"Boy, I noticed that you are not interested in girls!"
The bald parrot looked at Su Chen with a meaningful expression and said.
"If that's the case, then you are in danger!"
"It doesn't matter that I'm in danger, but if you keep beeping, your skin will be bruised all over!"
A cold light flashed in Su Chen's eyes and he said.
"Hmph... I was right. Could it be that this kid is just like Yan Fei? Are they really having an affair?"
The bald parrot muttered in his heart.
However, it did not dare to say this in front of Su Chen.
Otherwise, your butt will surely blossom!
"Let's go, everyone else is on the bridge."
Su Chen glanced around and found that the entire Grand Canyon was empty.
Everyone, all boarded the sacred bridge to connect the sky.
Just now, although he had been bickering with the bald parrot, in fact, he had been observing his surroundings.
But the final result still disappointed him.
No!
Among those who entered the Dao Tomb, there was no trace of Xian'er!
Su Chen's face remained as usual, without showing any sadness at all, and he stepped onto the sacred bridge.
"No, you have something on your mind!"
The bald parrot chased after him, stared at Su Chen, and said.
At this time, Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered and she looked at Su Chen curiously.
"Yes, of course I have something on my mind. I'm thinking about how to make you remember!"
When Su Chen said this, he covered it with a palm.
Although this palm is ordinary, it does not have the momentum of the king of heaven and the tiger of earth.
But when falling.
The void in all directions seemed to be imprisoned by a unique energy and blood.
As a result, the bald parrot didn't move at all and could only let Su Chen knead it.
"Ah...boy, I am a divine bird, you can't do this to me!"
The bald parrot howled.
It's a pity that this guy is too arrogant and wants to find something for himself. In the name of sexual happiness, drive recklessly.
The final result is that Feng Xiaoxiao’s brown candy is spread out and can no longer be taken away.
"Yeah..."
Feng Xiaoxiao followed Su Chen and saw the scene of the bald parrot being kneaded and slapped. It was very interesting.
The way this person and the parrot get along is really special.
Of course, both Su Chen and the bald parrot are full of mystery in her eyes.
That's why Feng Xiaoxiao was so interested and refused to leave.
"No, I have to think of a way to get rid of this bitch later!"
Su Chen glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao without leaving any trace, and made a decision in his heart.
As Su Chen and others boarded the Divine Bridge, the door to the Sword Tomb was completely opened!
Boom!
The entire Jiekong Shenqiao began to shrink from the Grand Canyon, carrying thousands of people towards the Tomb of Swords.
Everyone thinks that the real crisis will occur in the Tomb of Knives.
Little did I know.
At this time, the first battle of life and death is about to come.
boom!
As soon as Su Chen and others stepped onto the Holy Bridge, they immediately felt an oppressive atmosphere.
At this time, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and immediately noticed that all the swordsman warriors were waiting attentively.
It seems that he is guarding against something.
"There's something wrong with this situation!"
Su Chen stood on the Jie Kong Shenqiao, alert and observing his surroundings carefully.
Suddenly, a strong crisis came to mind.
"not good!"
Su Chen's expression suddenly changed, and when he raised his head, he immediately saw resentful spirits rushing out of the door of the knife tomb.
These resentful spirits are probably only about ten feet in size.
To the naked eye, they look like souls with only half a body.
, full of eerie atmosphere.
It shot out and rushed towards everyone.
"ah……"
All of a sudden, shrill screams were heard.
Those warriors who rushed to the front died miserably.
The whole person was surrounded by densely packed resentful spirits, which were divided and eaten.
In the end, only a cold white skeleton was left.
For the resentful spirits, flesh and blood is the most beautiful and beautiful food, which is enough to drive them crazy.
Especially in the Tomb of Swords, such delicious meat has never been tasted in tens of thousands of years.
"Ah... what the hell is this!"
"The resentful spirit! This is the resentful spirit!"
"Legend has it that the First City of Swords was an ancient battlefield. Thousands of creatures died. Eventually, the world changed, forming a tide of resentful spirits. The reason why the Tomb of Swords appeared was to suppress these resentful spirits."
"Hiss... I didn't expect this legend to be true. We didn't prepare in advance. I'm afraid we have to explain it here today."
"No, I don't want to die!"
"Run! Run! Run! Run away quickly!"
…
Desperate screams spread one after another.
Now, the bridge has left the Grand Canyon, and no one can go back.
There is only one way to survive:
That’s to get out!
Go forward!
Go ahead and kill!
Kill him and turn the world upside down!
Kill him and the hell will be shaken!
Kill him and the world will tremble!
Kill until these resentful spirits collapse and can no longer stop their progress.
"Wraith spirit, how come there is a resentment spirit here?"
Feng Xiaoxiao followed Su Chen, his face full of solemnity.
"It should be that something happened inside the Tomb of Swords, which caused some of the resentful spirits to escape from the restraints of the formation and run out." Su Chen's face remained calm and he said softly.
Resentful spirits are born from the resentment of dead souls and the death energy of heaven and earth.
Among them, the stronger the soul of the deceased is and the more determined the will is, the stronger the resentful spirit is.
The strength of the resentful spirits increases from weak to strong, and they are divided into first-order resentful spirits, second-order resentful spirits, third-order resentful spirits... and ninth-order resentful spirits.
Among them, the weakest first-level resentful spirits cannot even reach the Human Profound Realm, and at most they are warriors at the Yin Shen level.
As for the second-order resentful spirits and the third-order resentful spirits, they are stronger, roughly equivalent to the Human Xuan realm among warriors.
A fourth-level resentful spirit is equivalent to a warrior in the Earth Profound Realm.
A fifth-level resentful spirit is equivalent to a warrior in the Tianxuan realm.
A sixth-level resentful spirit is a warrior at the level of God-making.
By analogy, the ninth-level resentful spirit is roughly equivalent to the creation of the Great Perfection.
If you think about it this way, the Wraith Spirit is not very powerful, but in fact this is not the case.
The ninth-level resentful spirits are actually the smaller ones among the resentful spirits.
On top of this, there are general-level resentful spirits, king-level resentful spirits, and emperor-level resentful spirits.
They correspond to the three realms of turning the wheel respectively.
The number of this type of resentful spirits is extremely small. It must be a battlefield where tens of millions of armies have fallen to have a one in ten thousand chance of being born.
Emperor-level resentful spirits are not the most powerful among the resentful spirits. Above these, there are emperor-level resentful spirits.
The birth of the emperor-level resentful spirit is quite complicated.
What must be there is a soul of the Great Emperor level.
In addition, there must also be the great wish that the emperor made before his death.
In other words, the birth of every emperor-level resentful spirit is actually the result of the emperor's own willingness.
otherwise.
With the natural power of heaven and earth.
It is difficult to create an emperor-level wraith.
After all, the real powerful emperor is already infinitely close to the way of the starry sky, and is otherworldly.
It is far from being restricted by the general laws of heaven and earth.
