Chapter 3546

Fengdu emperor's self explosion, so that the expedition army side, eyes are red, all of a sudden, the group's passion, murderous.

At the command of Lin Hai, the whole army rushed to the reapers with all their lives.

Those who sacrifice their lives to reap the dead!

For a while, the battlefield was in chaos.

Every second, a large number of people on both sides died. The war was tragic and tragic.

As the saying goes, mourning will win!

On the other hand, they fought bravely and bravely. All of them were red eyed and fearless, and their combat effectiveness increased in a straight line.

As for the reapers, where they could resist, they began to rout like the tide.

"If you want to run, there are no doors!"

Lin Hai saw, eyes with a crazy killing machine, a big drink.

"Diyin dragon clan, if you don't join the war, when will you wait?"

Boom! Boom!

At that time, the sea of blood was boiling.

At that time, the sky was shaking and the earth was shaking, and the sky was dark, covered by the earth's Dragon.

"Kill

The killing sound of the dragon of the earth's Yin shakes the sky and comes from all directions with an unstoppable momentum.

It's like a bag that will surround all the reapers and devour them crazily.

Time, a scuffle!

The battle lasted seven days and seven nights, and when the last Reaper fell, the battlefield was quiet.

Lin Hai's eyes were cold and fierce, looking at the murderous and morale of the soldiers and soldiers, and he drank.

"Worship Fengdu with my blood!"

Shua!

Lin Hai finished, a drop of blood suddenly flew out of his fingers, suspended in the void.

"Worship Fengdu with my blood!"

Thousands of troops, shouting in unison, countless drops of blood, flying towards the air.

Soon, they all gathered together, releasing the hot breath.

Hum!

Unknowingly, the blood of all the people was rolling and moving, and turned into the appearance of Fengdu emperor.

Seeing this, Lin Hai suddenly kneels down on one knee, and the army is also kneeling toward the virtual shadow of Fengdu emperor.

"Send the emperor, please rest in peace!"

"Send the emperor, please rest in peace!"

"Send the emperor, please rest in peace!"

……

The voice is shocking, with solemn and stirring, countless double eyes, looking at the empty shadow of Fengdu emperor, grateful and revered.

If not for Fengdu emperor, he killed the Supreme Lord and most of the reapers at the cost of sacrificing himself.

I am afraid that today's winner will not be all present.

Boom!

At this time, the world suddenly concussion, a palpable law of power, from the sky.

The Fengdu emperor, whose blood was illusory, was involved in the void by this force.

Then, peace was restored.

……

A year later, in the palace of King Guangwang of Qin Dynasty, Lin Hai looked at Leng Yueru with sadness on his face.

"Yueru, why don't you recognize me?"

"I really knew I was wrong."

Cold moon Ru pretty face such as frost, eyes looking elsewhere, cold way.

"Linhai, let bygones be bygones."

"As I said, lengyueru is dead, and I am a Yin dancer."

"Don't mention the past!"

Lin Hai's mouth moved, but also to speak, but listen to Lengyue Ru a cold drink.

"Anu, see you off!"

The old woman, with a dull face, came over and faced the forest. Her face was not good.

"King of the nether world, please!"

"Alas." Lin Hai sighed, looked lost, and looked at Leng Yuru for a long time, then turned to leave lonely.

Answer the earth Yin Dragon Palace, Lin Hai directly into the demon pot, lying on the wooden bed of xian'er.

Lengyueru and Linhai no longer recognize each other, just like a thorn, thorn in the heart of Linhai.

Let Lin Hai lose and suffer.

Xian'er is extremely considerate and gently massages Lin Hai. With silent care, she comforts Lin Hai's spiritual trauma.

Ding Dong!

Suddenly, Lin Hai's mobile phone rings.

picked up the mobile phone and looked at it. Chen Yan updated the information in the official account.

"The ten halls of the spiritual realm have been set, and the order of the prefectures is gradually restored."

"Good!" Lin Hai sighed with a sigh in his eyes.

When the order of the local government is completely restored, we can start to revive Mu Yingying.

Thinking of this, Lin Hai sent a message to Lin Jian.

Xiaomuddle headed immortal: Lin Jian, what happened to Mu Yingying's soul?

Lin Jian: Master, Mu Yingying's soul was previously sealed by Princess Chu lin'er. Although it was slightly affected by the war, the influence was not great. At most six months, he could wake up.Xiaomuddle headed immortal: protect her, don't have any accident.

Lin Jian: Master, don't worry. Unless Lin Jian dies, Miss Mu Yingying is safe!

At the end of the conversation with Lin Jian, Lin Haigang wants to chat with xian'er.

All of a sudden, there was a scream outside.

"Ah

"I know, I finally know it!"

Lin Hai suddenly sat up with a trace of essence in his eyes.

It's the voice of Hades!

Shua!

Lin Hai's figure flashed out of the wooden house.

Then, he saw that the ancestor of the Ming River sect was holding the token of master Yifan, laughing wildly.

"Styx, what do you know?" Lin Hai came to the river Styx and asked in a deep voice.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"No wonder the token feels so familiar."

"It turns out that there is a smell of Asura in it."

Asura?!

Suddenly, the eyes of the forest shrank.

For nothing else, it is because the reputation of the Asuras is so great!

It was a race created by the ancestor of the Styx sect, which was created by the fusion of the souls who died in war and the blood god son in the witch catastrophe.

The ancestors of the Ming River sect created the Ashura nationality, which had great merits and virtues from heaven.

Although it failed to make the ancestor of the Styx cult holy, it also became the first strong one under the sage.

However, the way of creation of the ancestor of the Ming River sect is far worse than that of Nu Wa.

Therefore, the Asura people created by the ancestors of the Ming River sect are fierce and violent in men and win Dang in the seduction of women.

They are not at the same level as Nu Wa.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" At this time, the ghost river religion ancestor smile more crazy.

"Think of the time when the king of Tibet, the bastard, sat on the Bank of the dark sea of blood and turned Asura into a Buddha."

"It is said that the hell is not empty and vows not to become Buddha. All living beings have done their best to prove Bodhi."

"Fortunately, I was moved by his Bodhisattva's heart. Unexpectedly, it was a conspiracy against the Ashura people!"

"When I found out, it was too late. The whole Ashura clan was sealed by him, and there was no trace of it!"

"Today, with this token, we can finally let Asura see the sun again!"

With that, the ancestor of the Ming River sect suddenly faced the forest sea, pleading on his face.

"King of the nether world, I never ask for help. I beg you today to let me out."

"I will take my token and go to find my people!"

Hearing this, Lin Hai was moved and hesitated.

This token was given to him by master Yifan. He said that 300 years later, it could solve the hell disaster.

Now, the disaster is over.

But this token has never been useful.

What's more, up to now, the time is just right, which is 300 years.

Can we say that the real underground catastrophe has not started yet?

Or is master Yifan's prediction invalid?

Lin Hai pondered for a moment, but he became more and more confused and finally bit his teeth.

"Well, I promise you!"

The idea moves, the forest sea directly will the river of hell religion ancestor, let go.

It's a blessing, not a disaster. What's the use of this token? It's time to find out!

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