Prince Yao, Prince Fan.

These two princes are the brothers of the current new Emperor Daxi, and are both princes. However, when they were defeated in the power struggle, they were sent to the ancestral land to guard the tomb.

This is a kind of exile that has changed direction. After experiencing the prosperity of Zhongzhou, when you go back to a bitter and cold place like Daoheichuan, guarding a dark tomb, no one will be willing to do so, but the situation is stronger than that of others, and they have no qualifications to refuse.

Fortunately, although it is difficult here, it is still calm and safe. In addition, it is the place of origin and is also peaceful. After a period of time, the two princes and princes gradually got used to life here... " ".

Unfortunately, this calmness was interrupted without warning.

Feeling the vibration of the ground around, the two princes, the first princes, came to the tomb guarding the tomb. After listening to the reports of several people, they learned that the tomb of the Holy Ancestor had collapsed, and they were immediately scared to death.

The two of them were originally guilty, but now the ancestral tomb collapsed. If they were asked about it, they would be a death sentence immediately. Even reasoning was made, and they would say that they had lost their military power, and there were still people who could rely on?

"Call all the tribe members and slave soldiers, go there! Even if you use your body to push yourself, you can't disturb the peace of the Holy Ancestor! Go quickly!"

In a panic, the two princes issued several orders one after another, and followed them in person regardless of the danger, even if they were afraid of danger, it would be useless. If the ancestral tomb is destroyed and the body of the ancestors is damaged, then they will definitely die. Relatively speaking, it is impossible to shige the risk of their own life.

But when the two really got to the point, how bad was the situation.

The tomb built between the two walls was crushed by several huge rocks. As the ground was shaking violently, one rock after another fell one after another, densely filled with rain. The Central Indian slaves forced into the interior by military orders took a few steps and were killed by the huge rocks, making them a pool of plasma.

Seeing this scene, the two princes suddenly turned pale. Although they had cultivation, they could only do nothing in the face of such power of heaven and earth.

"What should I do? What should I do? The ancestral tomb does not exist. Heaven's power is hard to resist. Could it be that Heaven is going to perish us?"

Prince Yao muttered in dismay, but Prince Fan beside him turán yelled.

"Look at it! That's shime!"

Hearing the exclamation, he followed the direction that Prince Fan pointed. Prince Yao looked over and immediately discovered that in the chaotic rock rain, a trace of black air was constantly spreading out, gradually spreading the entire ancestral tomb.

When the two princes saw this black fog, they immediately felt relaxed in their body and mind. Their whole body suddenly increased, and the anxiety and fatigue in their hearts were wiped out, and the destiny arose in my heart.

"What's going on?"

The two looked at each other and suppressed their confusion. They looked at each other intently, and then they realized that the source of these black fogs was the crushed ancestral tomb.

In this short shijiān, black fog spread out. It became more and more intense and gradually filled the surroundings. Except for the two princes, everyone else was frightened, as if a disaster was about to come!

"Is it because of... the ancestors appeared?"

Unlike others, the two princes became more and more energetic, and were surprised and confused, with a faint joy.

Just then.

Bang!

A crisp sound came from the collapsed grave, and then the rocks covering it shattered, and among the flying stone chips, a shriveled figure slowly stood up.

Seeing this figure, everyone's pupils were tightening.

It is shriveled and pitch black. From a distance, it looks like a skeleton.

At the same time, the two princes were in a trance, and the speed of blood surging in their bodies suddenly increased. The inexplicable aura spread out, filling their limbs and bones. As they rolled, the cultivation level that had been stagnant for a long time actually loosened!

"This is……"

But before the two of them came to remember the joy, a dark figure appeared in front of them.

Dry and dry, giving them a kind of decayed gǎnjiào, and even a rotten smell drifted over, which made them almost faint, and their consciousness became blurred. However, at the last moment of the blurred consciousness, they still noticed the eyes of the figure in front of them at a glance.

The wèizhi, méiyou, which was supposed to be the slightest flesh and blood, was deep in the dark, and there were two black holes, but in the deepest part, there was a bunch of black flames floating, floating, floating...

The flame became clearer and filled all the thoughts of the two princes...

With the screams, the bodies of the two princes quickly shriveled, and the vitality, qi, true qi, cultivation, even consciousness, soul, and even the flesh and blood of the body were motivated, pulled away and merged into the dark figure.

On the surface of the dark and dry figure, blood vessels and muscles gradually appeared, but it was even more terrifying than before, because this was a bloody man with skin peeled off!

The bones and muscles are exposed.

"It's not enough, I need more... blood... pulse..."

The bloody man opened his mouth and spitted a hoarse voice, like a wind-feeding bellows.

Shock!

The ring of qi that could be seen in the naked eye spread out from him and swept around him.

