v7 Chapter 1100： Do it (1/2)

Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed out of the carrion group, roaring wildly, with endless resentment flashing in his eyes! His shirt was intact, his flesh was only slightly corrupted, and he could clearly recognize his appearance before his death. {(Eight {一 Chinese W) W} W>. ) 8) 1] Ｚ〉 W}. > COM

Big Yan Yan Mako!

Seeing his appearance, Xiao Chen had no doubts about the previous speculation. It seems that things are really as speculated by Yishenyuan. The monks who fall into Hongmen and above in Daqian Realm will appear in the cemetery here. But he did not stop without any action, raising his hand to hold him down and suppress him instantly!

”Xiao Chen! My husband is going to kill you! Kill you!”

Xiao Chen's eyes were cold and faintly said, ”Yan Mako, then the emperor could kill you, but it still can. I hate curiosity, if you die again in the tomb, can you be resurrected again?” Hold it down. The powerful force crushed Yan Zhenzi's body directly, and the sound of torn and broken bones was trembling, and the blood of the stinky corpse spilled on the ground. He lifted his eyes and glanced around, but whenever he saw the carrion turned back in a roar, the powerful presence in the temple kept silent about it.

Xiao Chen's face remained unchanged, without any pause under his feet, he walked to the entrance of the hall.

There was a slight pause and Aung Mai stepped in.

Behind him, Luo Yun and Yishenyuan hesitated for a moment, still following behind.

The huge hall has a wide field of vision, and eight thick stone pillars on both sides directly reach the top of the hall. The dark torch flames released during the huge torch jumping and burning illuminate the hall, revealing seven large seats made of white bones in the depths of each seat. They all sat with a figure, the terrible divine pressure slowly fluctuated, and the whole body released a thick, rotten smell that condensed after years of precipitation. On the surface, all seven are no different from ordinary people, but the rotten body is enough to indicate their identity.

Xiao Chen stood by His Highness, and Luo Yun and Yishenyuan were separated.

The eyes of the two sides touched, and the atmosphere in the hall was briefly silent.

Seven brown-bone chairs were seated by an elderly man in a brown robe. His face was wrinkled with layers of clear old spots, and his head was meticulously combed with a white bone. His eyes were yellow and weak. But his devotion over his body is the strongest of the seven.

”Friends of the living world, please sit down.” He raised his hand, not seeing any power fluctuations, and a bone-boned seat behind each of the three raised from the ground.

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered slightly, he took a step back to take his seat, his expression calm and calm, ”Thank you.”

Luo Yun and Yishenyuan frowned, and sat down separately.

The old man in the brown robe glanced over Xiao Chen's body, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes, ”Old man Yan Yuan, the six left and right are also strong men deep in the tomb here.”

”Xiao Chen.”

”Luo Yun.”

”Yeshenyuan.”

The old man in the brown robe frowned, his face anxious, ”Luo Yun ...” His eyes flashed suddenly, ”What is your relationship with the burial buried deepest in the tomb?”

Luo Yun didn't feel a little hesitant under his gaze, but the surface was still calm, and said lightly: ”It is an lonely body.”

”Sure enough, you are here for this corpse.” Yan Yuan slowly said, ”Three can walk here, naturally repaired to be strong, want to come to have realized the secret of the tomb.”

Yishenyuan said: ”Yes. But this emperor would like to confirm whether monks in the Daqian Realm who fell Hongmen and above would be directly buried here.”

Yan Yuan thought for a moment, ”This matter should let Black Bone say that he has been here for the longest time and knows the most.”

A young man looks like a young man sitting on the leftmost bone chair. His figure is hidden in the dark shadows on the edge. The flare of the fire makes his face strange and strange. At this moment the words slowly lifted, revealing a pair of gray-white eyes, cold and silent.

”I only know that this tomb contains powerful people across countless times, and the bottom line is the state of Hongmeng. No matter how fallen, the flesh can completely appear in the tomb, then decay with time and eventually die completely. . ”His voice was hoarse, like two sharp stones rubbing against each other, forming a strong contrast with his young appearance. Between his words, every word was mixed with a rich and extreme decadence of decay and decay, and the young body seemed to be just an empty shell on the surface.

”That being said, could our guess be true?”

”Well ... these are just some of my long-standing experiences. I'm not sure if it's the truth.” The black bone smirking like a night crow hissing is creepy. ”But I'm curious how exactly you got here This tomb should never be opened, at least in countless years in the past. ”

Yan Yuan said: ”Yes, this is where the old man and others are curious.”

The figures sitting on the top of the seven bone chairs gathered at the same time.