Chapter 2726
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The wasteland is vast and endless, no one knows how big it is.
When night falls, you can't see your fingers, and the endless wasteland is like a lurking giant beast, quietly waiting for the prey to come.
Above the void, Gu Huang's figure appeared silently, overlooking the endless wasteland, and all within a few million miles was shrouded in a dark fog.
Gloomy, evil, dark, death, chaos, decay, all kinds of negative auras are revealed from the fog, making people tremble unconsciously.
The cold atmosphere and the depressing environment are almost suffocating.
Gu Huang was in the void, and his pupils suddenly changed to pitch black like ink, like the abyss of eternity, and like an endless and eternal dark void, full of the momentum of nothingness and annihilation.
There is a black ancient talisman in the eyes, and at a glance it seems to cross the void of the ages, piercing the end of hundreds of millions of reincarnations.
The endless pitch-black fog could hardly hide Gu Huang's divine eyes, and the situation within a radius of several million miles could be seen, and it was completely integrated into Gu Huang's divine soul.
Thirteen pyramids with a height of ninety-nine feet are located in it, each of which is golden, bright as new, natural, and it is filled with an immortal atmosphere.
The thirteen ancient pyramids are engraved with eerie patterns, full of terrifying momentum of chaos, killing, decay, and death.
There are thirteen breaths that transcend the holy king, and one of them is very familiar to Gu Huang, and it is the seventh pharaoh.
In the battle of Thunder City that year, the projection of the seventh pharaoh fell into the hands of the will of the emperor. While the seventh pharaoh remembered Gu Huang, Gu Huang also completely remembered him.
Just as Gu Huang was about to take back his magical powers, a figure caught Gu Huang's attention, and it was Jian Mingkong who left to rescue Zi Li first.
But he did not hide quietly, but swaggered into it, and above his head was the figure of a black giant bird.
This is a variant of the phoenix, in charge of the fire of the Netherworld, its combat power is terrifying, and the adult dragon bird is enough to fight with the blood of the orthodox phoenix.
It is also a first-class ominous beast between heaven and earth.
However, the big dragon bird and Jian Mingkong are in parallel, which makes Guhuang unbelievable to the extreme. Is there any connection between Jian Mingkong and the big dragon bird?
Since the big dragon bird has a connection with Jian Mingkong, what about Zili?
There is a conspiracy!
It is definitely a big conspiracy. Most of Zi Li has been suppressed by the Thirteen Pharaohs. These Thirteen Pyramids must be the Pharaoh's natal weapon.
No matter what, keep up with Jian Mingkong and Longque first, and maybe be able to find the trace of Zili.
Thinking of this, Gu Huang turned into a phantom, the profound meaning of space and the profound meaning of darkness blended, quietly descended into the mist, and followed behind Long Que and Jian Mingkong.
Speechless all the way, Gu Huang's figure was like a ghost. After half an hour, the figures of Long Que and Jian Mingkong stopped in front of a pyramid.
And this is the pyramid of the seventh pharaoh. With a rumbling sound, the almost natural pyramid opened a huge door.
The figures of Long Que and Jian Mingkong flashed into it, and Gu Huang also followed silently.
The smell of decay, desolation, death, and slaughter permeates the air, and the interior of the pyramid seems to be a world of its own, completely empty to the extreme.
What caught my eye was a huge platform nine feet high, on which lay an ancient golden coffin, four feet long and ten feet wide.
"Clap!"
The golden ancient coffin made a sound, the coffin board was slowly pushed away, and an arm wrapped in yellowed cloth stretched out from the inside. The cloth has fallen off in some places, revealing dark blue rotten flesh.
Dead, cold, full of despair and loneliness, this breath is enough to rot the world and all spirits, destroying all life, only eternal death and loneliness.
This is a tall figure, the whole body is wrapped in withered yellow tattered cloth, the rotten and dry body exudes a strong stench.
The cloth wrapped around the head was extremely tattered, revealing an endlessly ugly face, especially the dark green eye, which was filled with monstrous silence and evil.
"Eternal layout, just now!"
"The Supreme Returns, the dead reappear."
"My kingdom of the dead will surely return to glory..."
"Jian Mingkong, Long Que, Er and others did a good job and successfully captured Zi Li."
"The Supreme will not forget your dedication and sacrifice..."
"Thanks my king!"
Jian Mingkong and Long Que knelt down to thank the Pharaoh. The two of them stood aside with respectful expressions, not daring to look directly at the face of the Pharaoh.
"Report to my king, now that the general trend is over, can we start the next plan?"
"The ancestor of my deceased is about to wake up, and the supreme of my family will return."
"It's time for Misty Mountain to fully pay the price, my king, the defense of Xuanyang City is now empty, as long as our army comes, it will be captured in one fell swoop."
"One billion souls and blood and souls in Xuanyang City are enough to bring back the Supreme Being."
The dragon bird turned into a strong man in black, and knelt down on one knee in front of the seventh pharaoh, his expression was extremely respectful.
For this day, too many years have been planned and too many bureaus have been arranged.
Now he can finally wake up the Supreme Being and overthrow the shackles of Misty Mountain in one fell swoop.
An era is an era. Since the fiasco of the previous era, they have secretly accumulated the power of an entire era.
"My king, we are the deceased, and joining the living beings is a betrayal of the kingdom of the deceased."
"I beg my king to grant me a death and return to the embrace of the kingdom of the deceased."
"For the return of the kingdom, we will die without regrets. I ask my king to complete it."
Jian Mingkong also knelt down, his eyes filled with endless fanaticism and even more disgust for the living.
