Battling Records of the Chosen One

In the distance, a thousand-foot-high altar stands tall, with a sapphire color, as clear and sacred as a glass.

This is the altar of the ancient war emperor, and the core of the city.

However, not waiting for Lin Xun and the **** bird to be too early, I saw a stalwart figure above the altar.

A sacred robe, purple hair like a waterfall, face five senses tough and tough, the style is extremely outstanding.

However, his pair of eyes is full of strange death, which makes people feel hairy.

Xuan Kong Ghost King!

It is enough to recognize the identity without having to identify it at all.

Because his breath is too strong, and across the extreme, he will give Lin and the big blackbird a sense of oppression, and he wants to suffocate.

"Not good! This guy is afraid that he will be sanctified soon!"

The **** bird is stiff and violent, "retire, retreat!"

Lin was also in the cold for a while. He and the big blackbird both guessed wrong, far underestimating the terribleness of this mysterious ghost king!

Facing him, just like an ant looking at the dragon in the sky, what to counter?

"go!"

Without hesitation, he and the **** bird turned and fled.

My heart finally understood why it started yesterday, but all the monks who entered this city have gone.

It’s just this ghost king, it’s enough to be desperate!

"When the king was alive, he conquered the Quartet and fought fiercely with the nine-domain saints. He killed countless enemies and won the title of Xuankong Dasheng!"

The icy and horrible sound rumbling.

In this heaven and earth, there was a strange death, and those rotten corpses stopped their movements and threw themselves down like a surrender.

Lin Xun and the big blackbird suddenly found out that they were imprisoned by a horrible force, and their bodies were trapped in the void, like fish frozen in the ice.

It’s futile to let you struggle!

Both faces suddenly become difficult to look at, and the heart sinks into the bottom of the valley, only to realize how terrible this ghost king!

In the distance, on the ancient altar of glazed sapphire, the mysterious ghost king stands tall, and the figure is sturdy, like a spear that pierces the Scorpio, and emits an unmatched horror.

"But, I ask myself, I have never killed an innocent person in my life. I have never been in jeopardy of the world. But I can end in it, but I am dying here. What is it?"

The sound is thorough, and the world is silent.

"In those days, the eight-domain saints came to invade. The king stood up for the first time, fighting for defending the ancient wilderness area. How much blood was sprinkled and how many scars were carried?"

"But now, but it is a body that is not a ghost or a ghost. Only the sorrowful sorrows live here. The heavens and the earth are so indifferent, so how can the king not hate?"

In the voice, it has brought indescribable complaints and hatred, which is chilling.

Lin Xun and the **** bird looked uncertain, and did not expect that the sacred space of the predecessor was actually a singer-like big man who once fought against the invasion of the eight domains!

"If you are a success or failure, you can't make a living. You can't live without it. You can't live without it. You have been trapped here since the years. You know what's going on?"

The mysterious ghost king purple hair flies, the eyelids, the dead air turns, all of them exude a violent breath.

Obviously, his mood is extremely unstable!

"Which is the case, why don't you just let it go, let the bird give you over?"

The **** bird gnawed his teeth and shouted. "So, you are not completely free?"

The mysterious ghost king's face is cold, the scorpion is like a dead whirlpool, staring at the **** bird, saying: "Super? This king has already set foot on the peak of the great sacred peak. In this world, except for the existence of the same holy place, others have not Qualified to exceed the king!"

This statement is extremely conceited.

"You have your misfortune, but why should we vent our hatred on our heads? Losing you was a great sanctuary who was respected by all, but look at what you are now, what?"

The **** bird screamed.

The mysterious ghost king screamed at the sky and laughed, but the voice became extremely cold and indifferent. "After the disaster, I was not me after you were trapped here. You don't have to ask for mercy in this way, but whoever enters the city, this Wang will not let go!"

Said, a murderous murder from his body spread out.

Lin Xun and the **** bird have a tight heart.

"And slow!"

However, after waiting for Lin Xun to finish, the Xuan Kong Ghost King has suddenly turned into a purple awn, cut through the void, and plundered toward the forest.

"Your skin is good. When the king reshapes the holy road, he will kill you in the face of your face!"

In the icy laughter, the purple awning rushed into the forest to find the way, to destroy its spirit!

From the beginning to the end, Lin Xun could not move at all, and he could only watch it happen.

boom!

He only felt that there was a fierce and fierce force in the body, and his eyes were black, and he almost lost his consciousness.

"Amazing gods and souls, they have become one, and they are in charge of the past, the present, and the future."

The exclamation sounded in the sea of ​​knowledge.

Xiaoyin, who was originally sitting in the sea, has already been ready to go, but is preparing to kill in the first time, but is entangled by a purple beam, and suddenly the body is stiff.

