The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

In the dark world, the terrifying violence continued to spread crazily.

"I just want to inspire some fierceness of this knife, how can it suddenly unblock?" the elder asked with some palpitations.

Ouyang De frowned: "It should be the reason why the ancestor's seal has weakened after too long."

"Kuang Ye is already strong. After these endless years of seals, the resentment might make it unbelievably strong. Now someone inspires fierceness from the outside for it, and it shouldn't be difficult to break through the seal."

As Ouyang said, De looked solemn, and could no longer see the frivolity that was just now.

At this moment, Ouyang De is like a sacrifice to the gods, perfect.

For him, this is not a simple distinction between good and evil, but a solemn ritual, a ritual to get rid of the shackles of countless years.

Ouyang De walked slowly towards the place where Lian Cangsheng was, when a long sword suddenly appeared beside him, cheering.

Holding the long sword, Ouyang De calmed down.

"Ding……"

Ouyang De flicked his fingers on the sword, like a long sword of autumn red, making a pleasant sound.

"The son..." The little boy looked at his son nervously, holding the medicine bottle's hand, because it was too hard, it had begun to turn white.

Ouyang De smiled and whispered softly: "Little pig, we will be able to go home soon, and we won't have to wander in this void anymore."

The boy wiped his tears and nodded fiercely: "My son, you must be careful. If you lose you, the master will kill me when I go back."

Ouyang De smiled, looked at everyone without speaking, and walked into the center of the big formation.

The gradually dark sky, the most extreme edge, was covered with a smear of blood-red mist, hanging in the cold black like sinking ink.

The howling of the wind is like a wild beast with its head up, roaring at the moon.

In the fallen world, there were ghost gasps and greedy smiles.

In the end, the dark clouds in the sky turned into blood-like rivers, and the scarlet rain of blood was instantly mixed with endless violence, sweeping the huge heavenly palace.

A huge grimace loomed in the sky, only the pair of scarlet ghost eyes full of violent, unusually eye-catching.

Those ghost eyes looked at Ouyang De, full of ridicule and anger.

"He can't hold this sword spirit." Mo Yan, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

The palace lord frowned: "His cultivation base is the highest here. If he can't help it, I'm afraid there will be a big mess."

"It has nothing to do with the cultivation base." Xiao Chen held his hands behind his back, and the old **** was watching the changed world. "If the will is not strong and the mood is not perfect, as long as there is a little crack, I am afraid that the sword spirit will take advantage of it and be caught. The sword spirit corrodes and becomes a puppet that pity the common people to kill the world."

At this moment, the sword qi in the Jin Feng formation suddenly rose up violently, and a huge awe-inspiring qi burst out violently.

This aura of awe-inspiring condensed without dispersing, gathered together, and rose to the sky at great speed.

The huge awe-inspiring righteousness turned into countless righteousness long swords, forming a huge sword formation disk on the sky above the head.

The sword formation disc seemed to cover the entire sky, and even the weird blood cloud was also covered.

In this scene, everyone who saw it was speechless. Ouyang De's strength was probably only one step away from the pseudo-emperor.

"I have been pursuing you for so many years, so today let us make a break and end this endless curse."

"Life or death is yours."

Ouyang De's decisive voice came, and a loud roar sounded.

"town."

The huge sword formation disk in the sky began to rotate.

A long sword, with a stern whistling sound, plunged straight into the place where the pity common people were.

This sword was the one in Ouyang De's hands. With this sword, the endless sword of righteousness above the sky moved.

A large number of righteous long swords turned into a long river of sword energy, falling downward.

The sky was shining brightly with sword aura, and the endless darkness dissipated.

Mo Yan stood in front of Xiao Chen with a solid body, blocking the violent storm of sword energy for Xiao Chen.

The palace lord and the great elder also propped up the sword gas barrier to block the storm that swept through the mouth for the first child under the door.

Zhang Da Pao's face turned pale, he was scared to hide behind Xiao Chen, holding Xiao Chen's waist tightly.

"Too scary, so scary..."

Xiao Chen's backhand was a punch on Zhang Da's cannon head: "Grandma's, there are no rules at all, can a woman's waist be touched casually?"

Zhang Da Pao received a punch, he insisted on aching, and said nothing to let go.

"My son, you are a man." Zhang Da Pao looked at Xiao Chen pitifully.

"Huh? Look at what Xiaoye looks like now, this figure, that one looks like a man."

Even though he said that, he looked at Zhang Da Pao, who was so scared that he was crying, Xiao Chen finally let this guy hold him.

"My lord, he can't control the sword spirit, he can only go out in person." Mo Yan looked back at Xiao Chen, and said solemnly.

Xiao Chen nodded. If Ouyang Dezhen was eroded by the sword spirit, he would really be bloody.

"Ha ha, ha ha..."

At this moment, the grinning smile rang out again.

That looming grimace reappeared above everyone's heads, and those scarlet eyes were full of mockery and disdain.

"boom!"

At the center of the next moment, a fierce sword blade storm blew up.

This storm was mixed with awe-inspiring righteousness and that terrifying violence.

Two completely different forces, entangled together, formed a huge tornado.

"Rumble..."

Several pillars were pulled up by the violent tornado, and the pillars caught in the tornado instantly turned into ashes.

The people who watched this scene were frightened, especially the people of the Gengjin Temple, their faces were extremely ugly.

These pillars are made of extremely rare Jingling Stones, and the hardness is unimaginable, even ordinary gods can't destroy them without limit.

But in this huge tornado, it was instantly torn apart.

At this moment, strange roars came from the center of the tornado.

The sound was extremely weird, like a smile and anger, and it was terrifying to hear. This modest sound even covered the roaring storm and passed into the ears of everyone.

"Can you go up there?" Xiao Chen frowned, fearing that Kuang Ye had already begun to erode Ouyang De at this moment.

If it is delayed for a while, Ouyang De may be completely controlled by Lian Cangsheng.

Mo Yan nodded, the earthy yellow light on his body was shining, and a pair of rock battle armor instantly covered his body.

"My lord, please follow me." Mo Yan finished speaking and walked towards the tornado against the terrifying storm.

"What are you doing? Don't go there, something will happen."

Seeing Xiao Chen and Mo Yan approaching the tornado unconsciously, everyone around them roared.

Feng Xia and Yan Zining even rushed over, wanting to leave here with Xiao Chen.