Then, "bang bang" sounds came from the crowds running around, and the figures that fleeing turán exploded without warning, and their bodies were covered in blood and flesh, twisted, condensed into a drop of blood essence, and flew out of the air!

More than a hundred people gathered here. In an instant, a hundred drops of scarlet blood gathered from all sides and merged into the bloody human body.

However, this time the blood man changed significantly.

"No... I want the dragon descendants... bloodline..." His words became much clearer, and then he raised his hand.

shock!

Invisible shock spread in the space, and the huge rocks falling from all directions suddenly stagnated.

In the world, it seems that everything is solidified.

The blood man turned his neck and looked south.

"Suck...bloodlines, Chen Qian...get revenge!"

boom!

A long roar sounded, and the dark dragon rose from his body and soared into the sky!

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"Oh? Some of them actually developed consciousness, which is interesting."

In the northwest, beside the dry water, a seemingly ordinary young man was lying on the ground, as if he was lazy, but purple flames rose in his eyes and stared at the sky.

"What a pity. The Emperor's palace is still open."

He looked bored at the sky and the white clouds. It was not that there were carriages and horses passing by the pángbiān path. When he saw this scene, he whispered, but the young man didn't care at all.

In his eyes, the seemingly ordinary sky was in a state of turmoil.

A face made of blue smoke is fighting with a black cat with claws, and both sides are not giving in to each other.

"The northwest land is troublesome. If it is replaced by other difāng, I will definitely put it in, huh?" The young man stretched, his face changed slightly, and his face showed joy.

"I have a trace of distraction nearby. I must have escaped from the first battle. After collecting this, I just broke through the shackles of the peak of the God of Hidden God..."

The thought fell. He sat up, and behind him, a convoy was slowly coming.

"If you restore your fortune and the imperial palace is not open yet, you might as well go to Chen Qian first. If you suffer a great loss, you must avenge this revenge."

He didn't notice that there was a young man dressed in weird clothes in the convoy.

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"The news came from Man'er. The timing was right, and it happened to disrupt Zhongzhou. In this way, I seize the opportunity. The hundred man from my 100,000 mountains had never had the opportunity to go north. If I could occupy the southern land of Daning, I would be divided into Zhongzhou with the Xi people from now on!"

In the southwest, in the dense forest of 100,000 mountains, a skinny man in colorful clothes and holding a crutch looked at a red paper in front of him and smiled, then touched a token in his arms.

"Before the war palace is opened, everything can be arranged properly and the mundane thoughts can be cut off."

After he finished speaking, he said a few words to the man and woman next to him who were covered with various war patterns on his forehead and face. Then he waved his hand and a string of chain beads hanging around his neck scattered, growing bigger and turning into fist-sized skulls, causing the strong wind to wrap the man and then scatter. The person is no longer there, leaving only a faint remnant thought.

"However, this Chen Qian is too dangerous. Although he appears, if I enter the Battle Palace and cannot return, maybe this person will cause endless trouble to the tribe members, so I should take this opportunity to remove it!"

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Daning, south, coastal.

The waves hit the rocks on the shore, and the sound of waves was deafening.

The fishermen who had just finished the funeral were returning, and they noticed that under the steep cliff, on the raised rocks, the young man who should have sunk to the bottom of the sea with the waves was sitting cross-legged there.

On his body, tiny green characters gradually emerged, covering his whole body, and the grand aura was released and spread around him.

The turbulent sea gradually calmed down, and even the fish fled far away.

turán!

A flash of light, the boy opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

As soon as the storm came, the entire sea swelled up, and the fishing boat that had time to close the net and docked fell into the sea with the exclamations of the people on the boat.

The boy's eyes were like torches, revealing a sense of indifference. He looked at everything on the sea, silently, like a god looking at ordinary things. Finally, he shook his head, stood up, flew up, and looked north.

"This time I am a blessing in disguise, but I will definitely revenge the revenge of destroying the body, Chen Qian..."

The tender voice emanated from the old mind, and the young man disappeared, leaving only the violent waves.

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Time flies, and two days pass by in a blink of an eye.

Above Qianshan, Xiaofan Temple, it became more and more lively. The courtyards, towns and inns at the foot of the mountain were gradually crowded with people, and conflicts broke out from time to time.

However, if there are novice monks and wise monks in the middle to mediate, they can comfort them.

When! When! When! When! When!

As usual, as I was in the morning, the sound of bells came from the mountain, which attracted many people to look up the mountain.

The first thing to do is not the towering peak, but the difāng near the top of the mountain, the seventh-level pagoda.

Magnificent, magnificent, and solemn breath emanates from the tower.

"That's the Hidden Pearl Tower?"

In the woods of the Shandong veins, Chen Qian looked at the tall tower from afar, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Chapter completed!