"Grave ghost fire, come out!" Dream Sansheng again.
Sound through the void! The whole Fengshui beizong is the voice of dream Sansheng!
There are a lot of cities in the four directions. For a time, countless practitioners fly out of the city in horror and fly to this place quickly.
Yan Chuan bound Fengyin and Yang, Bai Di Tian and Liu Jin.
The demon heaven war restrains a group of subordinates.
Do all frown at the dream Sansheng, do not know why dream Sansheng came here!
A group of geomantic experts, but no one came out to fight against the dream of Sansheng.
The Hongmeng gourd was so powerful before!
To worship Yin and Yang is to fight 10000 by one person, and dream Sansheng is to destroy 10000 by one person, which is even more terrifying than worshipping Yin and Yang.
To the center of the dream with Sanren.
At the center of Fengshui beizong is a huge mountain, which is different from other mountains around. It is as bare as a tomb bun. From afar, it is very desolate.
The strong breath of dream Sansheng is oppressed.
In the distance, there is a gap in the center of the mountain where the tomb is made.
From the gap, slowly out of a figure.
An old man in grey robe, with silver hair and chaotic eyes, has a large number of wrinkles on his face, without any prestige. He is better like an ordinary old man and comes out step by step.
Meng Sansheng's eyes are slightly narrowed, and his whole body momentum is restrained!
Meng Sansheng stares at the old man in grey robe.
The old man also went up to a terrace in front of him.
The old man stood quietly on the high platform.
Numerous geomantic experts in all directions showed surprise.
"Lord? Well, how could this happen A feng shui master was surprised.
"Are you the ghost of the grave? How do you get so old? " Meng Sansheng was surprised.
The old man was the leader of the northern sect. The ghost fire of the tomb stood quietly on the terrace and looked around.
Eyes from a strong body across, suddenly saw Feng Yin and Yang.
A glimmer of light flashed through the muddy eyes of the tomb ghost fire. It was as if I had guessed something.
Finally, the eyes of the tomb ghost fire looked at Meng Sansheng!
"Dream Sansheng? I haven't seen you for many years. What are you doing here? " Asked the ghost fire of the tomb in a hoarse voice.
Meng Sansheng frowns slightly, but still says in a deep voice: "I come to borrow something from you!"
The ghost fire of the tomb was silent for a moment and said, "it can't be borrowed from the head."
"Hahaha, head on the neck? Maybe, I want the reincarnation pool. " Dream Sansheng said with a smile.
"Reincarnation pool?" In the distance, yin and Yang's face changed.
"What's the matter?" Yan Chuan asked.
"Reincarnation pool? Your majesty, this reincarnation pool is a treasure of my ghost Valley vein. It can be refined only when you have a deep understanding of my vein. All the Lords of the Southern Sect, including the masters, have not been able to refine it. The ghost fire in the tomb is so powerful In the face of yin and Yang.
Feng Yin and Yang marvel, distant tomb ghost fire is also a frown.
Turn your head and look at the four geomantic masters.
"Reincarnation pool? It is in order to refine the samsara pool that I became the present-day appearance of Shouyuan. I know only five people. Unexpectedly, among these five people, there are spies you planted. Ha ha! What a quick move The eyes of the ghost fire in the grave are cold.
Hand probing, tomb ghost fire gently move.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Two of the four geomantic masters suddenly burst into the open, and their souls suddenly appear in the palm of the ghost fire in the tomb.
Not only these two people, from the four sides, there are three souls shot, instantly compressed, appeared in the palm of the tomb ghost fire.
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