Chapter 1690 Master of Gai Dai

A deep roar came, as if a beast in the era of famine had been sealed until now. At this time, it was roaring, and the shocked soul was about to leave the body and crack all over.

This sound was like sultry thunder, making everyone's ears buzz, and the blood was about to break through the blood vessels and thunder all over.

Is this such a strong man? Before it appeared, this kind of low roar alone is so penetrating, which makes people's yuanshen about to burst. It's really terrible.

All the saints retreated and did not dare to watch the battle at close range.

As for the yin soldiers and yin generals, they retreated like a tide, giving up a huge open space.

There is a chariot under the starry sky, with a cage on it, which is as red as blood, like a phoenix blood cast in red gold, because a blood phoenix appears and is entangled on it.

But when I looked carefully, I found that it was just a terrible wood. Some people recognized that it was a kind of divine wood mastered by hell.

"Phoenix Blood Wood."

Everyone's heart is throbbing. This kind of divine wood is a supreme shackle for the yin spirit. As long as it is trapped in the middle, it will be difficult to escape.

It is said that this is a kind of strange wood condensed by immortals after they died and turned into demons, and then grew into a kind of strange wood that was watered by phoenix blood, which specializes in yin gods.

It has a great history. There is only one plant in the world, and there will be no second one. In the same immortal medicine, each plant is unique.

This kind of phoenix blood wood has been circulated. It is said that it can refine all kinds of evil weapons, which is very terrible, leaving an indelible pain to the gods of the past.

The iron chain in the cage ding-dong, hitting the phoenix blood tree, emitting a string of sparks, which shows how strong it is, and the magic weapons are difficult to damage.

There is an old man with white hair and heavy shackles on his hands and feet, even on the phoenix blood wooden cage, and there are many magic needles on his body.

The magic needle is not something else, but is made of phoenix blood wood, which is more than half a foot long. All of them are deeply pierced into this person's body, which is a kind of prohibition to ensure that he can't break free and get into trouble.

Who is this person? Everyone is guessing that the prisoners who can be escorted by so many troops must have a great history.

Moreover, since the hell has said, it must be very sure to use this person to destroy Ye Tong and so on.

Everyone knows that hell collects the strongest corpses from all ages. This person is treated like this. Maybe his identity is extremely unbelievable, and he is a famous figure in the history of cultivation.

"War slave, kill him!" The ghost shouted. There was a magic weapon in his hand, shining like a compass. He turned gently, and all the magic needles on the white-haired man in the cage bounced out and sank into the compass.

Cry!

The chain on the war slave's body broke a little directly. A powerful breath rushed out like a sea of stars, shocking the starry sky, and everyone was throbbing.

No one expected him to be so powerful. This is such a breath as soon as it is unblocked. This is not the fluctuation of the law, but the release of a source power of the body.

It is overwhelming, like a stormy wave, slapped all the sages in the distance and flew out. It can't get close. This is a kind of great power.

"Wow"

He still has shackles on his hands and feet, and he has never really opened it. It is extremely heavy. But the part connected to the cage has been broken.

The man stood up, and his figure was very tall. He walked out of the cage, his white hair was scattered, and he stood in the starry sky like a monument. There is an immortal atmosphere.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared, with his white hair flying wildly, revealing his true face, and in the process, he didn't know how many sages were spitting blood. The body shakes.

They have retreated far enough, but they are still affected. Everyone is shocked that this person's origin and strength may be more terrible than they thought.

The snow-white face is full of wrinkles, but you can see the outline of his past, resolute, indifferent, conceited, extraordinary!

When he was young, he was a heroic and tall man. Even if he was old, he was still majestic.

"The ancient corpse that has not been completely awakened, his blood has never decayed. It's so weird. How can it be preserved?" Everyone was surprised.

There is blood fog and haze in the eyes of the tall old man, which is not very clear. It is more like the intertwined blood and electricity, chaotic, manic, and a breath of extinction.

The compass in Guishuai's hand glowed, and he shouted, "Fight him!" Then he disappeared from where he was.

Everyone is moved. How strong is this white-haired ancient man? No one can explain it clearly. He can't see through it at all!

There is no mana fluctuation, only the most essential physical source, just like Ye Fan in those years, who can fight against the heroes of this life with this instinct.

Dong!

He stepped forward, the universe was trampled, and the stars from all over the world were trembling. He forced Xiaosong to walk forward.

"Young man, go quickly. This man is obviously better than your cultivation. Most of them are the supreme bloodline of the past. He has already achieved great success and has reached the top!" Someone shouted in the rear.

Many people have a good impression of this shy and shy teenager. They can't bear his accident and persuade him.

Komatsu did not retreat, and his eyebrows shone brightly. A treasure wheel appeared, shining a shocking light, and he said softly, "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly."

Many people show suspicion, which is like a special secret technique that can make people's souls stir up, and many people have the feeling that their souls are about to get out of their body.

Everyone in the hell was stunned, and then showed surprise. This teenager is too unusual. What kind of scripture secrets have he mastered?

Everyone couldn't help looking at his Taoist tower. At this time, the fifth floor was particularly bright, flowing fairy light, blooming auspiciously. There was a man sitting cross-legged to chanting scriptures, blessing Xiaosong's body, making the treasure wheel in front of his eyebrows more blazing, making a dragon roar.

"This is... Fuxi Emperor's dragon chanting!"

The ghost was shocked. He couldn't believe all this. His face was a little pale, which had a great impact on the ancient corpse, especially for this kind of awakening and ignorant war slave, like a bright lamp.

