(Chapter two,)

The first thousand three hundred and eighty-four chapters

‘Zhongzhou Imperial Tomb’.

The feng shui here is extremely wicked. If there are not eight ancient emperors whose tombs are suppressed, I don’t know what it will look like.

On the top of the head, there is a thick yellow cloud, which contains many fierce feng shui avenues, which can be used to destroy the emperor's strongmen. There is no suspense.

Xuanyuan all the way, relying on his own understanding of Feng Shui, my heart is very lamented, this extremely fierce feng shui is really the first time I saw it in my life, this is really true, poor mountains and bad water.

In the past, even if it was with Pengfei, even when it was in 'Baiyun Town', it was the hometown of Pengfei, where the feng shui there was not fierce, even when it was in the shadow of 'Bao Pushan'. It’s also hard to compare with here.

Although there is no sinister atmosphere here, it looks extremely ordinary, but it is full of murder everywhere.

The reason why Xuanyuan’s group was able to walk safely and without incident was because the eight seemingly ordinary graves of the ancient emperor suppressed the feng shui of the place and suppressed all the feng shui.

Once the suppression of the ancient emperor's tomb has expired, even if the ancient sage is in this place, it is very likely that it will die. Unless there is no way to suppress the body, it will be able to protect itself from death. This is beyond doubt.

The speed of the crowd is not fast, surrounded by a loess, except for the similarly known as 'Nether God Grass', 'Undead Phoenix', 'The Spirit of the Ghosts', these little-known heavenly treasures can survive outside this place. Others are hard to survive.

"Xuanyuan brother, this time, you don't want to intervene, we can negotiate with them a few." Mo Zhen's pair of black jewel-like eyes are extremely shiny, smiling, without the slightest fear, to know that as ' The body of the thousand spirits, but there is a danger of being rejected.

"Well, protect Mo Zhen, she is the most dangerous." Xuanyuan looked at the old Confucian, and there were six peerless strongmen.

They beheaded and said: "It is true that the body of the thousand spirits, if not strong enough, can easily become the object of being ruined by the tyrannical heaven and earth."

"Just here, stop." Just between the crowds, Yuan said suddenly.

"Yeah." The teacher had some doubts.

"The portal of 'Lingge' is here, we are here, calling them by our own means, just wait, you can cooperate with me, I have my own way." Yuan Erkou whispered the sound of the day, only to see that the syllables penetrated everything and broke into the void, and both the teacher and Mo Zhen could only listen to the children.

Yuan Er used to be a chaotic ancient stone, but also belongs to the category of heaven and earth, so he has the means to summon them.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, on the top of the head, the thick yellow clouds are splitting toward the two sides. There is a huge gateway, like Nantianmen, which is extremely magnificent. A warrior derived from the heavens and the earth is lined up. They are very heroic and warlike.

"Where are you?" A screaming voice came from the sky, and the words were like the sound of Hong Zhong, roaring down.

"I want to see the people in the 'Lingge', who can be the master." The voice of the ancestors is gentle, she is the darling of the gods, every speech, every syllable, is clear and clear, there is a deep sound of the heavens In the middle, even these Heavenly Soldiers did not dare to offend.

Xuanyuan looked at the strength of those Heavenly Soldiers. One of the emperors was at the peak of the emperor, even the realm of the Emperor. I felt the horror of my heart. The weather of this ‘灵阁’ far exceeded my imagination.

"Then wait a moment, let's go in to inform." A heavenly soldier of a dynasty knows these people, and the origin is not simple, so he is not willing to be slow.

Yuan Er once again said: "It is best to find the Owner of the Linge to speak to me. Otherwise, the wrath of God, the whole ‘灵阁’ can’t afford it.”

Yuan’s words are full of strength, and through the ‘Lingge’ portal, it runs through the deepest part of the entire ‘灵阁’.

The emperor’s heavenly soldier couldn’t help but tremble. He knew that he would not have to inform him, and the ‘the Lord of the Pavilion’ could hear it.

"The little girl has a big tone..." Suddenly a voice came out and I saw an old man. He had to be white and dressed in a Confucian gown. It looked like an old Confucian, with a sharp eyebrow and a square face. Throughout the edge, squatting on the body, suffocating, like the nine days of Leihai rolling, domineering, strong killing is the first person seen by Xuanyuan.

"You still don't deserve to call me a little girl. You are nothing more than a sword that was smashed out by a great **** of thunder at the beginning of the ancient times. It gave birth to a spiritual knowledge and was carefully cultivated by the "Heavenly King", so it was better than me. It was born early, I existed in the ancient times, and I was born by nature, no one cultivated. When I say it, my years are longer than you." Yuan Er has no politeness to the old man in front of him. .

