Billions of Years in the City

Chapter 821 Immortal? Too Young!

? Click!

This bite!

A corner of the wooden coffin was bitten off a gap!

"He wants to bite open the wooden coffin?"

Some of the monks watching from a distance made doubts, and then they made doubts, and saw the spirit master of the holy tomb in front of everyone, even started to chew the bitten corner of the wooden coffin, and the eating was extremely horrifying!

hiss!

The cultivators in the audience in the distance, the monks in the holy tomb, couldn't help but tremble again at this moment!

Fuck!

The spirit master of the holy tomb is eating coffin boards!

Is the spirit master of the holy tomb crazy?

"This guy"

Xiaogu sensed some extremely uncomfortable aura, and the Sun God Crown of the Meteor God Clan on his head gave birth to a golden light to resist that aura that made him uncomfortable. That breath seems to be the enemy of life and death with the power of rebellion.

The power of rebellion is against the way of heaven, and the way of life is against the way of heaven. The enemy of life and death should be the way of heaven, but the breath released by the spirit master of the holy tomb is definitely not the breath of the way of heaven.

Strange!

Weird!

"The Spirit Lord of the Holy Tomb is at the level of a quasi-sage!"

Sea God Mirage trembled!

"Haha! Hahaha!"

At this time!

The spirit master of the holy tomb laughed wildly!

I saw him holding his hands high, the exposed lower half of his face turned blue at this moment, and there was a stabbing sound, and the wooden mask covering the upper half of his face suddenly shattered!

The complete face of the spirit master of the holy tomb was exposed!

"Roar!"

Almost at the same time!

Emperor Tianlong and Emperor Mo, who were carrying the coffin, raised their heads to the sky and let out an angry roar at the same time. Their cloudy eyes came to their senses. After seeing the wooden coffin, they each turned into human figures and retreated for several miles!

"Great Master Yuan Ling!"

And Ji Yuwei saw the exposed face of the spirit master of the Holy Tomb,

A whisper in astonishment!

Holy Tomb Spirit Lord!

The appearance is exactly the same as that of the Yuan Ling Dazun who mysteriously disappeared in the ancient land of the eight wastelands!

"Great Master Yuan Ling!"

Tianlong Emperor stared at the Spirit Lord of the Holy Tomb, and lowered his voice to roar!

"Grand Master Yuan Ling? Huh! This seat is the spirit master, not that shit Master Yuan Ling!"

However!

The spirit master of the holy tomb denied it!

"hey-hey!"

As soon as he denied it, the spirit master of the holy tomb let out a sneer, his extremely weird eyes glanced at all the cultivators, and suddenly he jumped on the hanging wooden coffin, opening his mouth like an evil beast, and biting the wooden pipe again!

Click!

This bite!

Bite off another corner!

And started chewing in front of everyone!

"Crazy!"

Inside the holy tomb, an old man shouted tremblingly. He is the Great Elder of the Holy Tomb, and his status is only under the spirit master, even though he is extremely loyal to the spirit master, but at this moment, in his opinion, the spirit master is crazy and has become another person.

Or they are no longer human!

Spirit Lord!

He is no longer human!

"Hmph! You will never understand!" The spirit master of the holy tomb looked down at the inside of the tomb, then raised his hands again, and a crazy smile appeared on a strange face at this moment: "Next, you will Can witness the birth of an immortal supreme spirit master!"

Roar!

While laughing wildly, the spirit master raised his head to the sky and roared, his face turned blue, and two extremely sharp fangs grew out of his wide open mouth!

"Zombie!"

"Has the corpse changed!"

"What the hell is going on!"

The cultivators in the distance and the cultivators of the Holy Tomb thumped in their hearts! Tianlong Emperor Mo Di frowned instantly, Mo Di suddenly turned into a black light, appeared in front of the wooden coffin in an instant, raised his hand and grabbed the wooden coffin, as if he was going to take the wooden coffin with him forcibly!

"Roar!"

The spirit master of the holy tomb roared, and raised his right hand to grab Mo Emperor. Mo Emperor's big hand that had been placed on the wooden coffin shrank instantly, and his human body was shattered in an instant!

"My father!"