They are the dead, and they have lost too much for the return of the kingdom.
Countless reincarnations of the same clan failed, only they succeeded.
Year after year, I don't know how many reincarnations, and finally I have waited for this day.
"The time has not come. When the time comes, I will let you all come back."
"Zi Li is an important part of the recovery of the Supreme Being, but there is still one person to wait for."
"He is the key to the return of the Supreme Being."
"The prophecy has come, why hasn't it appeared yet..."
"Our time is running out... The son of the deceased... why hasn't he come yet..."
The seventh pharaoh's voice was extremely dull, like a nine-day thunder, which made people feel trembling from the depths of their souls.
Son of the deceased, only the blood of the son of the deceased can revive the Supreme...
The prophecy has come, but the son of the deceased has yet to appear...
"My king, who is the son of the deceased in the prophecy?"
"Any feature?"
"There is not a trace of character, we can't find it even if we look for it."
Jian Mingkong raised his head and looked at the seventh pharaoh, his eyes filled with some doubts.
The son of the deceased, who is the son of the deceased, no one has seen, only heard the prophecy.
It is rumored that before the death of the Supreme, a prophecy was left, and only the blood of the deceased's son can wake him up again.
"The son of the deceased is an eternal rebel."
"Unfortunately, the Supreme did not leave any message, but I firmly believe that the son of the deceased has appeared."
"There is only one, which will appear with the imprint of the Supreme Being, and it is the powerhouse who can lead our dead back to glory."
"He will control the tenth mark and inherit the supreme inheritance."
"Zili, the son of the deceased, the tenth mark, three conditions, all of which are indispensable."
The dark green pupils of the seventh pharaoh, flickering with endless silence and killing, no one knows what he is really thinking?
"Report to my king, under the command of the Thirteen Pharaohs of the Netherland Zombies, a total of 1,269 legions are assembled."
"As long as my king gives an order, you can drive straight in and occupy Xuanyang City in an instant."
A figure flashed out silently and bowed down toward the Pharaoh.
This is only the power of the corpse clan, not counting the power of the other three clans such as the bone clan and the secluded clan.
The seven emperors of the underworld, the kings of all races, put all the resources on the body of the corpse race, and all the supreme beings of their races will have a chance to recover when they summon the supreme beings to return.
The deceased in the previous era failed miserably, and the deceased in this era found the kingdom of the deceased and awakened one of their ancestors.
Just wait for the Supreme to wake up and summon the other Supremes, they will drive straight in, conquer the misty mountains, and sweep the heavens.
"Go on the order, and keep the troops in motion."
"If the son of the deceased does not appear for a day, my Netherland cannot move rashly for a day."
"There must be guidance from the son of the deceased before the Supreme can truly return."
The withered body of the seventh pharaoh, Zhang Yugao, burst out with endless oppression. Even he himself couldn't help it, but he had to hold back.
The son of the deceased, not seen for a day.
They cannot act rashly for a day, and the deceased cannot afford to fail again.
Only the crushing of absolute power can ensure the awakening of the Supreme.
"Yes! My king, this subordinate retire!"
Xiao Qi saluted the seventh pharaoh and retired, and walked towards the door, but when he wanted to open the door of the pyramid, he was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't reach it.
"So far away, the power of space..."
"No, my king, there are enemies sneaking in..."
Xiao Qi's face changed greatly, and his figure quickly retreated, but no matter how he used his magical powers, he still set foot on the spot. Obviously, the space was not only blocked, but also folded and twisted.
"So close to the end of the world, space blockade, infinite extension?"
"It seems that a distinguished guest is coming."
"Your Excellency, since you're here, why don't you show up to see it, isn't it a shame to be sneaky?"
The dark green eyes of the seventh pharaoh flashed an incomparable cold light, and the monstrous decay and despair filled the air, and someone was able to sneak into his pyramid silently.
This is not just the power of space, but the power of space rules that has been cultivated, so that the void can be silently sealed, and it can be extended infinitely.
But he forgot one point, this pyramid is his birth weapon, and it is even more integrated with the inner world he has cultivated.
Even if it is to control the profound meaning of space, unless the blockade of the pyramid can be broken, no one can escape.
"Oh! It was discovered! It seems that I can't hide it."
"Seventh Pharaoh, hand over Zi Li completely!"
"I am not discussing with you, but ordering you."
"Let go, I'll save your life."
"Don't let it go, I'll let you die again."
Gu Huang's figure emerged, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a wine jar in the other, taking a few sips of wine from time to time, his eyes flashing with a bit of a chill.
"Heaven... Little friend Gu Huang, why are you..."
"How...how did you break in, and who are you?"
"Little friend, since you have made your position clear, you shouldn't be in this mess."
"You can't afford this cause and effect, you can't take Zili with you, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."
When Jian Mingkong saw Gu Huang's figure, he was immediately filled with horror, and even shook his head and sighed.
He didn't want to be an enemy of him. It was also his idea to test Gu Huang in the restaurant, but he had clearly stated his position, but he turned to disrupt the situation.
Maybe he relies on the power of space, but now he is facing the seventh pharaoh, the most powerful existence among the thirteen pharaohs, and even the first person under the seven emperors.
Here is the Seventh Pharaoh's natal weapon, and in his inner world, there is no chance of winning at all.
"Master, you shouldn't have come."
The black-clothed strong man incarnated by the dragon bird was full of helplessness, because he really didn't expect the son-in-law to come in person.
Dare to contaminate the supreme cause and effect, it is really courting death.
"Human child, you really don't know whether to live or die."
