The son of Yin came to the world,
The dragon soul seems to feel the familiar power,
Looking around,
The soul of the belief of the son of Yin is placed in the flesh of a mortal,
"The dragon clan kowtowed to the emperor of Yin."
The ancient four Dragon spirits sent representatives one after another to show their original shape and kneel down in front of Shen Lian,
"The dragon soul wants to block the sky for ten days. Please forgive me."
"Just, just, save these etiquette."
Shen Lian gently waved his hand and said,
He hasn''t fully adapted to the mortal body,
The real body of Yin Tianzi can''t feel any pain, and can even avoid all negative emotions,
But mortals are different,
Shen Lian can clearly feel the fit from every inch of skin,
Clenching his fist, he could feel the tension of bone and flesh.
"I''ll only use this body for ten days. When the ban is lifted in the underworld, everything will return to the track."
"Your Majesty, the ten days are in the air, the people are in dire straits, and there is nothing the City God can do."
Hexi City God said now,
The son of Yin came in person,
Whatever identity he''s using now,
As long as he is still the son of Yin, anything that interferes with the world will never be allowed.
"The ancient four dragons will remain in the sky for ten days. I will help you solve your current dilemma as soon as possible."
"Yes, your majesty."
Four Dragon spirits,
Hexi City God replied one after another,
Shen Lian reincarnation,
If he wants to contain the ten days in the air, he still needs the power of the golden lotus of nine merits and virtues,
Jiupin merit Jinlian is silent at the Xuanwu Island site. He needs to return there to take out the Jinlian,
At that time, you can use the power of the golden lotus of nine virtues to shoot down for ten days and return peace to the world.
The spirit of the scale demon releases endless moisture in Shen Lian''s body,
The fierce murderous spirit lingered around him,
This terrible force can still be smelled hundreds of miles away,
When those ghosts who are ready to move see, they all give way
Yellow sand,
night,
Sweeping the vast land,
Three ghosts passed slowly,
Their destination is the place where bones have been buried for thousands of years,
"It should be here. That''s right."
The coffin looked around at the confusion and asked,
800 boys and girls,
Meng Jiangnu,
burn books and bury the literati in pits,
There was no intersection between the three, and they could be entangled ten thousand years later, entirely because of the return of the first emperor.
"Here."
The dead pen scholar pointed to the land under his feet and said,
"Coffins, it''s your turn to dig them out."
"OK."
The coffin said two steps forward,
He opened his shriveled hands slightly, and the already dark sky suddenly blew a layer of strong breath of death,
Then,
Many brown coffins of different sizes appeared around, and they fell on the earth at the call of the coffins,
Boom,
A dull sound reverberated everywhere.
Meng Jiangnu''s face was a little ugly,
She just wanted to continue looking for her husband''s whereabouts, but now she has really become a companion of ghosts,
burn books and bury the literati in pits,
The souls buried below have been fettered by the first emperor for tens of thousands of years,
If they see the sun again, will the world become more miserable,
Meng Jiangnu couldn''t help thinking carefully,
All the coffins summoned by the coffin have been smashed into the ground,
Before long,
When the coffin reappears,
The old sound gradually came out of the coffin, and a shriveled body appeared again.
"First emperor!!!"
At the moment when the corpse ghost stepped out of the coffin, he roared up to the sky and wished to vent all his hatred at this moment,
They die in peace,
As long as the first emperor remains in the world for a moment,
Their grievances will not go away,
Unfamiliar feeling, but with the same goal,
No mobilization of dead scholars and coffins is required,
These mummified ghosts have become their companions,
The yellow sand has banned the dust,
Huge pits appeared in front of them,
The old scene appeared in front of everyone again,
Soldiers dressed in armor piled up carts of books, and then dug a deep pit on one side that could hold a hundred people,
Wailing,
Shouting,
can be heard without end,
No matter how hard these people struggle, they can''t get rid of their upcoming fate,
A fire,
A bosom of loess,
How many lives have been killed,
"What about the first emperor? I want him to pay for my life!"
"Damn tyrant, if he doesn''t die, how can I rest my soul!"
"Tyrant! Tyrant!"
The ghoul shouted angrily,
In the air ten thousand years later, they have smelled the stench from the first emperor,
If he doesn''t die,
Why are they detached,
"This woman!"
Suddenly, the attention of the mummified ghost focused on Meng Jiangnu,
use a corpse to resurrect a dead soul,
Meng Jiangnu''s flesh was once fragrant with Phoenix blood,
Bu Chenxiang is the initiator who turned the first emperor and his party into heroes with Phoenix blood,
Even if the body dies and the soul dies,
She also had the smell of the first emperor,
"She is not an enemy."
The dead pen scholar fiddled with the soul pen in his hand. The subtle ghost spirit resonated with Meng Jiangnu''s ghost spirit,
"She is the same kind of person as us."
Dry corpse ghost thing, it doesn''t continue to entangle,
The wronged soul of the first emperor has made them lose their mind. As long as they have a little relationship with him, they are destined to become enemies.
Kill,
Kill,
Kill,
Dry corpses roar,
I wish it were like the first emperor''s revenge,
Human resentment,
No way to wash,
Only by turning into a fierce ghost,
The coffin turns its coffin out again,
There are still remnants of the underworld in today''s world. As long as they revenge like the first emperor, if the number is too large,
The way will be attacked by the City God, the land and the demon clan,
In order to avoid unnecessary disputes,
The ghost pressure can only be kept at the lowest limit,
Countless mummified ghosts reluctantly entered the coffin and then disappeared,
When they wake up again,
This is the decisive moment
The frontier of the prosperous Tang Dynasty,
Thousands of heroes have become the last barrier to protect the peace of the world,
If the ghosts of the fierce Yuejiang Dynasty break through the border,
No one on earth,
Ghost world,
The faint fire was reflected in the night, surrounded by patrolling heroes,
Mr. Wu''an has built a hundred mile long barrier with the bodies of millions of ghosts,
If a ghost strikes,
I''m sure I can see his great achievements,
Behind that heroic spirit,
It has a complete ghost spirit,
Because of their ferocity,
Wu An Jun was finally executed by the first emperor. Even in the past ten thousand years, Wu An Jun still did not change his loyalty. Now ghosts are invading, and the first emperor sent him to suppress it,
This is the fate of a military general,
battlefield,
Is his final destination,
Without Wu''an''s initial army, it may still be invincible,
But it is bound to lack the smell of ferocious killing that frightens all living beings,
I''d rather die in pieces,
Mr. Wu''an will also personally push the first emperor to the position of one emperor for thousands of years,
This is the king''s breath of the first emperor,
It drives him crazy,
Unforgettable,
"Have you heard from the scouts ahead?"
On the other side of the white bone wall,
Mr. Wu''an asked, looking at the ghost fires in the distance,
One day and one night later, the fierce Yuejiang dynasty did not counter attack, which made him suspicious,
"Report back to Wu''an Jun, the scouts have been sent out for three waves in a row, and so far there has been no response."
Captain Yingling replied,
"Shouldn''t it be that the fierce Yuejiang Dynasty has retreated?"
"Mr. Wu''an, your raid worked."
Fang Xiaoxian also stood on the wall and guessed,
For the Wu''an emperor in the name of "human slaughter",
He felt the same awe,