Chapter 1286
This dwarf is a prisoner.
It's just that I don't know what crime he committed and where he was imprisoned, so he would be so tortured.
The dwarf put down his hair, glanced at Qian Cheng and said with a smile: "you don't want to cross the river and tear down the bridge, do you?"
Qian Cheng snorted coldly: "how is it possible that Ziwei gate can have today's weather? When did it rely on the four words of" words without faith "
"Well, you dare not." The dwarf turned around and stepped into the gap of the bronze door. "Don't think I don't know. Every member of Ziwei sect is looking at everything.
If you crape myrtle are unscrupulous in doing things, what are you talking about? "
At the end of the last sentence, his little figure had disappeared behind the bronze door.
After the dwarf went in, Qian Cheng didn't follow him immediately.
He stood in front of the high crack of the bronze door, as if waiting for something.
At the time when Sixia became extremely quiet, the female corpse, who had no sound, suddenly opened her eyes.
But at this time, her face, the turbidity in her eyes, all showed that at this moment, she was close to the moment when the oil ran out and the lamp ran out.
"I thought you wouldn't wake up." Qian Cheng bowed his head and said to the woman who only reached his knee at the moment.
"How can I die before something big is done." The woman gritted her teeth, "OK, now save me, and then go in and take out what we want."
"No way." Qian Cheng shook his head.
"What's wrong?" The woman took a breath.
It can be seen that every word she says at the moment will consume a lot of energy.
"It's what I want, not us." Qian Cheng looks into the woman's eyes and asks.
Below the chest has turned into a woman like solidified wax oil, the expression on the face suddenly changed: "what do you mean?"
"It means that you don't need to do anything next." Qian Cheng slowly raises his Lingqi sword.
The woman's eyes suddenly widened.
Her face was a mixture of anger, shame, surprise, fear and so on.
"You can't do that! How dare you! I want to tell the North heavenly king! You betrayed him
"Oh, you 20000 year old zombie." The long knife in Qian Cheng's hand pauses in the air and says, "in this case, I'll let you die to understand. After that, I'll kill you. That's what the northern Heavenly King means. "
"It's impossible -" there was an incredible light in the woman's eyes. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak.
But with a flash of light, her voice suddenly stopped.
In the separated skull, a corpse nucleus almost the size of an adult's thumb flew out and fell into Qian Cheng's hands.
Looking at the look of consternation and fear on the woman's face before she died, Qian Cheng put away the corpse core and sneered: "what are you, and you deserve to talk about terms with us crape myrtle?"
As the voice fell, he clapped it down with a slap.
Boom!
The woman's body, instantly became a raging fire.
Crackling sound, like oil in a small explosion.
Black smoke poured into the sky from above the fire.
A moment later, the woman's body was burned to a pile of black ash.
"The rule of merit is the setting of the purple myrtle, so how to get merit has the final say of merit." Qian Cheng clenched his sword and strode into two bronze doors.
……
In the palace above Black Soul City, green candles are burning quietly.
In the open hall, in addition to the heavy coffin and two mysterious zombies, there is another thing.
It was a statue about one story high.
What the statue engraves is the image of a middle-aged and burly emperor.
Although it's just a statue, the majestic temperament of dominating the world, destroying the mountains and rivers, and dominating the world makes people look at it. They can't help but soften their knees and want to kneel on the ground to worship.
At this time, the statue was erected several feet in front of the coffin.
It's just that it's not facing the entrance of the palace, but facing the coffin.
Looking at this, it's like hoping that when the person lying in the coffin stands up again, he can see it at first sight.
"Do you think the king would like it if he saw this statue when he woke up?" The zombie, who looks like a little girl, looks at the statue and asks.
In the palace, the only one who could talk to her was another zombie, who was called the national master, holding a long wooden stick, and whose whole body was covered in a black robe.
"Whatever you do, the king will be satisfied." A moment later, the national teacher spoke.
"Yes, I think so too. After all, nothing we did for the king failed him." The female zombie said here, raised her hand, as if to say something else.
But at this time, her movement suddenly solidified.
And the tall and thin zombie, who was called the national master, seemed to feel something at this time. He suddenly turned around and faced a direction.
If any of them were present at this moment, they would find that what the national master was facing was the direction of the island they were entering.
"The seal is broken." Under the black robe, the voice of the national master was suddenly full of bloody killing breath. "It seems that this time, these friars are really prepared. It's not long before your tomb has been broken into."
"Oh, just go in." The zombie waved her arms.
In the light gauze on her body, a long pitching burst out.
These pitching exercises, centered on her body, spread around and gradually emerged a touch of light white light.
In the light, a series of runes began to emerge.
"It seems that the oracle and the army are inextricably linked with these friars, and I'm just going to see who has such great ability and can find my burial place in such a short time!"
Between the words, the body shape of the female zombie, in the light, has become indistinct.
"Master, since they can find me, it won't be long for them to find you.
In order not to affect the mood of the king when he wakes up, I personally suggest that you should make some preparations earlier. "
After that, the white light suddenly brightened, and the next moment, the female zombies and pitching disappeared in the same place.
Under the black robe, the national master was silent for a moment, and slowly stretched out the purple arm holding the wooden staff.
"I understand the principle of starting first. I don't need your reminding.
As for you guys, you are a group of ants who don't know what to do.
Do you really think that after more than 20000 years, this world belongs to you?
