Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

The Primordial race shouted angrily, and the brilliance on his body surface flowed faster and faster, and faced that ocean-like attack.

Ordinary people are afraid that they have been crushed long ago.

After all, the vast power is here, at least people who are beyond this level can never contend forever.

With his wings spread out behind him, he easily opened the terrifying ocean, and the human ghost power on the other side also launched a fierce attack again.

Ma Zhaodi is very strong, at least she is already a retrograde attack.

Otherwise, why fight against a ghost power at the pinnacle of the Ninth Floor?

But when facing the two ghost powers, the power of Mo Kepeiyu was overwhelmed, and Ma Zhaodi was still a little unable to hold it after all.

How terrible is the power of the two ghosts?

Most people don't say that the beaten body is broken to pieces, and even the soul is gone.

Because the power mastered at this level is no longer the power of ordinary practitioners, but a trace between heaven and earth.

The ghost of the Primordial race took one step forward, the brilliance in the palm of the hand was radiant, and the two wings behind him echoed each other, as if it was the power of the lunar communis between heaven and earth.

This blow came across, and even though Ma Zhaodi tried his best, he was beaten out.

After all, the realm gap lies there.

On the other side, the Human Race's Dark Soul Power was cruel, and took the opportunity to appear behind Ma Zhaodi, and in a sneak attack, stamped a palm on Ma Zhaodi's back.

No screams, only a muffled hum!

"You are more ruthless than me!" The ghost power of the Primordial Race was slightly surprised.

He is a Primordial race, and it is understandable that he is not merciful, but at this moment, it is the human race himself who has played hard.

"You two beasts, especially you!"

"If there was no Jiang Taixu, Human Race would have been killed"

"You don't have the right to talk!" Human Clan Ghost Power pointed out and directly beat Mu Changsheng, the guardian of the tomb, on the ground.

"Also, Jiang Taixu's help is not the human race, but the world!" The ghost of the human race waved his sleeves, causing Ma Zhaodi to retreat again, coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth again!

"Are you all going to watch?" Mu Changsheng smiled bitterly on the ground, even tears streaming down.

"I know you are watching!"

"This is Jiang Taixu, the bones have been dug out!"

"Now the Jiang family is even more besieged by the two powerful ghosts!"

"Where are you?" The stern voice at the beginning turned into a roar.

But there is still no response!

"He is dead!" After a long time, a long sigh sounded in the void.

The sentence that he died is enough to show everyone's attitude.

"That's good!"

"If he is still alive, how dare I both come to make trouble?"

"How dare you hurt Jiang's hair?"

"But he's dead!" Human Clan Ghost sneered.

"If he is not dead, let's not talk about this Middle Continent. Many forces on the other four continents will come to see him in the first place!"

"But still that sentence, he is dead!"

These words made Ma Zhaodi and Mu Changsheng feel desolate.

When Jiang Taixu was still alive, how many powers came to ask for advice and how many people came to ask for asylum?

But now that the tree fell and the tiger was scattered, Jiang Taixu was dead, and no one wanted to show up again.

And none of the people or forces Jiang Taixu had helped out before helped.

The breeze hung over Taixuyuan.

This was the grave of a hero, but now it is split, and peace is not there.

Mu Changsheng tried his best to stand up and protect the seriously injured Ma Zhaodi.

And the two powerful ghosts stood with their hands, coldly looking down at these two people, there were more than a dozen saints, great saints, and holy monarchs in the distance.

After them, there are actually many people from the National People's Congress.

But these people are indifferent, and no one can help!

Kunlun did not come, no one came from the gods, and no one came from the Beidou Temple.

This made Ma Zhaodi sigh.

"Jiang is too imaginary, isn't it?"

"If it weren't for Jiang Taixu's mistake, don't talk about Kunlun, wouldn't you know the line of Yaochi?"

"As the saint of Jade Lake, how can Jade Lake look at you being bullied like this?" The ghost of the Primordial Race said coldly.

"Why is he wrong?"

"What's more, you are worthy to talk about Jiang Taixu?" Ma Zhaodi shouted angrily.

Before Jiang Taixu was alive, the people in front of him were nothing but ants!

Is there such a qualification to argue?

"If he is right, why doesn't someone come to help now?"

"A generation of legendary Jiang Taixu, a man who can rival the gods, and now the bones have been excavated, and the widow has been bullied, but no one can come out to help?" The human ghost sneered.

These words made the eyes of Mu Changsheng and Ma Zhaodi dark in an instant.

In fact, the reason why Ma Zhaodi arrived so late was to ask someone for help.

But it is a pity that Yaochi rejected her, and Kunlun rejected her.

Even Ma Zhaodi, a force on the far side of Shenzhou, passed the letter.

But some old acquaintances, some old ministries, and some forces that had been friends with each other did not respond!

"You feel desolate, right?" Primordial Race Ghost Power said indifferently.

"I have to say, even I feel desolate."

"In the past, Jiang Taixu, this name alone is enough to shock all directions."

"But now the lonely mound is present, no one cares!" The ghost of the Primordial race laughed.

Once, Jiang Taixu was famous all over the world, covering all directions, how many people couldn't hold his head up?

At that time, Jiang Taixu was infinitely close to the first person in the world of cultivating the law, and it was a peak that had not been surpassed for eternity!

When the sea is at the end, the sky is the shore, how domineering is when the mountain climbs to the top?

It can be said that that is the first person under the gods!

It is the belief of countless people in the world of dharma!

It was as terrifying as Luo Chen's influence in the world, and it was also as sad and ridiculous as when Luo Chen died, now a master in the secular area came to dig the grave!

And the secular side.

"Mr. Luo, are we really going?" Princess Yueyue was trying to persuade Luo Chen at this time.

I really can't take this muddy water!

On the surface, only two ghosts were able to take action, but behind it was the line of the Primordial Covenant.

This is the fundamental reason why no one cares about this matter.

Which person or force dare to go against the Taikoo Covenant?

"He died for the world. If his bones were excavated and his widow was deceived, there is no one to help at this time?"

"Then who dares to protect the world in the future?" Luo Chen asked back.

And he has a good impression of Ma Zhaodi, which is also a reason to help.

"But Mr. Luo, the other party is two powerful ghosts!"

Luo Chen did not respond to the invitation to Princess Yue, instead, he looked at Ji Jin lying on the bed. "I'll go to Kyushu to get something back."