"Boy, I want you to be in charge of the profound meaning of space, just surrender to this king and sit down."
"This king may consider being able to spare you from dying."
The seventh pharaoh's dark green eyes flashed a hint of doubt, and he couldn't figure out the origin of this kid at all. He dared to come to this muddy water, there must be some basis.
This is Misty Mountain, anything can happen.
A few years ago, he capsized in the gutter, and he almost became the laughing stock of Netherland, and he will never forget it.
But while bringing him shame, it also made him deeply remember that he must not underestimate anyone.
"What did you say? Let me surrender to you and spare me not to die."
"Seventh Pharaoh, I think you are really tired of living."
"You seven emperors of the underworld don't dare to say nonsense in front of me, just rely on your mere quasi-supreme?"
"Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that."
"It seems that you are determined not to let people go, don't you! It's okay to simply destroy your group of shameless things."
Gu Huang slid the kitchen knife into his waist and drank all the wine in the altar in one gulp. His whole body burst into flames, his terrifying essence shot straight into the sky like a wolf smoke, and the blood was pouring out like a giant wave in a river.
It was more like a giant beast that had been sleeping for 100,000 years, bursting out with an unparalleled terrifying aura.
Annihilate the heavens and suppress the universe.
"Impossible... such a terrifying aura..."
"You...you are a supreme...no...the supreme doesn't have the same aura as you."
"Who the hell are you?"
Jian Mingkong was startled by Gu Huang's aura, his figure unconsciously took a few steps backwards, and his face even showed fear, he couldn't believe that he was a supreme, even more tyrannical existence than the supreme, I was afraid that he could be with him. The existence of Shang Zun fighting with his bare hands.
Who is he? Where did it come from, it turned out to be stronger than Zili in the peak period.
"Shoot... let's kill him..."
"My king...Leave this to us...you go back..."
"Young Master... My deceased's eternal layout... How can I let you destroy..."
"Damn you!"
The red-haired strong man incarnated by the dragon bird had a gloomy expression, and his murderous intent was cold.
The momentum of the ancient wilderness is too strong, and the strong one is a bit terrifying, enough to be compared to the first-level emperor.
Such a world-shattering arrogance, naturally cannot let him go, even if he fights to the death, he must be kept forever.
"Retreat, you are not his opponent."
"Your Excellency, who are you? What kind of grievances do I have with you in the underworld?"
"What is your relationship with Zili, is it worth your sacrifice?"
"Do you know who you are fighting against? Our kingdom of the dead has existed since the last epoch."
"Even if we were defeated in the past, at the end of this era, we will definitely return."
"This is a destiny, and it is a destiny that no one can reverse."
"You determine and contaminate this cause and effect."
The seventh pharaoh was shocked and had to re-examine the ancient wasteland. Others could not see his details, but he was different. This mysterious human child was enough to destroy them all.
The method he cultivated was too terrifying, and it was simply not something they could resist.
"Hahaha! The seventh pharaoh actually talked to others, I don't remember you being so good at talking."
"You really don't know me?"
"It seems that you forgot, but I remember it clearly."
"I have no grudge against you in the underworld, but I have an old account with you to settle."
"Do you remember who I am?"
Gu Huang looked up, and suddenly a terrifying aura erupted, like an immortal ruler from the end of ancient times, the rolling aura seemed to annihilate nine days and ten places, hundreds of millions of time and space.
"You...you are..."
"You...damn...it's actually you kid..."
"Damn, damn, why are you everywhere..."
"Children of the human race, as long as you can reach the sky today, you can't even think of escaping from here."
When the seventh pharaoh heard the words, he became furious on the spot, endless corruption and despair, mixed with a monstrous death energy.
It was Gu Huang, and he was actually the kid who lost his reputation and was laughed at by the kings of the underworld.
It is also the only defeat, I did not expect to meet here today.
There is nothing to say, only a battle!
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The wasteland is vast and endless, no one knows how big it is.
When night falls, you can't see your fingers, and the endless wasteland is like a lurking giant beast, quietly waiting for the prey to come.
Above the void, Gu Huang's figure appeared silently, overlooking the endless wasteland, and all within a few million miles was shrouded in a dark fog.
Gloomy, evil, dark, death, chaos, decay, all kinds of negative auras are revealed from the fog, making people tremble unconsciously.
The cold atmosphere and the depressing environment are almost suffocating.
Gu Huang was in the void, and his pupils suddenly changed to pitch black like ink, like the abyss of eternity, and like an endless and eternal dark void, full of the momentum of nothingness and annihilation.
There is a black ancient talisman in the eyes, and at a glance it seems to cross the void of the ages, piercing the end of hundreds of millions of reincarnations.
The endless pitch-black fog could hardly hide Gu Huang's divine eyes, and the situation within a radius of several million miles could be seen, and it was completely integrated into Gu Huang's divine soul.
Thirteen pyramids with a height of ninety-nine feet are located in it, each of which is golden, bright as new, natural, and it is filled with an immortal atmosphere.
The thirteen ancient pyramids are engraved with eerie patterns, full of terrifying momentum of chaos, killing, decay, and death.
There are thirteen breaths that transcend the holy king, and one of them is very familiar to Gu Huang, and it is the seventh pharaoh.
In the battle of Thunder City that year, the projection of the seventh pharaoh fell into the hands of the will of the emperor. While the seventh pharaoh remembered Gu Huang, Gu Huang also completely remembered him.
Just as Gu Huang was about to take back his magical powers, a figure caught Gu Huang's attention, and it was Jian Mingkong who left to rescue Zi Li first.