Everyone was shocked.

Some powerful monks looked at the Zijin Pagoda of Shenhen, and their eyes were hot. This is really an unbelievable thing, and they have engraved more than a volume of broken scriptures.

The fifth floor tower shines, with shining scriptures, densely covered with the void, while the other eight layers also have a shadow plate, which is thought to be a remnant of the scriptures.

Where did this little guy come from and what monuments he has been to? He actually got so many scriptures by relying on this psychic Taoist pagoda. It's really amazing.

Boom!

The white-haired old man rushed forward. Every step he fell, and the sky collapsed, cracking endless cracks, like the underworld of the gods, and everything in the world could not be stopped.

"Uncle, wake up soon." Komatsu's tender voice echoed, and the treasure wheel in the middle of his eyebrows was even brighter. Moreover, the fifth floor of Zijin Dao Tower is connected with him, and the falling beam turns into a water-like glow, making his eyebrows more gorgeous.

The blood and electricity in the old man's eyes subsided a little, his footsteps slowed down, and his face was a little confused, showing a wisp of doubt, and then he couldn't help roaring up to the sky again.

The pagoda felt something, and the nine layers burned at the same time, and the purple gas evaporated. It is trembling, wailing, calling, and has an inexplicable connection with the old man in front of him.

"My tower!"

Suddenly, the old man spit out these three words. Although he was speechless, he was still heard.

Everyone couldn't help but be horrified. Even all the yin soldiers and generals felt that the big things were not good, like the tide regressing. Who is this person?

Komatsu chants sutras, shouts dragon chants in his mouth, and is mixed with Buddhist Zen singing. The ancient pagoda shines on several layers. He is awakening the old man with a variety of amazing magic power.

There is no murderous atmosphere. There is no sharpness at all, only a pure heart, full of sincerity, pure and flawless mood spread, like spring rain moistening things silently.

A little bit of light and rain. The sank into the old man's head dissipated his irritability and anger, and gradually regained his calm.

"I fought alone in the world, a hero's life, I lost..."

There is confusion in his eyes. There is also relief, which is very complicated and quiet for a short time.

These words are not many, but they are enough to make people think. One of the old sages shouted strangely and said, "I know who he is, and only he can be so powerful. He is lonely!"

As soon as this word came out, it was a sensation here.

Many people know this name. It once became famous in the universe and made a great name. There is only one defeat in this life, but it is not shameful.

Because he is the only person who claims to be able to fight with the Qing Emperor on the Emperor's Road, he once drew the most brilliant light in the historical sky of 10,000 to 20,000 years ago.

How strong the Qing Emperor is, shocking the past and the present, and he is undefeated all his life. When he meets the enemy, he has always swept the past. The only obstacle is to be lonely and arrogant, and there has been a big war.

If Ye Fan is here, he is absolutely familiar with this name. He is a legend in the eternal star domain. He has heard of it.

He was once trained as a war slave by the Eternal Star Domain and wanted to extract the strongest blood from his body. As a result, he was beaten out by loneliness, which made Eternity suffer terrible losses and finally bowed to him.

Someone has said that Ye Fan may become the second arrogant, and the characters from a long time ago have appeared again!

"In the battle with the Qing Emperor before he became a Taoist, he was defeated, but he did not die, and went to practice again. It is said that he created a kind of ** that metamorphosis with remnants, but he never appeared after recluse." Someone sighed softly.

The past things came to people's minds, and everyone sighed that this was the loneliness and pride of those years, a resolute, confident and invincible person, the enemy that the Qing Emperor had to take seriously on the road to the emperor.

No wonder it's so strong, no wonder it's so terrible, it's no wonder that only the original power of the body is released, causing such a terrible fluctuation, a vast galaxy.

"Tagoda... I left it for future generations." Obviously, the loneliness now is no longer what he used to be, because the Qing Emperor is dead, and he has long passed away for many years, and only the fragments of divine consciousness have crossed his blank sea of knowledge.

It was this kind of broken old memory that made his eyes soft and full of closeness when he looked at Komatsu.

"Uncle, I picked up this tower, which was left by a deceased emperor." Komatsu whispered that he did not deceive this chaotic old man, only an instinctive old man.

Lonely and proudly now give birth to some wisdom, and he is not as unable to communicate as outsiders think. Occasionally, he will have a flash of inspiration.

"The heart of the child, the dust can not be locked, the so-called near immortal, is to have the dust to be born."

The old man's eyes became softer and softer, but tears also slipped down. I don't know whether it was for himself or for the end of his descendants.

Everyone was shocked. This was the loneliness and pride of those years. He could fight with the Qing Emperor. Did he really recover his memory? How can it become more and more humanized, and the inspiration is becoming more and more prosperous.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Lonely turned around and faced hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers and generals. He raised his palm and pressed forward.

"Return to the throne of war slaves!" The ghost shouted in horror.

Xiaosong sat in the void, the treasure wheel in his eyebrows flashed, and the dragon chanted and recited curses.

Lonely and proudly disappeared into the army of hell. This place collapsed and cracked. Hundreds of thousands of troops of hell were completely destroyed and killed cleanly!

The starry sky shook a lot this day!

A simple and innocent teenager who blushed when he spoke went to the heavenly court with a lonely heart. All parties in the universe were shocked and a big earthquake happened.

When Komatsu returned, he asked the emperors for a monthly ticket in the middle of the month. It's really too close to the top few. As long as there are dozens of votes, it can explode. Ask for help.

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. RQ