Chapter 137 The Living Drought War General
"I didn't expect these people to be undead bodies!" Sheng Yi looked at Li Lin, who was stunned, and saw that Jin Yang, who was not surprised, sighed secretly. He finally met the wreckage of a psychic fairy treasure. Unexpectedly, he was extracted from the power of the source to make them die completely.
"Thirty-six Drought Warlords, how many are there!" Jinyang suddenly asked in a low voice, and the Mingzong classics read in the sea of knowledge have found records about the undead corpses. During the barbaric period, the God of War's subordinates died in battle. Instead, they did not directly bury him. Instead, they extracted a huge force and became the most powerful warrior. Between life and death, there is infinite potential. Although there is not so much potential for rebirth from the dead, it is also a rare hero.
Shengyi and Li Lin stared, and their hearts were sinking. Looking around, all the bodies were dry and the outlines, but only one coffin was scattered, nothing, and the black gas emitted from the rest of the coffins was completely absent.
"I'm afraid it has melted!" Li Lin guessed and was a little hesitant.
Jin Yang sneered when he heard the words and pointed his hand: "Look, the wreckage of the three psychic treasures are all lost, and their source power exists to keep the body. Now the collapse of the Drought Mausoleum must be the collapse of one of them." Jinyang paused and looked at the contemplative Sheng Yi and said, "I'm afraid these dry god corpses are failures!"
"Failure?" Li Lin asked in surprise and didn't believe it. She slowly walked to the bodies with the divine wing bow and looked at them one by one. For a long time, under the attention of the two, they turned over one by one, withered bodies like dead trees. Thirty-five corpses had almost almost no human race, all of which were all kinds of rare monsters, each with talent and magical powers, and could earn belligerent people.
"Really!" Li Lin stood up and stood in the scattered coffin with a divine wing bow in her hand.
Jinyang looked up and looked around, and the mausoleum without the support of psychic fairy fell down, revealing a large hole. Giant stones fell from the black fog, and the smashed coffin bounced up.
"Go!" Shengyi opened his mouth and turned to the main tomb. Li Lin looked at Shengyi and looked at Jinyang standing with a sword. I can't help but stay still. Now the three of them are the strongest. If they attack the two and no one can deal with him, even if they work together, they won't have much chance to win.
Jin Yang glanced at Li Lin and knew what she was thinking. The power of the divine wing bow was so powerful that even the realm of the holy seven disasters and earth immortals should be cautious. He couldn't help looking at Li Lin, but Jin Yang did not intend to unite with her. A wolf and a tiger are all guys who eat people without spitting bones.
Turning around and looking at the direction of Sheng Yi's going, the two tombs are not far from each other, but the area and specifications are very different. There are only 36 coffins in the tomb, and there are only 36 coffins in the main tomb, and there are some cherished treasures in the tomb, which can now be found.
Jinyang stood in the main tomb, and everything in front of him did not change much. It was just a dark grid that had been opened, and the treasures in full bloom had been robbed by the old demons of Montenegro, and there was a mess in front of him. The only thing that has not changed is the coffin in front of us, the coffin cast in blue and red copper, and the coffin lid on it has long been removed. And Shengyi had already stood above the green coffin. Just as Jin Yang stared at him, there was a scream behind him.
"The body is resurrected!" Li Lin went straight to Jinyang with blood all over her body, and her eyes were full of fear. It could be seen that she was shocked and hurt. Jin Yang immediately clenched the shadow behind her, and the thirty-way figures all got up. There was no change in his body, and there was no change at all. Just when Jin Yang wondered how they hurt Li Lin.
With a sharp roar, thirty-five shadows stood up and no longer moved. Li Lin did not look back, and the divine wing bow in her hand was aimed at her. With a slight movement, it was a fatal blow.
"It's all an illusion! The real monster is there!" Shengyi appeared beside Jinyang and suddenly shouted. Li Lin, who turned around and pointed to the Qingcang coffin and stumbled over, was shocked. She was extremely nervous and stared at the Qingcang coffin.
"Yes, it is green and red copper, a good material for forging psychic fairy embryos, that is, it is strong!" Sheng Yi laughed and said that he was determined to get it. Even if the drought war would be resurrected, he would get it. Li Lin stared at his eyes full of fire. She was just scared, but now she is fierce.
" Such a big coffin! Divide the three equally!" Li Lin gritted her teeth and said, three feet long and ten feet wide of blue and red copper. Although it is not as huge as creating a broken psychic fairy treasure outside, it also casts a spiritual virtual fairy treasure. If separated, it can also forge a powerful fantasy fairy treasure embryo.
"As long as you can kill something in it, it doesn't matter." Shengyi said, looking at the green coffin and leaving. Jinyang looked at his figure and doubted it to the extreme. It was not that he had never entered. The green coffin was not a fairy weapon, and there was no prohibition. The space in it was narrow, and there was not much space for the dry body to lie in it. When Jin Yang fell in, the two were close to each other.