But he did not hide quietly, but swaggered into it, and above his head was the figure of a black giant bird.
This is a variant of the phoenix, in charge of the fire of the Netherworld, its combat power is terrifying, and the adult dragon bird is enough to fight with the blood of the orthodox phoenix.
It is also a first-class ominous beast between heaven and earth.
However, the big dragon bird and Jian Mingkong are in parallel, which makes Guhuang unbelievable to the extreme. Is there any connection between Jian Mingkong and the big dragon bird?
Since the big dragon bird has a connection with Jian Mingkong, what about Zili?
There is a conspiracy!
It is definitely a big conspiracy. Most of Zi Li has been suppressed by the Thirteen Pharaohs. These Thirteen Pyramids must be the Pharaoh's natal weapon.
No matter what, keep up with Jian Mingkong and Longque first, and maybe be able to find the trace of Zili.
Thinking of this, Gu Huang turned into a phantom, the profound meaning of space and the profound meaning of darkness blended, quietly descended into the mist, and followed behind Long Que and Jian Mingkong.
Speechless all the way, Gu Huang's figure was like a ghost. After half an hour, the figures of Long Que and Jian Mingkong stopped in front of a pyramid.
And this is the pyramid of the seventh pharaoh. With a rumbling sound, the almost natural pyramid opened a huge door.
The figures of Long Que and Jian Mingkong flashed into it, and Gu Huang also followed silently.
The smell of decay, desolation, death, and slaughter permeates the air, and the interior of the pyramid seems to be a world of its own, completely empty to the extreme.
What caught my eye was a huge platform nine feet high, on which lay an ancient golden coffin, four feet long and ten feet wide.
"Clap!"
The golden ancient coffin made a sound, the coffin board was slowly pushed away, and an arm wrapped in yellowed cloth stretched out from the inside. The cloth has fallen off in some places, revealing dark blue rotten flesh.
Dead, cold, full of despair and loneliness, this breath is enough to rot the world and all spirits, destroying all life, only eternal death and loneliness.
This is a tall figure, the whole body is wrapped in withered yellow tattered cloth, the rotten and dry body exudes a strong stench.
The cloth wrapped around the head was extremely tattered, revealing an endlessly ugly face, especially the dark green eye, which was filled with monstrous silence and evil.
"Eternal layout, just now!"
"The Supreme Returns, the dead reappear."
"My kingdom of the dead will surely return to glory..."
"Jian Mingkong, Long Que, Er and others did a good job and successfully captured Zi Li."
"The Supreme will not forget your dedication and sacrifice..."
"Thanks my king!"
Jian Mingkong and Long Que knelt down to thank the Pharaoh. The two of them stood aside with respectful expressions, not daring to look directly at the face of the Pharaoh.
"Report to my king, now that the general trend is over, can we start the next plan?"
"The ancestor of my deceased is about to wake up, and the supreme of my family will return."
"It's time for Misty Mountain to fully pay the price, my king, the defense of Xuanyang City is now empty, as long as our army comes, it will be captured in one fell swoop."
"One billion souls and blood and souls in Xuanyang City are enough to bring back the Supreme Being."
The dragon bird turned into a strong man in black, and knelt down on one knee in front of the seventh pharaoh, his expression was extremely respectful.
For this day, too many years have been planned and too many bureaus have been arranged.
Now he can finally wake up the Supreme Being and overthrow the shackles of Misty Mountain in one fell swoop.
An era is an era. Since the fiasco of the previous era, they have secretly accumulated the power of an entire era.
"My king, we are the deceased, and joining the living beings is a betrayal of the kingdom of the deceased."
"I beg my king to grant me a death and return to the embrace of the kingdom of the deceased."
"For the return of the kingdom, we will die without regrets. I ask my king to complete it."
Jian Mingkong also knelt down, his eyes filled with endless fanaticism and even more disgust for the living.
They are the dead, and they have lost too much for the return of the kingdom.
Countless reincarnations of the same clan failed, only they succeeded.
Year after year, I don't know how many reincarnations, and finally I have waited for this day.
"The time has not come. When the time comes, I will let you all come back."
"Zi Li is an important part of the recovery of the Supreme Being, but there is still one person to wait for."
"He is the key to the return of the Supreme Being."
"The prophecy has come, why hasn't it appeared yet..."
"Our time is running out... The son of the deceased... why hasn't he come yet..."
The seventh pharaoh's voice was extremely dull, like a nine-day thunder, which made people feel trembling from the depths of their souls.
Son of the deceased, only the blood of the son of the deceased can revive the Supreme...
The prophecy has come, but the son of the deceased has yet to appear...
"My king, who is the son of the deceased in the prophecy?"
"Any feature?"
"There is not a trace of character, we can't find it even if we look for it."
Jian Mingkong raised his head and looked at the seventh pharaoh, his eyes filled with some doubts.
The son of the deceased, who is the son of the deceased, no one has seen, only heard the prophecy.
It is rumored that before the death of the Supreme, a prophecy was left, and only the blood of the deceased's son can wake him up again.
"The son of the deceased is an eternal rebel."
"Unfortunately, the Supreme did not leave any message, but I firmly believe that the son of the deceased has appeared."
"There is only one, which will appear with the imprint of the Supreme Being, and it is the powerhouse who can lead our dead back to glory."
"He will control the tenth mark and inherit the supreme inheritance."
"Zili, the son of the deceased, the tenth mark, three conditions, all of which are indispensable."
The dark green pupils of the seventh pharaoh, flickering with endless silence and killing, no one knows what he is really thinking?
