The female corpse woke up and her murderous intent swayed the world.

Under the throne, the sea of ​​blood is surging, and the smell of blood fills the world, reflecting the rolling murderous intent.

At this moment, the wind suddenly rose.

The female corpse was blowing her clothes fluttering, just like a fairy in the painting, but her eyes were bleeding and she looked terrible.

"The corpse is psychic, but this only appears in the rumors. What should I do now?" Shen Da's face suddenly became ugly. This female corpse looked very powerful.

Every move gave him a strong danger.

"What else can I do!"

After blanching his eyes, Ying Jichang said coldly: "Kill——!"

It is obvious that they are mortal enemies of each other and cannot coexist peacefully. They can only kill each other and continue to advance.

"Swish!"

The parchment rose into the sky, and the righteous spirit poured down. At this moment, the female corpse's body obviously ceased. This righteous spirit obviously had a negative effect on the female corpse.

"Dong!"

The Tianhuang Emperor's Salute hit the female corpse, and a terrifying force swept over and Ying Jichang flew backwards.

This attack seemed to collide with gold and stone, and it was not slashed on the body at all. It was obvious that the female corpse's body was comparable to gold and stone, and it was extremely powerful.

"Go into forbidden area and die!"

The sound of mechanical sounds sounded, and at this moment the female corpse had already been handed over. The magic blade was hanging high and the knife was fatal. The female corpse's hands were like iron, but she was not afraid of the power of the Legalists.

"kill!"

...

"Nine Palaces Flying Stars!"

The Emperor's Salute in Heaven was slashed out, and the stars were staggered, which was extremely beautiful, but this extravagant beauty was filled with amazing murderous intent.

"Dongdong..."

The female corpse swung the Emperor's Sphur with her left hand, then kicked Ying Jichang away, and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

"Young Master, be careful..."

Li Qinglian shouted loudly, and the long sword in her hand flew out, destroying the throne of the bones high above, and suddenly blowing it into pieces.

"Squeak squeak..."

After hearing a toothache sound, a coffin appeared in the huge sea of ​​blood, rising continuously, and blood flashed on the bronze coffin.

An inexplicable aura emerged.

"Dong!"

Ying Jichang fell from mid-air and slammed hard on the coffin, causing blood to splatter. At this moment, the female corpse who was attacking Shen stopped and roared to the sky.

"roar!"

At this moment, the expressionless female corpse appeared on her face, which was anger, a kind of fear, and a hint of fear.

Under the bronze coffin, a huge bronze platform appeared, setting off the coffin. At this moment, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Standing up from the coffin, Ying Jichang landed on the platform, slapped the bronze coffin with a slap. The coffin lid flew out and headed towards the female corpse.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Seeing that the female corpse stopped attacking them, Shen Dao looked at Tu Shan Surong and others, and appeared behind Ying Jichang, looking at the coffin in front of him.

"Young Master, this is the tomb of the princes. This bronze coffin is only the first layer, and the jade in front of you is probably the second layer..."

After glanced at Shen Zhi, Ying Jichang's face turned pale. He suffered huge trauma in this battle, and the spiritual energy in his body was no longer half.

"Open!"

"Young Master, wait!"

Qing Ruo's eyes were deep, and he looked at the bronze coffin deeply, and said to Ying Jichang, "Young Master, in the coffin, I felt the sound of breathing. Could this tomb owner be alive?"

“There is a breathing sound?”

Upon hearing this, Ying Jichang's face suddenly became bad, and he couldn't help but say to Shen Da and Li Qinglian: "No matter whether they are dead or alive, they will be unlucky when they meet this young master. This time I will kill someone."

"So what if you're alive, just kill it again..."

"Qinglian, open the coffin!"

With a firm thought in his mind, Ying Jichang shouted softly and stuffed a pill from his mouth, constantly restoring the spiritual energy in his dantian to prevent the next danger.

At this time, the system in his body did not prompt, as if it had disappeared. Ying Jichang had no unnecessary thoughts about this.

The system only allowed him to step into the path of a monk. Now even without a system, he can achieve something on the Central Plains.

Ying Jichang never believed that there would be love and love in this world for no reason, let alone the temptation of improving cultivation and pursuing immortality.

From the time he woke up in Liyang, every step he took was an exchange of interests. From the time he gave up his throne and preserved his fingers, it was difficult for him to believe in a person.

If Shang Yang had not been related to his long-term vision, even if the King of Wei killed Wei Yang, he would not have taken action and remained indifferent. Sometimes it would have been a secret to longevity.

"promise."

Nodding and agreeing, Li Qinglian opened the jade coffin, and saw that there was a layer of gloomy wood coffin inside, which exuded a strange fragrance at this moment.

"Click..."

The last layer of gloomy wooden coffin was opened, and a rich fragrance drifted out, and a woman in palace clothes lay in the coffin.

The beauty is so thrilling, even if it is so beautiful, I am afraid it will be like this.

"Young Master, there are no traps in this coffin. I'm afraid the sound of breathing comes from this woman!" Li Qinglian's face was solemn, and her hands stretched into the air were stalemate and could not fall.

"Be careful, a coffin appears out of thin air, and there is such a powerful female corpse guarding her. She is so generous, I'm afraid this woman is extraordinary."

After the words came, Ying Jichang reached out to the tip of the woman in the palace dress. However, as soon as he touched it, it turned into powder and disappeared in this moment.

A light and shadow fell into the female corpse's eyebrows. The female corpse's face looked surprised and confused. After a moment, she turned around and looked deep in her beautiful eyes and looked at Ying Jichang disappeared.

"Young Master, this is..."

Ying Jichang didn't understand this scene, and couldn't help but look at Li Qinglian. He knew in his heart that Li Qinglian knew very well about going to Beijuegu.

Seeing Ying Jichang looking at Li Qinglian, Shen Dao and others also watched it. They were also confused about this scene and hoped to get an explanation.

"Take a house!"

"This scene seems familiar, very much like the rumored body-taking. The soul of a woman in the palace dress is that the light and shadow have become the master of the female corpse."

"And the female corpse became her body, and the two of them should achieve each other..."

Li Qinglian frowned, glanced at the coffin and said, "It's just that the layout here is too special. It's just for the sea of ​​blood to support the people in the coffin, which is too big."

"Young Master, there is a jade plaque in the coffin!"

Tu Shan Surong exclaimed, Ying Jichang glanced at the coffin and reached out to take it out.

Because Ying Jichang had an injury on his hand, his blood fell on the jade tablet and was absorbed. In an instant, a message broke out in Ying Jichang's mind.

But the scene that just appeared made Ying Jichang no longer sit still, and his tone was quiet, and he said.
Chapter completed!