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"Stop him!"

Luo Lao, the ancestor of tianque, set off again to kill Shijie and stop him. Once he succeeded, it was not Chu Chen who died, but everyone would die.

Even if tianque's ancestor was careful and unwilling to do anything, she could not do it. A sage was resurrected in another way. Even if her fighting power was no longer at its peak, the future would be a nightmare for tianque palace. She was cruel and cruel and would never let go of those who had enemies with her.

"Do you think that since I have been working for 3000 years, will I fail so easily?"

Stone tablet coldly asked, immediately issued a roar of laughter: "blood rush Xian Xiao!"

A rebuke came out of his mouth. Suddenly, the whole tomb in the mountain seemed to collapse, making a booming sound.

A strong and strong blood gas burst out from around the array platform where Chu Chen was located. The earth burst out and covered the sky. Chaoluo Laozu and tianque ancestor swept past.

This blood is incomparably strong, just like the blood left behind by millions of people after fighting on the battlefield. It is blazing and shocking.

"Magic and martial arts!"

Luo Lao, the ancestor of tianque, looks changed at the same time. This martial art is absolutely above the ground level. It's extremely terrifying.

"I'm going to keep this move to deal with intruders. Enjoy it. As for the boy, the body, I will decide, no one can stop. In three thousand years, I will come back to the world again and sweep all over the world. "

At this moment, the outside world, the tianque palace elders, disciples, only feel the ground under their feet, shaking, immediately, scared to quit.

After a safe distance, from the big pit where the sword stele was located, suddenly burst out of the big pit where the sword tablet was located. It rushed straight to the nine sky star river and crushed the sky.

At this time, there were dozens of forces in the direction of tianque palace.

They, at the same time, watched the vision in the sky, stopped one after another, and their faces looked surprised.

Among these forces, there is a force, the most dazzling, they ride a snow sculpture on this.

This snow sculpture is extremely huge. It is about ten feet long. Its feathers are pure white. It seems to blend with the snow all over the sky.

"Master, there is the tianque palace in front of you. It seems that the sudden appearance of the spirit is correct. It must be the master of the tianque palace. He has no emotion and is trying to break into the tomb of the sage."

On the snow sculpture, standing dozens of people, one of the elders, stood behind a young man in white robe, respectfully said.

White robed youth, looking at the direction of tianque palace, looks indifferent.

"I broke into the tomb of the sage beyond my ability. However, on that day, there was a tomb of the sage in the place where his ancestral sect was located."

Speaking of this, the man sneered: "I'm afraid the longevity yuan will be exhausted. I want to break into the saint's tomb to find a way to prolong life. But unfortunately, when I met with her, even if she could enter the tomb, everything in it would belong to me. Those who are going to die should have been in the grave long ago. What's the use of lingering for breath? "

"The little Lord is right. However, although there is not much life in Wuliu, the cultivation is to respect the martial arts. If you want to make a move, you still have some strength." Behind him, said the elder.

"So what? The whole tianque palace is just that she can be cultivated by one person, and all the remaining elders and disciples are martial artists who are not in the stream. Are you worried that they are not the opponents of qingwuliu?"

"It's just martial arts. I'm not worried about it. After all, she's not old enough and she's not fit. If I fight, I can definitely kill her."

The old man said faintly, the wind is light and the clouds are light. However, what he said is shocking. If you fight, you can't lose the tianque ancestor. You can't feel the flow!

He, however, is also a man who respects martial arts.

"That's the best. By the way, I heard that there was a disciple named Xueyao in tianque palace. She was known as the holy daughter of tianque palace. She was gifted and looked outstanding. This time, I have to have a good understanding. " White robed youth, the corner of the mouth appears a trace of evil smile.

Immediately, the snow sculpture flew straight to tianque palace.

At the same time, the rest of the world, the forces of all sides, also continued to set off at this moment.

"Palace master, there are two other people in it. Will everything be ok?"

Tianque palace, many disciples asked in a voice, their faces full of surprise, this scene, they saw for the first time.

"There should be nothing wrong. The tomb is just a dead saint. If you take the Palace major as your major, it will be OK." Bai Feng said.

Hearing this, a group of disciples relaxed.

"The palace master will be OK. Then they, too, will be OK." The goddess of tianque, with a cold face, thinks so in her heart.

At this time, inside the snow sword peak, in the tomb!

Three thousand years ago, Shijie left a special move. The blood rushed into the Xianxiao and covered the sky with endless blood. Luolao and tianque ancestors had to resist it. The body, was caught in.

These blood gas, also hidden evil spirit, condensed into one after another of the terrible shadow.It can be resisted, but the problem is that Shijie has enough time to take over Chu Chen's body.

"He died three thousand years ago. As a saint, don't you know that death can't be reborn, and everything is doomed." Luo Lao, a cry of indignation.

"Death, no rebirth, everything, destiny? Ridiculous! You can't be reborn. That's because some people don't have this ability. Therefore, they are doomed by God and can't even control their fate. But I, with this strength, revive, why not do this? "

Stone tablet crazy voice says.

"Life is the source of all power. If there is life, there is hope. Once I am resurrected, even if my strength is zero and I start from scratch, I can go to the top and kill those who block me.!

After Shi Jie finished, he looked at Chu Chen.

"Boy, if you open the sword tablet, you have refined ten thousand sword techniques. Each sword skill is condensed by my ideas, representing a little bit of fragmented sword art. The reason why I let the people who leave the tablet swallow it is that I can better control after I occupy the body. Now, the two people you expect can't save you. If you don't want to experience the feeling that your soul power is being eroded by life, you can choose not to move and let me swallow it. In this way, I can save you a brand-new memory without disappearing. "

Stone tablet, step by step, the whole body surging with surging blood, said the voice of indifference.

"If you don't resist, you can preserve your whole memory without suffering from being erased." Chu Chen murmured, his eyes twinkled and looked at the other side.

Luo Lao, the ancestor of tianque, was entangled in his blood by countless strange shadows like tentacles. At this time, he could not break free to save him.

In other words, Shijie, to occupy his body, no one can stop, everything has become inevitable!

"I, agree! As long as you do not erase my memory, I can not struggle Chu Chen, this is the only choice.

"You know what you are!"

Hearing the speech, the stone tablet shows a sneer. This boy is still too naive. Do you really think that I will save your memory? Once you occupy the back of the flesh, your memory will be worn away by me. Don't be paranoid. Relying on a trace of memory, you can take back the flesh.

The thought of sarcasm in the heart, immediately the stone tablet body melts, forms a blood gas, flies toward Chu Chen.

Chu Chen Mou son stares at this blood gas to rush to, indifference is matchless, the eye socket depth, revealed a gray stillness, as if, had already recognized the life, no longer resisted.