"Report to my king, under the command of the Thirteen Pharaohs of the Netherland Zombies, a total of 1,269 legions are assembled."
"As long as my king gives an order, you can drive straight in and occupy Xuanyang City in an instant."
A figure flashed out silently and bowed down toward the Pharaoh.
This is only the power of the corpse clan, not counting the power of the other three clans such as the bone clan and the secluded clan.
The seven emperors of the underworld, the kings of all races, put all the resources on the body of the corpse race, and all the supreme beings of their races will have a chance to recover when they summon the supreme beings to return.
The deceased in the previous era failed miserably, and the deceased in this era found the kingdom of the deceased and awakened one of their ancestors.
Just wait for the Supreme to wake up and summon the other Supremes, they will drive straight in, conquer the misty mountains, and sweep the heavens.
"Go on the order, and keep the troops in motion."
"If the son of the deceased does not appear for a day, my Netherland cannot move rashly for a day."
"There must be guidance from the son of the deceased before the Supreme can truly return."
The withered body of the seventh pharaoh, Zhang Yugao, burst out with endless oppression. Even he himself couldn't help it, but he had to hold back.
The son of the deceased, not seen for a day.
They cannot act rashly for a day, and the deceased cannot afford to fail again.
Only the crushing of absolute power can ensure the awakening of the Supreme.
"Yes! My king, this subordinate retire!"
Xiao Qi saluted the seventh pharaoh and retired, and walked towards the door, but when he wanted to open the door of the pyramid, he was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't reach it.
"So far away, the power of space..."
"No, my king, there are enemies sneaking in..."
Xiao Qi's face changed greatly, and his figure quickly retreated, but no matter how he used his magical powers, he still set foot on the spot. Obviously, the space was not only blocked, but also folded and twisted.
"So close to the end of the world, space blockade, infinite extension?"
"It seems that a distinguished guest is coming."
"Your Excellency, since you're here, why don't you show up to see it, isn't it a shame to be sneaky?"
The dark green eyes of the seventh pharaoh flashed an incomparable cold light, and the monstrous decay and despair filled the air, and someone was able to sneak into his pyramid silently.
This is not just the power of space, but the power of space rules that has been cultivated, so that the void can be silently sealed, and it can be extended infinitely.
But he forgot one point, this pyramid is his birth weapon, and it is even more integrated with the inner world he has cultivated.
Even if it is to control the profound meaning of space, unless the blockade of the pyramid can be broken, no one can escape.
"Oh! It was discovered! It seems that I can't hide it."
"Seventh Pharaoh, hand over Zi Li completely!"
"I am not discussing with you, but ordering you."
"Let go, I'll save your life."
"Don't let it go, I'll let you die again."
Gu Huang's figure emerged, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a wine jar in the other, taking a few sips of wine from time to time, his eyes flashing with a bit of a chill.
"Heaven... Little friend Gu Huang, why are you..."
"How...how did you break in, and who are you?"
"Little friend, since you have made your position clear, you shouldn't be in this mess."
"You can't afford this cause and effect, you can't take Zili with you, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."
When Jian Mingkong saw Gu Huang's figure, he was immediately filled with horror, and even shook his head and sighed.
He didn't want to be an enemy of him. It was also his idea to test Gu Huang in the restaurant, but he had clearly stated his position, but he turned to disrupt the situation.
Maybe he relies on the power of space, but now he is facing the seventh pharaoh, the most powerful existence among the thirteen pharaohs, and even the first person under the seven emperors.
Here is the Seventh Pharaoh's natal weapon, and in his inner world, there is no chance of winning at all.
"Master, you shouldn't have come."
The black-clothed strong man incarnated by the dragon bird was full of helplessness, because he really didn't expect the son-in-law to come in person.
Dare to contaminate the supreme cause and effect, it is really courting death.
"Human child, you really don't know whether to live or die."
"Boy, I want you to be in charge of the profound meaning of space, just surrender to this king and sit down."
"This king may consider being able to spare you from dying."
The seventh pharaoh's dark green eyes flashed a hint of doubt, and he couldn't figure out the origin of this kid at all. He dared to come to this muddy water, there must be some basis.
This is Misty Mountain, anything can happen.
A few years ago, he capsized in the gutter, and he almost became the laughing stock of Netherland, and he will never forget it.
But while bringing him shame, it also made him deeply remember that he must not underestimate anyone.
"What did you say? Let me surrender to you and spare me not to die."
"Seventh Pharaoh, I think you are really tired of living."
"You seven emperors of the underworld don't dare to say nonsense in front of me, just rely on your mere quasi-supreme?"
"Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that."
"It seems that you are determined not to let people go, don't you! It's okay to simply destroy your group of shameless things."
Gu Huang slid the kitchen knife into his waist and drank all the wine in the altar in one gulp. His whole body burst into flames, his terrifying essence shot straight into the sky like a wolf smoke, and the blood was pouring out like a giant wave in a river.
It was more like a giant beast that had been sleeping for 100,000 years, bursting out with an unparalleled terrifying aura.
Annihilate the heavens and suppress the universe.
"Impossible... such a terrifying aura..."
"You...you are a supreme...no...the supreme doesn't have the same aura as you."
"Who the hell are you?"
Jian Mingkong was startled by Gu Huang's aura, his figure unconsciously took a few steps backwards, and his face even showed fear, he couldn't believe that he was a supreme, even more tyrannical existence than the supreme, I was afraid that he could be with him. The existence of Shang Zun fighting with his bare hands.
Who is he? Where did it come from, it turned out to be stronger than Zili in the peak period.
