emperor's mouth spewed out two vague smells, which instantly penetrated into the ancestors of the monster group and the head of the sword madman.

At the next moment, the two were confused, like walking dead.

"See your master."

Both of them hold fists together and are in awe of the ghost emperor.

"Is this... Controlled?"

Fang Chen was terrified. He was so relaxed that he controlled the two people. Is this a bad way?

WOW!

At this time, Fang Chen found that the ghost emperor's dark eyes came through the void.

"Go."

Almost without any thought, he ran away.

He doesn't want to be controlled by the ghost emperor and become a walking corpse.

"Terran?"

A complicated look appeared on the ghost emperor's huge face. Immediately he said in a cold voice, "you two, go and catch that guy. Remember, I want to live."

"Yes, master."

The ancestor of the monster group and the sword madman took a look at Fang Chen's escape place and quickly pursued him.

"Children."

After they left, the ghost emperor looked at the carrion army and said, "continue to guard the devil's land. Anyone who intrudes will be killed without mercy."

With that, his huge face gradually disappeared.

Buzz!

The devil's land is calm again, but there is an extra statue of the ghost emperor on the broken altar.

If a powerful person is here, he will surely know that the ghost emperor is not really resurrected, but only a ray of residual thoughts.

In those years, due to chaos, his body was broken and the yuan God was severed. There was only a wisp of residual thoughts. He fled here to sleep, leaving a glimmer of life.

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