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Chapter 671: A Different Kind of Longevity

The moment when the ghost city fell apart.

Thousands of spiritual lights splashed down, which were the souls trapped in the ghost city.

They were inhaled into the Ghost City in their soul state, but what was revealed in the Ghost City was not their soul state, but their complete bodies.

The ghosts are shattered, and all restrictions and supernatural laws disappear.

The living souls were attracted by the body and fell from the sky.

Countless ghosts and dead souls imprisoned in the underworld water of the city protection were also purified one after another, and were sucked into the guiding door that shimmered with rays of light and had thousands of auspicious colors.

The huge ghost city turned into a rain of light and began to collapse from the surrounding edges.

"miracle!"

"This is a miracle!"

"Come and see, there are gods."

"..."

The people in Lincheng looked at all this in disbelief and cheered.

That blow was too dazzling and stunning.

Those who had just survived the "supernatural nightmare" even knelt down and kowtowed, shouting that the immortals were awesome.

At the same time, in the center of Hades Palace.

The huge Buddha's handprint almost completely wiped out the Underworld. In the void in the center, the green-robed dragon ghost, the Second Emperor Ancestor, stood under a black stone tablet that was about ten feet high. He looked at Qin He in disbelief and said unwillingly: "

May I know whose hands I died in?"

At this moment, it no longer has the power it had before. The ghost body has disappeared, leaving only a trace of the remnant soul, which is so transparent that it is about to dissipate.

The palm technique falling from the sky and the two Buddhist techniques in the palm merge into one, creating "divine power" that is unrivaled.

The Second Emperor Ancestor's last resistance was like an ant in the face of such divine power, making it despair.

This is something that the Second Emperor Ancestor has never thought of since he embarked on the path of cultivation.

One day it will become an ant.

As for whether I feel regretful or not, that's for sure.

The Second Emperor regretted that he was careless and gave the opponent a chance to show off. If he had rushed forward to fight with all his strength from the beginning, the outcome of the matter might have been completely different.

Or, when he started to use it, he risked his life and ran away.

Unfortunately, there are all kinds of medicines in this world, but there is no regret medicine.

Even if one person were to be self-centered for thousands of years, it would still be impossible for him to do his best in everything.

I thought it was just a small character making a small fuss, but I never expected that it would be ended with one blow.

I was careless and didn't dodge.

But no matter what, it's not a bad way to kill Qin He with such a stunning blow.

Therefore, before his death, the Second Emperor wanted to know at whose hands he was destroyed.

Or, is this God's will?

The person in front of me is just doing justice for heaven and obliterating himself.

"I am the Great Immortal Qing Niu." Qin He said expressionlessly.

"Okay, very good." The remnant soul of the Second Emperor Ancestor nodded slowly, and then asked: "May I ask where the immortals live, but in the Western Divine Realm?"

"No." Qin He shook his head and said: "The world of mortals is relegated to immortality, and we are at home all over the world. I will go to the Western Divine Realm when I have time in the future."

"Isn't it a divine realm?" The remnant soul of the Second Emperor Ancestor was startled, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Qin He looked across it at the black stone tablet and asked, "Is this stone tablet the core of the supernatural?"

"Yes, if you own it, you will have a different kind of immortality."

The Second Emperor looked at Qin He, and seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly laughed, "I am very curious, after owning this monument, what kind of decision will you make at the end of your life?"

"Although the divine turtle will turn into earth at the end of its life, the three realms will end in ashes. No one can escape, no one can escape, haha~haha~"

However, at the end of the words, the smile on its face slowly faded away, and finally turned into a murmur:

"It's just a pity that I can't see it anymore, I can't see it anymore."

"I shouldn't have seen it a thousand years ago~"

The words finally fell, and its remaining soul finally couldn't hold on any longer. A gust of night wind blew by and dissipated in the night wind.

The two emperors who made great contributions to the establishment of the Dajing Empire and walked into the Divine Bridge in just two years were extinct.

Qin He couldn't help but fell silent, thinking about the words of the Second Emperor Ancestor.

Supernatural, a different kind of immortality?

Or a different kind of depravity?

The black stone tablet in front of you has an extremely smooth surface, exuding the metallic luster of black iron. There are no words, patterns, or even pen inscriptions.

But this thing is an ominous thing that has plagued Lin'an City for more than two thousand years, and it has caused countless people to lose their lives.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin He reached out and grabbed the stone tablet in the palm of his hand. After sealing a few talismans, he threw it into the space under his arm.

The stone tablet was ominous, and he did not want to study it, because the more he knew, the greater the gravity of his corruption.

Normally, the heart goes smoothly and is firm and cannot be seen, but at certain moments, it will turn into a magic ring that attracts slaves, exuding a fatal attraction.

After all, the supernatural is a power that bends the rules.
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