Next, I'll show you the horror that belongs to me in addition to the demons. "
It's just that I don't know what crime he committed and where he was imprisoned, so he would be so tortured.
The dwarf put down his hair, glanced at Qian Cheng and said with a smile: "you don't want to cross the river and tear down the bridge, do you?"
Qian Cheng snorted coldly: "how is it possible that Ziwei gate can have today's weather? When did it rely on the four words of" words without faith "
"Well, you dare not." The dwarf turned around and stepped into the gap of the bronze door. "Don't think I don't know. Every member of Ziwei sect is looking at everything.
If you crape myrtle are unscrupulous in doing things, what are you talking about? "
At the end of the last sentence, his little figure had disappeared behind the bronze door.
After the dwarf went in, Qian Cheng didn't follow him immediately.
He stood in front of the high crack of the bronze door, as if waiting for something.
At the time when Sixia became extremely quiet, the female corpse, who had no sound, suddenly opened her eyes.
But at this time, her face, the turbidity in her eyes, all showed that at this moment, she was close to the moment when the oil ran out and the lamp ran out.
"I thought you wouldn't wake up." Qian Cheng bowed his head and said to the woman who only reached his knee at the moment.
"How can I die before something big is done." The woman gritted her teeth, "OK, now save me, and then go in and take out what we want."
"No way." Qian Cheng shook his head.
"What's wrong?" The woman took a breath.
It can be seen that every word she says at the moment will consume a lot of energy.
"It's what I want, not us." Qian Cheng looks into the woman's eyes and asks.
Below the chest has turned into a woman like solidified wax oil, the expression on the face suddenly changed: "what do you mean?"
"It means that you don't need to do anything next." Qian Cheng slowly raises his Lingqi sword.
The woman's eyes suddenly widened.
Her face was a mixture of anger, shame, surprise, fear and so on.
"You can't do that! How dare you! I want to tell the North heavenly king! You betrayed him
"Oh, you 20000 year old zombie." The long knife in Qian Cheng's hand pauses in the air and says, "in this case, I'll let you die to understand. After that, I'll kill you. That's what the northern Heavenly King means. "
"It's impossible -" there was an incredible light in the woman's eyes. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak.
But with a flash of light, her voice suddenly stopped.
In the separated skull, a corpse nucleus almost the size of an adult's thumb flew out and fell into Qian Cheng's hands.
Looking at the look of consternation and fear on the woman's face before she died, Qian Cheng put away the corpse core and sneered: "what are you, and you deserve to talk about terms with us crape myrtle?"
As the voice fell, he clapped it down with a slap.
Boom!
The woman's body, instantly became a raging fire.
Crackling sound, like oil in a small explosion.
Black smoke poured into the sky from above the fire.
A moment later, the woman's body was burned to a pile of black ash.
"The rule of merit is the setting of the purple myrtle, so how to get merit has the final say of merit." Qian Cheng clenched his sword and strode into two bronze doors.
……
In the palace above Black Soul City, green candles are burning quietly.
In the open hall, in addition to the heavy coffin and two mysterious zombies, there is another thing.
It was a statue about one story high.
What the statue engraves is the image of a middle-aged and burly emperor.
Although it's just a statue, the majestic temperament of dominating the world, destroying the mountains and rivers, and dominating the world makes people look at it. They can't help but soften their knees and want to kneel on the ground to worship.
At this time, the statue was erected several feet in front of the coffin.
It's just that it's not facing the entrance of the palace, but facing the coffin.
Looking at this, it's like hoping that when the person lying in the coffin stands up again, he can see it at first sight.
"Do you think the king would like it if he saw this statue when he woke up?" The zombie, who looks like a little girl, looks at the statue and asks.
In the palace, the only one who could talk to her was another zombie, who was called the national master, holding a long wooden stick, and whose whole body was covered in a black robe.
"Whatever you do, the king will be satisfied." A moment later, the national teacher spoke.
"Yes, I think so too. After all, nothing we did for the king failed him." The female zombie said here, raised her hand, as if to say something else.
But at this time, her movement suddenly solidified.
And the tall and thin zombie, who was called the national master, seemed to feel something at this time. He suddenly turned around and faced a direction.
If any of them were present at this moment, they would find that what the national master was facing was the direction of the island they were entering.
"The seal is broken." Under the black robe, the voice of the national master was suddenly full of bloody killing breath. "It seems that this time, these friars are really prepared. It's not long before your tomb has been broken into."
"Oh, just go in." The zombie waved her arms.
In the light gauze on her body, a long pitching burst out.
These pitching exercises, centered on her body, spread around and gradually emerged a touch of light white light.
In the light, a series of runes began to emerge.
"It seems that the oracle and the army are inextricably linked with these friars, and I'm just going to see who has such great ability and can find my burial place in such a short time!"
Between the words, the body shape of the female zombie, in the light, has become indistinct.
"Master, since they can find me, it won't be long for them to find you.
In order not to affect the mood of the king when he wakes up, I personally suggest that you should make some preparations earlier. "
After that, the white light suddenly brightened, and the next moment, the female zombies and pitching disappeared in the same place.
Under the black robe, the national master was silent for a moment, and slowly stretched out the purple arm holding the wooden staff.
"I understand the principle of starting first. I don't need your reminding.
As for you guys, you are a group of ants who don't know what to do.
Do you really think that after more than 20000 years, this world belongs to you?
Next, I'll show you the horror that belongs to me in addition to the demons. "
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