"Shoot... let's kill him..."
"My king...Leave this to us...you go back..."
"Young Master... My deceased's eternal layout... How can I let you destroy..."
"Damn you!"
The red-haired strong man incarnated by the dragon bird had a gloomy expression, and his murderous intent was cold.
The momentum of the ancient wilderness is too strong, and the strong one is a bit terrifying, enough to be compared to the first-level emperor.
Such a world-shattering arrogance, naturally cannot let him go, even if he fights to the death, he must be kept forever.
"Retreat, you are not his opponent."
"Your Excellency, who are you? What kind of grievances do I have with you in the underworld?"
"What is your relationship with Zili, is it worth your sacrifice?"
"Do you know who you are fighting against? Our kingdom of the dead has existed since the last epoch."
"Even if we were defeated in the past, at the end of this era, we will definitely return."
"This is a destiny, and it is a destiny that no one can reverse."
"You determine and contaminate this cause and effect."
The seventh pharaoh was shocked and had to re-examine the ancient wasteland. Others could not see his details, but he was different. This mysterious human child was enough to destroy them all.
The method he cultivated was too terrifying, and it was simply not something they could resist.
"Hahaha! The seventh pharaoh actually talked to others, I don't remember you being so good at talking."
"You really don't know me?"
"It seems that you forgot, but I remember it clearly."
"I have no grudge against you in the underworld, but I have an old account with you to settle."
"Do you remember who I am?"
Gu Huang looked up, and suddenly a terrifying aura erupted, like an immortal ruler from the end of ancient times, the rolling aura seemed to annihilate nine days and ten places, hundreds of millions of time and space.
"You...you are..."
"You...damn...it's actually you kid..."
"Damn, damn, why are you everywhere..."
"Children of the human race, as long as you can reach the sky today, you can't even think of escaping from here."
When the seventh pharaoh heard the words, he became furious on the spot, endless corruption and despair, mixed with a monstrous death energy.
It was Gu Huang, and he was actually the kid who lost his reputation and was laughed at by the kings of the underworld.
It is also the only defeat, I did not expect to meet here today.
There is nothing to say, only a battle!
The wasteland is vast and endless, no one knows how big it is. When night falls, you can't see your fingers, and the endless wasteland is like a lurking giant beast, quietly waiting for the prey to come. Above the void, Gu Huang's figure appeared silently, overlooking the endless wasteland, and all within a few million miles was shrouded in a dark fog. Gloomy, evil, dark, death, chaos, decay, all kinds of negative auras are revealed from the fog, making people tremble unconsciously. The cold atmosphere and the depressing environment are almost suffocating. Gu Huang was in the void, and his pupils suddenly changed to pitch black like ink, like the abyss of eternity, and like an endless and eternal dark void, full of the momentum of nothingness and annihilation. There is a black ancient talisman in the eyes, and at a glance it seems to cross the void of the ages, piercing the end of hundreds of millions of reincarnations. The endless pitch-black fog could hardly hide Gu Huang's divine eyes, and the situation within a radius of several million miles could be seen, and it was completely integrated into Gu Huang's divine soul. Thirteen pyramids with a height of ninety-nine feet are located in it, each of which is golden, bright as new, natural, and it is filled with an immortal atmosphere. The thirteen ancient pyramids are engraved with eerie patterns, full of terrifying momentum of chaos, killing, decay, and death. There are thirteen breaths that transcend the holy king, and one of them is very familiar to Gu Huang, and it is the seventh pharaoh. In the battle of Thunder City that year, the projection of the seventh pharaoh fell into the hands of the will of the emperor. While the seventh pharaoh remembered Gu Huang, Gu Huang also completely remembered him. Just as Gu Huang was about to take back his magical powers, a figure caught Gu Huang's attention, and it was Jian Mingkong who left to rescue Zi Li first. But he did not hide quietly, but swaggered into it, and above his head was the figure of a black giant bird. This is a variant of the phoenix, in charge of the fire of the Netherworld, its combat power is terrifying, and the adult dragon bird is enough to fight with the blood of the orthodox phoenix. It is also a first-class ominous beast between heaven and earth. However, the big dragon bird and Jian Mingkong are in parallel, which makes Guhuang unbelievable to the extreme. Is there any connection between Jian Mingkong and the big dragon bird? Since the big dragon bird has a connection with Jian Mingkong, what about Zili? There is a conspiracy! It is definitely a big conspiracy. Most of Zi Li has been suppressed by the Thirteen Pharaohs. These Thirteen Pyramids must be the Pharaoh's natal weapon. No matter what, keep up with Jian Mingkong and Longque first, and maybe be able to find the trace of Zili. Thinking of this, Gu Huang turned into a phantom, the profound meaning of space and the profound meaning of darkness blended, quietly descended into the mist, and followed behind Long Que and Jian Mingkong. Speechless all the way, Gu Huang's figure was like a ghost. After half an hour, the figures of Long Que and Jian Mingkong stopped in front of a pyramid. And this is the pyramid of the seventh pharaoh. With a rumbling sound, the almost natural pyramid opened a huge door. The figures of Long Que and Jian Mingkong flashed into it, and Gu Huang also followed silently. The smell of decay, desolation, death, and slaughter permeates the air, and the interior of the pyramid seems to be a world of its own, completely empty to the extreme. What caught my eye was a huge platform nine feet high, on which lay an ancient golden coffin, four feet long and ten feet wide. "Clap!" The golden ancient coffin made a sound, the coffin board was slowly pushed away, and an arm wrapped in yellowed cloth stretched out from the inside. The cloth has fallen off in some places, revealing dark blue rotten flesh. Dead, cold, full of despair and loneliness, this breath is enough to rot the world and all spirits, destroying all life, only eternal death and loneliness. This is a tall figure, the