C1906

"Found the tomb of the suspected holy king?"

Qin Sheng sneers at Yang Shao, who comes from the so-called ten families, and says coldly: "a thousand star tree will be moved even by Da Sheng, right?"

"How could it be that the younger disciples of holy land turn to point to ran?"

"Hum."

Qin Sheng snorted again, and the chill on the hidden soul became more and more strong.

"Those ten families are really worthy of criticism. Let the real disciples of the four inheritance areas act as the cannon fodder to explore the way!"

Anyone who has some brains will not be blinded by greed and will not end up as a wedding dress for others.

Sure enough, after a short period of consternation and excitement, the true disciples from the four inheritance areas gradually heard the news of smile on their faces. Instead, they were more and more dignified.

"Is the king above the great saint?" In Xiao Zhan's heart, he said, "the holy king has disappeared in the four inheritance places. Besides, with our true disciples of holy land, they will go to the tomb of the holy king?"

"Are you going to be cannon fodder? Don't quit the task yet? "

At this time, a voice like lightning came out, extremely small and secret, and spread to the minds of all the true disciples in the four inheritance areas.

Yang Shao stands up abruptly. His eyes are as sharp as spirit sabre. He looks at Pei Lao.

"Someone's sneaking in!"

Pei Lao's old face shakes, then bursts out. The void everywhere is crushed, and the spiritual lines arranged here are crushed!

"Chatter, there is really a sneaky mouse here!"

Pei Lao grinned, his mouth pulled out a joking arc, and his palm explored.

"Boom!"

Qin Sheng felt a whirl of heaven and earth. Although he was in the state of soul now, he still felt his heart beating wildly.

"No, it was found!"

Pei's old palm is as dry as a decadent old Kui tree, but it's chilly. It's so cold that even the void will solidify.

"Escape!"

Qin Sheng's reaction came in a flash. He ran "Inception scripture" crazily and turned it into a black lightning, leaving the palace transformed from the carcass of the whale.

Pei laomou's light is quiet and cold. He shoots out substantive ripples. It seems to be very slow. In fact, it's faster than lightning. In an instant, it affects Qin Sheng.

"In my place, can you still escape?"

Pei Lao sneered and then took out a wooden sword from his arms.

The wooden sword is three feet long and very shabby. The spirit lines carved on the sword have been cracked for a long time, but the wood is very cold. Under his eyes, it's all murderous, without any hesitation. Facing Qin Sheng, it's a sword.

"Roar" ~ "

Pei Lao's body was full of terrible black light, and then after the wooden sword, there were countless fierce ghosts, and they went to Qin Sheng with their teeth open and claws open.

"The spirit attack of the little Holy Land!"

"I've been kept for thousands of years, and I don't know how many ghosts have been sealed!"

"I can't stop it!"

Qin Sheng's face changed dramatically. Just when he was about to sacrifice the God-made stele, a golden flash of lightning suddenly came, holding his spirit with one hand and exploding directly.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing some dim gold armour. However, it still gives people a sense of the old's killing atmosphere!

Although Qin Sheng is a soul body, he shivers in a moment, because this breath is very familiar.

"Father?"

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