Sea God Mirage exclaimed!

Wow!

next moment!

A few kilometers above the left of the holy tomb, a black figure appeared, it was Emperor Mo. At this moment, Emperor Mo's face was pale, staring at the hanging wooden coffin, and said in a low voice: "It really is a saint's coffin, and there is a saint buried in it." , there is a dead body of a saint inside! The coffin of a saint is a taboo thing, the spirit master of the holy tomb, if you devour taboos and try to steal the power of a saint, you will suffer backlash!"

In a word!

The monks of the Holy Tomb were in an uproar!

The monks watching from afar were in an uproar!

Fuck!

Holy tomb!

It turned out that a saint was buried!

This shit!

Even if the world of the Holy Spirit has foundations, it is only a middle-thousand world after all. How could a saint be buried in a middle-thousand world! And when a saint falls, shouldn't blood be spilled all over the heavens and worlds!

why!

In the history of the Holy Spirit Realm!

There has never been a vision of a blood rain!

How did the wooden coffin of the saint in front of me come from!

Which saint is buried inside!

Almost all the monks around the holy tomb were dumbfounded, even Tianlong Emperor was stunned at this moment!

"Is that the guy who showed up before?"

Xiao Gu immediately thought of a person, that old man, the shadow of the strange saint, whom Chen Zheng summoned with the Juntian Divine Talisman in the ancient Tianjia Temple.

"It should be him."

Chen Zheng nodded lightly.

"Backlash? Hmph! Heilong, you don't understand, I don't understand my origin, I don't understand my specialness, even if I lift the coffin board and swallow the saint's body inside, there will be no backlash!" The Holy Tomb Spirit Master Yinxie smiled, opened his mouth wide, and bit down again. After swallowing this coffin, the face of the spirit master of the holy tomb revealed a look of extreme enjoyment. He closed his eyes, and then his body trembled crazily. Influx, into him.

boom!

Heaven!

A big thunder rang!

Wow!

The rainstorm is coming without warning!

Suddenly!

The Spirit Master of the Holy Tomb opened his eyes!

Open your eyes!

He seems to be the sky!

An aura that surpasses all beings in the world spreads instantly!

Plop!

The monks of the Holy Tomb knelt down!

The monk watching from afar knelt down!

Sea God Mirage fell to the ground and knelt down!

Tianlong Emperor Modi wants to forcefully support it!

It was also pressed to the ground at this moment!

"My immortal body has finally been refined today. From this moment on, I will be immortal! Yuan Ling dog, you can no longer imprison me! The saint descends, this seat slaughters the saint! The way of heaven descends, and this way kills the heavens!" ! Haha! Hahaha!"

The spirit master of the holy tomb roared in the rainstorm!

Crash!

Boom!

Thunder and lightning!

The world of the Western Emperor's Realm has darkened!

Swish!

Suddenly!

The Spirit Lord of the Holy Tomb moved his gaze, staring at Ji Yuwei who was beside Chen Zheng, immediately smiled sinisterly, and grabbed Ji Yuwei: "Master Shui Ling, you are an important chess piece left by that dog Yuan Ling, today my seat Destroy you first, and he can only bow down to this seat when he returns to Yuanling!"

"Be careful!"

Xiaogu exclaimed!

"young."

At the very moment, Chen Zheng smiled lightly, raised his right hand and casually shot out a blue light, and the big hand caught by the spirit master of the holy tomb was fixed in the air! The dark blue light, as if turned into a vine, wrapped around the right arm of the spirit master of the holy tomb!

Stab it!

The right arm of the spirit master of the holy tomb was instantly shattered!

"Huh? What kind of power do you use for this little thing? This seat is already immortal. The power of this seat has surpassed the power of the Great Dao. How is your power possible!"

The Spirit Lord of the Holy Tomb roars!

"Beyond the Dao, you are only at this level."

Chen Zheng chuckled again.

Crash!

I saw another flash of blue mysterious light, instantly covering the area below the head of the spirit lord of the holy tomb, and the area below the head of the spirit lord of the holy tomb was wiped out in the blink of an eye!

this moment!

Only one head of the spirit master of the holy tomb remains!

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