whole body is wrapped in withered yellow tattered cloth, the rotten and dry body exudes a strong stench. The cloth wrapped around the head was extremely tattered, revealing an endlessly ugly face, especially the dark green eye, which was filled with monstrous silence and evil. "Eternal layout, just now!" "The Supreme Returns, the dead reappear." "My kingdom of the dead will surely return to glory..." "Jian Mingkong, Long Que, Er and others did a good job and successfully captured Zi Li." "The Supreme will not forget your dedication and sacrifice..." "Thanks my king!" Jian Mingkong and Long Que knelt down to thank the Pharaoh. The two of them stood aside with respectful expressions, not daring to look directly at the face of the Pharaoh. "Report to my king, now that the general trend is over, can we start the next plan?" "The ancestor of my deceased is about to wake up, and the supreme of my family will return." "It's time for Misty Mountain to fully pay the price, my king, the defense of Xuanyang City is now empty, as long as our army comes, it will be captured in one fell swoop." "One billion souls and blood and souls in Xuanyang City are enough to bring back the Supreme Being." The dragon bird turned into a strong man in black, and knelt down on one knee in front of the seventh pharaoh, his expression was extremely respectful. For this day, too many years have been planned and too many bureaus have been arranged. Now he can finally wake up the Supreme Being and overthrow the shackles of Misty Mountain in one fell swoop. An era is an era. Since the fiasco of the previous era, they have secretly accumulated the power of an entire era. "My king, we are the deceased, and joining the living beings is a betrayal of the kingdom of the deceased." "I beg my king to grant me a death and return to the embrace of the kingdom of the deceased." "For the return of the kingdom, we will die without regrets. I ask my king to complete it." Jian Mingkong also knelt down, his eyes filled with endless fanaticism and even more disgust for the living. They are the dead, and they have lost too much for the return of the kingdom. Countless reincarnations of the same clan failed, only they succeeded. Year after year, I don't know how many reincarnations, and finally I have waited for this day. "The time has not come. When the time comes, I will let you all come back." "Zi Li is an important part of the recovery of the Supreme Being, but there is still one person to wait for." "He is the key to the return of the Supreme Being." "The prophecy has come, why hasn't it appeared yet..." "Our time is running out... The son of the deceased... why hasn't he come yet..." The seventh pharaoh's voice was extremely dull, like a nine-day thunder, which made people feel trembling from the depths of their souls. Son of the deceased, only the blood of the son of the deceased can revive the Supreme... The prophecy has come, but the son of the deceased has yet to appear... "My king, who is the son of the deceased in the prophecy?" "Any feature?" "There is not a trace of character, we can't find it even if we look for it." Jian Mingkong raised his head and looked at the seventh pharaoh, his eyes filled with some doubts. The son of the deceased, who is the son of the deceased, no one has seen, only heard the prophecy. It is rumored that before the death of the Supreme, a prophecy was left, and only the blood of the deceased's son can wake him up again. "The son of the deceased is an eternal rebel." "Unfortunately, the Supreme did not leave any message, but I firmly believe that the son of the deceased has appeared." "There is only one, which will appear with the imprint of the Supreme Being, and it is the powerhouse who can lead our dead back to glory." "He will control the tenth mark and inherit the supreme inheritance." "Zili, the son of the deceased, the tenth mark, three conditions, all of which are indispensable." The dark green pupils of the seventh pharaoh, flickering with endless silence and killing, no one knows what he is really thinking? "Report to my king, under the command of the Thirteen Pharaohs of the Netherland Zombies, a total of 1,269 legions are assembled." "As long as my king gives an order, you can drive straight in and occupy Xuanyang City in an instant." A figure flashed out silently and bowed down toward the Pharaoh. This is only the power of the corpse clan, not counting the power of the other three clans such as the bone clan and the secluded clan. The seven emperors of the underworld, the kings of all races, put all the resources on the body of the corpse race, and all the supreme beings of their races will have a chance to recover when they summon the supreme beings to return. The deceased in the previous era failed miserably, and the deceased in this era found the kingdom of the deceased and awakened one of their ancestors. Just wait for the Supreme to wake up and summon the other Supremes, they will drive straight in, conquer the misty mountains, and sweep the heavens. "Go on the order, and keep the troops in motion." "If the son of the deceased does not appear for a day, my Netherland cannot move rashly for a day." "There must be guidance from the son of the deceased before the Supreme can truly return." The withered body of the seventh pharaoh, Zhang Yugao, burst out with endless oppression. Even he himself couldn't help it, but he had to hold back. The son of the deceased, not seen for a day. They cannot act rashly for a day, and the deceased cannot afford to fail again. Only the crushing of absolute power can ensure the awakening of the Supreme. "Yes! My king, this subordinate retire!" Xiao Qi saluted the seventh pharaoh and retired, and walked towards the door, but when he wanted to open the door of the pyramid, he was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't reach it. "So far away, the power of space..." "No, my king, there are enemies sneaking in..." Xiao Qi's face changed greatly, and his figure quickly retreated, but no matter how he used his magical powers, he still set foot on the spot. Obviously, the space was not only blocked, but also folded and twisted. "So close to the end of the world, space blockade, infinite extension?" "It seems that a distinguished guest is coming." "Your Excellency, since you're here, why don't you show up to see it, isn't it a shame to be sneaky?" The dark green eyes of the seventh pharaoh flashed an incomparable cold light, and the monstrous decay and despair filled the air, and someone was able to sneak into his pyramid