The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The countless skeletons below charged wildly, but it was just a small white bag. If you don't look carefully, you will probably ignore it.

"This is the tomb of the devil?" Xiao Chen was a little dazed. The huge cemetery that appeared at the junction of heaven and earth was just an illusion.

Although it was just a small bag of soil, it didn't affect the creepy breath exuding here at all.

Moreover, the skeleton army that hit the small dirt bag, when they approached the small dirt bag, all of them disappeared inexplicably.

"Is this little bag just an illusion, there is still another world below." Xiao Chen was still knowledgeable, and soon had a guess.

"Roar……"

At this time, Xiao Chen's "mount" roared, as if he was beaten up with blood, and followed the large force to charge.

"I'm..." Xiao Chen cursed. He was just here to watch the excitement, but he didn't come to die.

Xiao Chen turned over, but as soon as he turned over, the collar was caught by the paws of the "mountain".

"Bang!" The mount thought that Xiao Chen had fallen off accidentally, and then thoughtfully threw Xiao Chen back.

"I……"

Xiao Chen's head was big for a while, and he could only continue to flip, but the mount continued to throw.

Well, in the end Xiao Chen discovered that not only was the thief running fast, but also extremely agile. He couldn't get away from his current weak chicken-like skill.

Xiao Chen could only watch as the mount rushed down the mountain and rushed into the little dirt bag.

The air was distorted for a while, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed, and a color suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was no longer the boundless whiteness, but a **** red entrained in the paleness.

The sky is still pale, the earth is still pale, the **** red is a big city in the distance.

Xiao Chen's guess was right, that little dirt bag was really just a blindfold, and there was something else in this place.

That big city pouring in blood, lying in front, seemed to divide the whole world in two, with no edge in sight.

Xiao Chen had become accustomed to this big foreign city. After all, seeing one more city bigger than one planet would be no surprise.

Following the skeleton army and led by the enthusiastic mount, Xiao Chen rushed towards the city like blood pouring in tears with joy.

As the distance of the blood-red huge city narrowed, Xiao Chen's whole body got goose bumps violently, and his hairs stood up one by one.

Xiao Chen felt that the city in front of him was not a city at all, but a thing, a living thing.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, the charging skeleton army seemed to have felt something, and they all stopped, formed a formation, and stood ready.

At the same time, the sound of war drums resounding throughout the world also stopped abruptly, as if the girl knew that the army was in formation.

Just as the formation of the skeleton army was set, the red city suddenly moved.

That's right, Xiao Chen was not dazzled, and the blood-colored city did indeed move.

Then, a **** evil gas gushed out, and the pale sky suddenly darkened.

A big **** hand suddenly pressed down from the top of his head.

Unmatched pressure swept through, and the whole world was shaking crazily under this big hand.

It was this big hand, and Xiao Chen's brows were tightly furrowed. At the time when the old man without the skin had seen this big hand.

For a long time, Xiao Chen thought that this was the hand of the master of a foreign land, and now it seemed that things were much more complicated than he thought.

The pressure brought by this hand is extremely terrifying, and it is not even under the eyeball revealed by the alien master.

Xiao Chen didn't understand how sacred this thing could be so powerful.

At this time, the paused drums of war sounded again.

This time the sound of the war drums roared like a squally rain, which made people excited.

The skeletal dragon army lined up in the forefront began the first wave of charge.

Although each of the bone dragons is more than ten feet long, it is insignificant compared with the huge palm above the sky.

Even so, these deceased ancestors still rushed forward as they did at that time.

Even if there is no flesh and blood body, even if there is only one withered bone, he still has to fight to the end.

"charge."

The bone dragon army collided with that giant hand.

A wave of shock waves visible to the naked eye, rippling away in circles.

This extremely gorgeous ripple is constantly being generated and constantly annihilated.

These ripples speak of their pride.

The bone dragon army smashed into pieces, turned into countless powder and sprinkled into the earth, and they disappeared forever in the long river of history.

No one remembers their names, no one even remembers what they did.

The hero is unknown.

The annihilation of the bone dragon army did not affect morale, and even the momentum of the entire army became more sharp.

This kind of momentum is connected together, and in the air, it forms a huge and incomparable shape of a god-man.

The **** man roared, amid the rushing drums of war, he rushed to the big hand once again without hesitation.

"boom!"

The god-man collided with the big hand, and the huge power caused the world to change color, and everything began to twist.

At the same time, the skeleton army on the ground also began its own charge.

But sometimes, imagination always runs counter to reality.

Soon that big hand crushed the god-man and slapped it straight on the ground, and countless skeletons were instantly photographed into powder.

With the agility of his mount beyond imagination, Xiao Chen actually escaped a catastrophe abruptly from the fingers of his big hand.

However, the mount avoids big hands, not because of timidity, but to charge better.

The mount swiftly jumped on the big hand, and rushed towards a higher place like a Viagra.

Small as dust, but bravely like a **** crossing a river, only advancing and not retreating.

Xiao Chen rode on this guy's neck, tears rushing, and today this day is over.

The big hand was unceremonious, lifted up and took a photo. After a few times, the entire army of skeletons was photographed.

And the rapid drumbeat stopped abruptly.

The charging mount was still rushing towards a higher place.

He seemed to want to be a lonely hero, to end it all alone.

The remaining skeletons, seeing the mount so brave, a blue flame appeared in their eyes.

The flame came alive at this moment, rushed out of their bodies, and rushed to the mounts.

And they, after the flames gush out, turned into ashes and scattered with the wind.

The mount was bathed in the blue sea of ​​fire, and on the white as jade bones, numerous complicated patterns appeared.

Layers of flame armor appeared, tightly wrapping Xiao Chen, and then a blue spear appeared in Xiao Chen's hands.