Left thirteenth walked towards the heroic spirits, and these heroic spirits surrounded the thirteenth left, all chattering.

"boom!"

Just when the thirteenth from the left was enveloped by these heroic spirits, a beam of light burst out from a tomb behind. In this beam of light, a larger heroic spirit, like a mountain, looked down on everyone.

"Brother Qiang!"

These heroic spirits have retreated, the immortal heroic spirits in the Middle Ages. This so-called strong brother has a beard, a red armor, and a cloak behind him, like a pirate.

"Brother Qiang, we agree with him!"

"Hmph, not even the barbarians, what kind of destiny!"

Brother Qiang rushed out of the grave, disdainfully, the ethereal spirit body turned into a violent wind and swept all around. The place of the tomb is gloomy.

"This is the evil spirit?"

"I just said that the surrounding yin is too heavy. If it weren't for the suppression of the cemetery, these are all evil spirits!"

The thirteenth left raised his head and looked up. The heroic spirit is a heroic spirit, but this heroic spirit obviously has a bad attitude.

And Guangcheng and others, seeing the heroic "Brother Qiang" appearing, knelt down again, and their hearts were settled.

"Brother Qiang, he is the inheritor of Emperor Xia..." The ghosts and the heroic spirits were talking again.

"Get out of me!"

Brother Qiang swooped down, staring at the thirteenth left, the huge spirit body, about to envelop the thirteenth left.

The heroic spirits do have no attack power, but this is a cemetery. These heroic spirits have a certain amount of spiritual power. Under this spiritual power, the heart of the thirteen left eyebrows beat a few times.

"You are not the Son of Destiny at all!"

"Neither did I say that it was the Son of Destiny. You said it?"

In the face of this huge heroic spirit, the thirteenth left was not afraid, the blood crystal on his eyebrows turned to block the spirit power.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid of you?"

One big and one small, one stiff and one spirit, staring at each other.

"Do you think we really have no offensive power?" Brother Qiang was disdainful, and at this time, behind Brother Qiang, a series of heroic spirits rushed out. These heroic spirits rushed towards the thirteenth left.

"You are not a barbarian, but we can transform you into a barbarian!"

"Let you become a barbarian first, other things, I'll talk about it later!"

Brother Qiang, these heroic spirits want to rush into the eyebrows of the thirteenth left, and want to change the thirteenth left.

"I'm not a barbarian!"

With a long roar from the left thirteenth, Yun Ji's soul burst out. Although there is no aura, with the abnormal zombie body, the thirteenth from the left can also arouse Yunji's soul fire.

"Do you dare to burn us?"

"Stop, you dare to disobey the heroic spirit!"

Guangcheng and the others were angry. The thirteenth guy from the left dare to hurt the heroic spirit. Guangcheng and others broke out on the spot, and a coercion directly suppressed the thirteenth from the left.

"Stop it, stop it!" Shengzhuyuan wanted to say something.

"Holy Lord, you have also seen that he hurt the heroic spirit, and the heroic spirit also said that he can be transformed into a barbarian!"

"Yes, transform into a barbarian!"

Guangcheng and the others stared at the thirteenth left, and at this time the thirteenth left could no longer move. The thirteenth from the left is really no way, and it can't be compared with the supreme.

"Uncle's!"

The thirteenth from the left can't wait for death, let these heroic spirits enter the body, it may not necessarily cause something.

"Boom!"

Yun Ji's soul fire mutated again, and at the same time, the back of the thirteenth left rushed out of the mountains and seas, trying to block it.

"This kid, without aura, where did these supernatural powers come from?"

Brother Qiang and others were dissatisfied with the thirteenth left, and the three hundred heroic spirits wanted to persuade them, but it was a good thing to hear that they could change the barbarians.

"Son of Destiny, just accept it, what's wrong with being a barbarian?"

"When you are big, why?"

"Come on, have the ability to kill me!"

Left thirteen roared again, trying to break free, but still did not break free.

"I think how long you can toss?"

A named hero came out from the cemetery, and instantly more than two thousand heroes stared at the thirteenth left. Around the thirteenth left, the Yin Qi was too heavy. These medieval heroic spirits wanted to change the thirteenth left into a barbarian.

"Continue to suppress!"

Headed by Brother Qiang, these heroic spirits looked at Zuo Thirteen contemptuously, and wanted to break free and dream.

Guangcheng and the others once again dropped their spells. In the cemetery, golden light was shining brightly. On the thirteenth left, the mountains and seas were bursting, and the gods were dissipating.

The Supreme Law turned into a cage, trying to completely suppress the left thirteenth.

"Not convinced yet?" These heroic spirits looked at Zuo Thirteen unconvinced, and also showed a hint of appreciation.

"Just this violent temper is suitable for our barbarians, right?"

"Yes, let him become a barbarian!"

These heroic spirits all laughed wildly. They are all barbarians, and the Son of Destiny must also be a barbarian. The heroes of the Dark Age also reacted, and then began to persuade the thirteenth from the left.

"Just give up, kid, how nice it is to be a barbarian!"

"Yes, we can teach you!"

"Nonsense!"

Only then did the thirteenth from the left experience what is meant by nonsense. These heroic spirits are ghosts and believe in these ghosts.

"Haha, okay, I'll go ahead and reform!"

Brother Qiang saw that the thirteenth left did not move, and finally grinned. The huge spirit body seemed to shrink into dust, and he wanted to enter the thirteenth left's nose.

"It's too much, get out of here!"

The thirteenth from the left roared, and there was no other way but to use an osteotome to suppress it.

"boom!"

Turning over his left hand, the imperial weapon came out. The bone-through mirror was incomplete, but it was still an imperial weapon. In front of the imperial weapon, Emperor Wei Huanghuang instantly caused Brother Qiang's spiritual body to burn.

"what!"

These heroic spirits were frightened, and the thirteenth from the left actually had an imperial weapon. But at this moment, in the deepest part of the cemetery, hundreds of tombs of heroic spirits that have never manifested burst out with rays of light.

"Boom!"

The entire cemetery seemed to be turned over. In the cemetery, the ground was cracking, and under the huge tombstone, one hand broke out of the ground.

"Oh my God!"

Guangcheng and the others were stunned. The ancient heroes had never been born, so why did they appear this time?

Outside the cemetery, sweeping Jiang Baili knelt down, feeling the ancient heroic spirit, Jiang Baili's tears came out.

"Master, they have also appeared. Can you really return in this life?"

Jiang Baili was kneeling, and at this time, in the cemetery, the other heroic spirits were silent as if they were frozen. There are also levels of heroic spirits. The innermost heroic spirits exist in ancient times and have a body.

"It's over, got these ancestors out?"

"Is it an imperial weapon?"

"This kid is going to be torn apart!"

One hand, all mud, tore through the tomb, and then a terrifying body crawled out of the tomb, and a fierce air instantly enveloped the cemetery.

"Hurry up!"

"Swish swish!"

These heroic spirits were all frightened, and they would vanish in smoke if they were to be infected with these fierce auras.

"You, you, what imperial weapon did you use to get these ancestors out?" Brother Qiang's face was ugly, then turned into a blue smoke and disappeared into the tomb.

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