silently. This is not just the power of space, but the power of space rules that has been cultivated, so that the void can be silently sealed, and it can be extended infinitely. But he forgot one point, this pyramid is his birth weapon, and it is even more integrated with the inner world he has cultivated. Even if it is to control the profound meaning of space, unless the blockade of the pyramid can be broken, no one can escape. "Oh! It was discovered! It seems that I can't hide it." "Seventh Pharaoh, hand over Zi Li completely!" "I am not discussing with you, but ordering you." "Let go, I'll save your life." "Don't let it go, I'll let you die again." Gu Huang's figure emerged, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a wine jar in the other, taking a few sips of wine from time to time, his eyes flashing with a bit of a chill. "Heaven... Little friend Gu Huang, why are you..." "How...how did you break in, and who are you?" "Little friend, since you have made your position clear, you shouldn't be in this mess." "You can't afford this cause and effect, you can't take Zili with you, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today." When Jian Mingkong saw Gu Huang's figure, he was immediately filled with horror, and even shook his head and sighed. He didn't want to be an enemy of him. It was also his idea to test Gu Huang in the restaurant, but he had clearly stated his position, but he turned to disrupt the situation. Maybe he relies on the power of space, but now he is facing the seventh pharaoh, the most powerful existence among the thirteen pharaohs, and even the first person under the seven emperors. Here is the Seventh Pharaoh's natal weapon, and in his inner world, there is no chance of winning at all. "Master, you shouldn't have come." The black-clothed strong man incarnated by the dragon bird was full of helplessness, because he really didn't expect the son-in-law to come in person. Dare to contaminate the supreme cause and effect, it is really courting death. "Human child, you really don't know whether to live or die." "Boy, I want you to be in charge of the profound meaning of space, just surrender to this king and sit down." "This king may consider being able to spare you from dying." The seventh pharaoh's dark green eyes flashed a hint of doubt, and he couldn't figure out the origin of this kid at all. He dared to come to this muddy water, there must be some basis. This is Misty Mountain, anything can happen. A few years ago, he capsized in the gutter, and he almost became the laughing stock of Netherland, and he will never forget it. But while bringing him shame, it also made him deeply remember that he must not underestimate anyone. "What did you say? Let me surrender to you and spare me not to die." "Seventh Pharaoh, I think you are really tired of living." "You seven emperors of the underworld don't dare to say nonsense in front of me, just rely on your mere quasi-supreme?" "Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that." "It seems that you are determined not to let people go, don't you! It's okay to simply destroy your group of shameless things." Gu Huang slid the kitchen knife into his waist and drank all the wine in the altar in one gulp. His whole body burst into flames, his terrifying essence shot straight into the sky like a wolf smoke, and the blood was pouring out like a giant wave in a river. It was more like a giant beast that had been sleeping for 100,000 years, bursting out with an unparalleled terrifying aura. Annihilate the heavens and suppress the universe. "Impossible... such a terrifying aura..." "You...you are a supreme...no...the supreme doesn't have the same aura as you." "Who the hell are you?" Jian Mingkong was startled by Gu Huang's aura, his figure unconsciously took a few steps backwards, and his face even showed fear, he couldn't believe that he was a supreme, even more tyrannical existence than the supreme, I was afraid that he could be with him. The existence of Shang Zun fighting with his bare hands. Who is he? Where did it come from, it turned out to be stronger than Zili in the peak period. "Shoot... let's kill him..." "My king...Leave this to us...you go back..." "Young Master... My deceased's eternal layout... How can I let you destroy..." "Damn you!" The red-haired strong man incarnated by the dragon bird had a gloomy expression, and his murderous intent was cold. The momentum of the ancient wilderness is too strong, and the strong one is a bit terrifying, enough to be compared to the first-level emperor. Such a world-shattering arrogance, naturally cannot let him go, even if he fights to the death, he must be kept forever. "Retreat, you are not his opponent." "Your Excellency, who are you? What kind of grievances do I have with you in the underworld?" "What is your relationship with Zili, is it worth your sacrifice?" "Do you know who you are fighting against? Our kingdom of the dead has existed since the last epoch." "Even if we were defeated in the past, at the end of this era, we will definitely return." "This is a destiny, and it is a destiny that no one can reverse." "You determine and contaminate this cause and effect." The seventh pharaoh was shocked and had to re-examine the ancient wasteland. Others could not see his details, but he was different. This mysterious human child was enough to destroy them all. The method he cultivated was too terrifying, and it was simply not something they could resist. "Hahaha! The seventh pharaoh actually talked to others, I don't remember you being so good at talking." "You really don't know me?" "It seems that you forgot, but I remember it clearly." "I have no grudge against you in the underworld, but I have an old account with you to settle." "Do you remember who I am?" Gu Huang looked up, and suddenly a terrifying aura erupted, like an immortal ruler from the end of ancient times, the rolling aura seemed to annihilate nine days and ten places, hundreds of millions of time and space. "You...you are..." "You...damn...it's actually you kid..." "Damn, damn, why are you everywhere..." "Children of the human race, as long as you can reach the sky today, you can't even think of escaping from here." When the seventh pharaoh heard the words, he became furious on the spot, endless corruption and despair, mixed with a monstrous death energy. It was Gu Huang, and he was actually the kid who lost his reputation and was laughed at by the kings of the underworld. It is also the only defeat, I did not expect to meet here today. There is nothing to say, only a battle!