I glanced at Li Lin and saw that her face was changing and still wandering.
Looking at Sheng Yi Jinyang, who slowly walked to the green coffin, he sneered in his heart. This guy was afraid that he didn't want the two to join hands and wanted to scare Li Lin slowly. As long as he went up to grab it, he was afraid he would be killed immediately.
Just as Jinyang was about to lift his feet and walk to the Qingcang coffin, a gray light suddenly flew out of the coffin. It hit the ground with a crisp sound. The three people jumped down. Li Lin was nervous and almost shot out the golden sword feather of the divine wing bow. Sheng Yi paused and his momentum rose to the extreme.
The two were nervous that the corners of Jinyang's eyes shrank, and it was the universe mirror that flew out of the green coffin, and they still rolled on the ground twice before moving.
"Hmm?" Jin Yang reacted, and the spiritual power in the sea rushed to the universe mirror and wrapped tightly. Just as Jinyang felt the situation of the universe mirror, the saint's body moved and disappeared in their eyes, without even a trace of shadow. In an instant, the green coffin shook, and the hollow pattern shone with crystal blue light.
"Be careful!" Li Lin was not weak. Standing on the edge of the tomb, the divine wing bow raised the golden sword feather and pointed straight around Jinyang, and the earth fairy consciousness swept around.
The suddenly disappearing saint Jinyang was shocked, summoning the crumbling universe mirror and grasping the moment of the underworld in his hand.
The vision of the continuous green coffin shook, and somehow the coffin that returned to its original position floated, and wisps of corpse demon breath flowed out in the blue light.
Ceng......
Sheng Yi, who disappeared in the tomb, appeared. The dragon gun in his hand was nailed to the green coffin, and his body stood upside down on the coffin. Jin Yang's body sank, and the Holy Seventh disaster cultivation completely overwhelmed his blood. The shadow coiled in the air, and the dragon's head was aimed at the coffin. The solemn atmosphere in the main tomb made people unable to breathe. Li Lin's golden sword feather almost shot out. Between the electric fireworks, she stopped her mind and hummed. Her thin lips overflowed with blood, and her chest was uncomfortable and tight.
On Shengyi's independent green coffin, the sword-brow star's locked and still body suddenly moved, and the breath of the corpse rushed away with the body that made him retreat.
"You took everything in the mausoleum. Why bother me!" A sigh was like an old man, but every word he said pierced the hearts of the three people like a needle. The demon gas of the corpse that rushed to Shengyi will collect the coffin in an instant.
"Drought warrior? Or the dead who came back from the dead?" Sheng Yi retreated to Jinyang and asked, looking at the slowly rotating green coffin, the big gun in his hand did not relax at all. Jin Yang glanced at him. It was a blessing but not a disaster. It was a disaster that could not be avoided. This kind of ancient man's cultivation was terrible, and he could only look directly at it.
Just as Sheng Yi stared at the coffin, Jin Yang's mind moved and remembered that it was recorded in the Mingzong classics that the wild god of war gave birth to life in the bones after his death, just like reincarnation. Most of them had the power of holiness and was open and uprightness. Is it possible that there is no pregnancy and a complete life? Jin Yang said secretly.
"The boy guessed well!" The slight change of Jin Yang's pupil was felt by the man. With his wisdom shining on himself, it was still normal to guess Jin Yang's idea. Shengyi and Li Lin glanced at Jinyang and were moved.
The Drought War, which died in the drought, will lie in the coffin and get up again after being disturbed by the three people. The old body slowly rises from the green coffin. The old body is yellow, thin, with no qi and blood, and wrinkled on its face, like a dead man in the ground.
staring at the old man who got up, Jin Yang narrowed his eyes and observed carefully, and the engraving of the god in his hand was in front of him. After a while, Jin Yang said, "Are you half dead?" Looking at the old man, Li Lin suddenly turned her head and looked at Jin Yang. They were all shocked and turned to stare at the old man.
The skinny old man suddenly laughed when he heard Jin Yang's words: "The thirty-sixth warlord began to guard this mausoleum in the early stage of the wilderness. It is not easy not to die completely in the past three eras!" The old man standing in the green coffin said slowly, staring at Jinyang's underworld moment and didn't know what he was thinking.
Three contemporary practitioners stared at the old man before the two eras, without any momentum, like a mortal who was about to go. Ling walked emptyly, and the old man slowly walked to the three people, and the breath in the tomb suddenly stagnated.
"The Mingzong is always so powerful that people guess!" The old dry warrior who slowly fell in front of Jinyang showed a slight hunchback, and his eyes were yellow and lightless.
"Mingzong, I don't know much." Jin Yang opened his mouth, and the moment of the underworld had no intention of letting go at all. The old Drought War will be stunned and look straight at the moment of the underworld in Jin Yang's hand.
The tomb suddenly became silent. Jin Yang looked at the ancient Drought Warrior in front of him and his heart sank. The old man pointed out that he must have something to ask for!
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