"The king of the gods! I did not expect that after so many years, I was able to see these ancient murderers."

The mysterious ghost king is amazing.

Immediately, he gave a horror, "The tyrannical spirit of the original, this is an innate talent? Why has the king never seen it?"

Lin searched for a heart violently twitching and falling into an ice cave. At this moment, he felt that all the secrets in his heart were stunned by the old devil.

Not long after, Lin Xun only felt that the land was planted and was covered by a cold and fierce force.

"What kind of appearance is this kind? It is more powerful and more miraculous than the king who killed the king in these two days!"

The scream of the ghost king of Xuankong sounded again.

He felt that he was somewhat dysfunctional. He had to know that he was a great sage in his life, and he had never seen a genius in the world.

But now, he has some inability to control his emotions, because the secrets of the young man in front of him are all too unbelievable!

"Soul, talent, and kind of things... the best of the best, all are perfect, even some natural sons are not as good as you, it is really amazing."

Xuan Kong Ghost King was very surprised. Originally, he planned to ruin Lin Xun for the first time. But now, like a mysterious treasure house, he is not in a hurry.

"It's really unbelievable. If you let you live, with the foundation of this body, if you step on the holy world in the future, you can push the opponent of the world and cast the name of the supreme!"

The mysterious ghost king is not praised, but the more it is, the more it makes Lin look chilling, feels like an anvil on the anvil, and will be swallowed by the old devil at any time.

"Well? This..."

At this time, Lin Xun was keenly aware that the mood of the Xuan Kong Ghost King seemed to be stimulated by the shackles and there were signs of loss of control.

Because at this moment, he stared at the "wordless pagoda" in Lin Xun's body!

However, at this moment his look is full of shock, embarrassment, excitement, etc., and it is uncertain.

In an instant, he is like being another person, lost his soul!

At this time, Lin sought a move in his heart and violently urged the wordless pagoda with the power of the spirit.

This absolutely sinister domain, once the holy treasure is used, will be erased immediately. This is clear when the burning of the fairyland.

But at the moment, he has taken care of these, and only used it in the body, not outside.

Hey!

The word-free pagoda shines, and the octagonal tower body of the glass casts the golden luster of the gods, and sees a mysterious golden light plucking out, sweeping toward the mysterious ghost king.

Originally, Lin Xun was extremely nervous and held a desperate attitude.

But the next scene, completely out of his expectations, I saw the purple mang of the mysterious ghost king, do not hide, do not hide, the dementia stayed there, instantly shrouded by Xuan Jin Daoguang.

But what surprised Lin was that this time, Xuan Jin Daoguang failed to reap the mysterious ghost king into the wordless pagoda...

All of a sudden, Lin’s heart was cold.

Even the power of the wordless pagoda can't suppress this old devil. How can this be played?

噗通!

But at this time, the image of the purple-winged man who became the ghost of the mysterious emptiness was actually smashed under the glory of Xuan Jin Dao, and daggered to the wordless pagoda!

And on his persevering and cold face, he was filled with tears!

"Master! The disciple is incompetent, trapped here, can not survive, can not die, so that the name of Zongmen is detrimental, disciple ... have your teachings!"

He burst into tears, no longer the cold and violent momentum before, but like a mistaken student, he regretted his fault.

Lin searched for a moment.

"Master! Is it your teacher's brother? Otherwise, why would you let the disciple see this tower today..."

The mysterious ghost king whimpered, kneeling on the ground, tears.

It can be seen that he respects the "master" and respects him in his bones.

Lin searched for the time to understand that the existence of the wordless pagoda made the mysterious ghost king misunderstand, because with this tower, he regarded himself as a "teacher"!

Judging from this, this wordless pagoda is most likely to be left by the master of the mysterious ghost king!

"Master, disciples have always acted according to your teachings. When you traveled the world, your hands were full of blood, but you can ask for your heart. Only after being trapped here, you can’t survive, you can’t die, and your temperament suddenly changes. Mindful..."

"Master, do you know that the disciples have not spent the day in the torment, and they don't want to be able to get out of trouble, but they have never been able to do so."

"If possible, the disciple would rather die in the expedition!"

He is awkward, like screaming at his most elder elders to suppress the sorrow of his heart.

At the end of the day, he burst into tears.

A person has already set foot on the existence of the Great St. Peak, but now he does not care about the image, crying so sad, and Lin is also quite surprised.

"Master, the disciple knows that you are no longer there, but the disciples already understand what to do."

Daddy, Xuan Kong Ghost King got up, took a deep breath, and made a big gift, and the firm eyebrows had a touch of decision.

Lin Xun’s heart slammed and tightened, and his body was stiff. What kind of action would this old monster make?

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