The old man laughed and didn't take it for granted: "Well, let's talk, you come to me today, what is it."

"This old gentleman, can we talk in one step." The teacher bowed and politely.

The old man waved his hand, and the swords were all out. The golden lightsaber shrouded the heavens and the earth and blocked them everywhere.

"Well, you can say it." The old man is not afraid of the six outstanding powers of the two gates of Buddhism. It seems that in his eyes, this is not worth mentioning. You must know that this is his territory.

Xuanyuan amazed that this old man is really not a domineering.

"You "Lingge" want to cooperate with the Protoss, this is not good, I hope that you can recover your life." Mo Zhen's voice is crisp, like a silver bell, her eyes are very focused, very serious.

"Haha, what's wrong, every need, we help them break through the 'Central China', they help us open the road to 'Hong Meng origin', let my whole 'Lingge' education soar, fair trade, If I want to take back my life, let us be self-sufficient and suspect that we will seek to marry them without God." The old man did not care, smiled very freely, and between words, the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' The old man of Confucianism is very disdainful.

The Confucian old man was silent, and the Emperor of Taikoo thought about it. It is not without reason. He has nothing to say.

"It’s really alive on the dog. It’s a singer, and it’s a good thing. As a heaven and earth, do you ask others to spend your life on you and cultivate adult people?” Xuanyuan suddenly said.

"Bold, looking for death." The old man brows a slap, anger, a sigh, killing power, horrible breath crushed down, even if the six masters of the two Buddhas and the two masters combined, they feel the pressure is huge .

However, at this time, from the body of Xuanyuan and Shishi, the 'Yuan Slaughter Sword' and the 'A Nasal Sword' are all manifested in a self-recovery, the Guardian, and the Supreme Master. In the drink, the power contained in it is all resisted.

"'Yuan slaughter sword', 'A nose kills the sword', can't think of it, the Mozu actually combines with the Terran, if it is spread out, I am afraid that the people of the world will be lost." 'The Lord of the Pavilion' sneered, but he did not If you start again, these two big killers can't be underestimated. There is no need to irritate them. If you wake them up, you won't be able to get a benefit.

"The lord of the 'Lingge' has a big temper. It seems that we have no need to talk. I originally wanted to save you from the 'Lingge'. I didn’t know what to do, but I want to kill myself. "Yanger is angry, and even dared to start with Xuanyuan. This is the most unacceptable for her. She took out a sacred order and kept it secretly on her body. It is a gift from God. To some extent, Is the will to represent God.

Xuanyuan heard the words, the heart was anxious, and he was not guilty of this grievance, but the fate was ironic, and he did not want to negotiate again. At this time, the face of the Owner of the Linger changed.

This sentence, even if it is said from the mouth of the old Confucian, he will not agree, but from the mouth of Linger, it is really too important, to a large extent, with the hand That 'God Xuan Ling' has a lot to do with, because it means that God is also standing on the side of their edge.

"Wait, even if I am wrong, after all, we are all heaven and earth spirits, no human culture is so good, and the mood is fascinating, and what is what it is, so there is something that can't be restrained, so please understand." The Lord of the Pavilion is apologizing and mad, is it true that this decision was wrong.

"But you, life and death, what do you do, you actually dare to kill the man who wants to kill me, I don't want to say it." Yuan Er is really angry, she is cold, and Xuanyuan knows that Yuaner has made her means. in silence.

Xuanyuan was dumb, and Mo Zhen and Shi Yi were also very angry. When they turned their heads, they would leave.

The three women have a play, and the 'Lord of the Ginger' has to be a big head. With his cultivation, why can’t you see that these three women have loved them? It’s a darling, they can get a chance, they can predict the future, and they will never rob themselves. The best, the world is hard to find.

"I apologize, I apologize, come here, this little brother, I am wrong, you let these women, and my 'Lingge' reveal a little secret." 'The Lord of the Pavilion' only I was able to suppress my identity and apologize to Xuanyuan.

The situation has changed a hundred and eighty degrees, so that the six outstanding masters of Buddhism and Taoism are all dumbfounded. The old Confucian old man did not understand what happened in the end.

"Forget it, I don't care for the villain." Yuan Er calmed down and knew what the purpose of this time was, no longer temper.

"Yes, yes." "The Lord of the Pavilion" nodded and said that it was a big sigh of relief. The grandmother's temper was bigger than herself.

"If you help the Protoss to break the 'Central China', then half of the killings they made must be counted on the head of the 'Lingge'. Do you think that when the 'Lingge' can rise peacefully, the gods will put it on? Have you ever been, big wounds, and make the charcoal charcoal, will lead to any robbery, you will not know." The edge of the sound is very strong, the words like gold jade impact, straight through the heart,

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