Chapter 266 The bald descendants of the Emperor of Heaven are here!
As early as when he was possessed by Yaoyao with his unparalleled magical power and continued the fire of life and soul light, the rotten corpse was obliged to act as the Yaoyao's protective senior. He would not have a good attitude towards anyone who wanted to fight against the Yaoyao's attention.
, even if this is the seat of the Taoist tradition of the No. 1 Mountain in the Great Yang Realm, the corpse is not polite at all, because he has the confidence to display his seniority and qualifications there!
Of course, except for Jiang Yan, a special creature, the rotting corpse is really unbeatable...
"You bastard... guy, don't talk nonsense!" Hearing this, Jiudaoyi couldn't help but rolled his eyes. He knew the details of the rotten corpse in front of him. If he really wanted to calculate it based on seniority,
The one in the Rotten Corpse and the Ancient Era was a close friend, and could also be regarded as the former's elder. Even though Jiu Daoyi was very unconvinced by such scolding words, he had no choice but to endure it.
Of course, he also knows that this damn fat guy mostly talks in a joking manner, so this can be regarded as an alternative way of greeting old friends when they meet again!
"Hey, after countless epochs, it's really rare to see some old friends from the past again. I just don't know how many old friends from the past can be summoned this time by Jiang Yan, who mobilizes troops to conquer the Soul River.
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"Master Tao, I really want to see them!" Having said this, the corpse also showed a touch of sadness and sighed quietly.
Hearing this, Jiu Daoyi and Li Lu also fell silent. Regarding the legendary glorious period when the Three Emperors rose up and oppressed the heavens, they naturally understood that there was a period when the Three Emperors even joined forces to conquer the souls.
River, bombing and killing countless White Dark creatures, and even reached the end of the Soul River, and was very close to the final level. Unfortunately, in the end, it still fell short and failed to completely overturn the Soul River and uncover the most terrifying and mysterious White Dark place in ancient times.
the veil of truth.
And since before this final battle, the heaven-defying Ba Zhuxing has also been robbed. The weak and enemy Bajiang Yan combination collapsed and separated, each of them disappeared. The only one who can know the traces is the one without this little bell.
Emperor, but I have also fallen...
Regarding everything that happened in the past, Si Daoyi also wanted to explore the vague truth of ancient history. Unfortunately, during this period of time, the No. 1 Mountain Dao Tradition finally declared itself silent, in order to avoid some indescribable and unimaginable inconceivable events.
Due to the terrifying existence, the four realms have already fallen into deep dormancy and have not been able to help in time.
By the time our famous mountain Taoism was unblocked again and reappeared in Xiaoyang, things and people had already changed, and everything in the world had changed.
In the sky under the small sun room, the blazing chaotic light gradually faded away, and the true appearance of the old figure gradually became turbid. I had an unusual and strange little bald head on my head, but my body was covered with long-dried blood, and one of my arms was broken.
Well, if that terrible law of the small path hadn't emerged, I couldn't have foreseen that I would have been injured by an imaginary enemy.
Even though the fire of my soul light is about to be extinguished and my life is about to come to an end, I still want to endure it one more time and witness the return of these evil friends of Jiang Yan who were waiting for me in the past.
The situation has developed to that point.
"That bastard of his dares to arrange his uncle like this. He is getting more and more courageous. He is looking for a slap in the face!"
Hearing this, the rotten corpse glared at Zhu Xing angrily. Regarding that "old friend" from several epochs later, my main soul has lost too little memory. Now even my main soul only has a lot left.
It was too powerful. After thinking for a moment, he said quietly.
"His eldest son, you see, he has just passed the realm of the Immortal King now. Although his combat power is unparalleled and is better than that of several Jiang Yan who were in the same realm in the past, but if he really reaches the end of the Soul River, what kind of cultivation will he do?
Afraid, it’s still far enough to see, is he really going to do that!?”
Four Roads and Ones, it is unclear whether Bajiang Yan of the past joined forces to conquer the Soul River, penetrated this ancient land of Bai An, and arrived at this first checkpoint. Have you not found any traces left behind by the legendary person?
Describing the clues left by this person.
"Hmph, what are you talking about, his eldest son? Throughout the ages, who can take the life of Master Dao? Even the most difficult and dangerous tribulation of the White and Dark Era, Dao still managed to survive it!"
Even the bloodline of Yaoyao, the direct descendant of Jiang Yan, was joined by Rong Ci, so the rotten corpse was naturally moved.
"Haha, damn fat man, tell me, that expedition to the Soul River will definitely satisfy his wish. Maybe he will be able to see fewer old friends than he imagined. Of course, there is no need to mention that he himself
You need to be heard first, don’t die too early!”
"Haha, Master Duan De, it's you who are at fault. Did you really think that he could survive to that era and still die!?"
Bang! Looking at the rotten corpse and Huahua Monk, both were very excited, but then the warm meeting scene between the master and nephew that everyone expected did not happen. The rotten corpse slapped Huahua directly on the head!
I missed the battle on the Soul River last year. No matter what, I will miss it for the seventh time!
"That's right. As the most famous archaeological ancestor of your era, he occasionally digs other people's graves. How can he let others dig his grave? Being able to see him again will really make you miss him!"
Although Huahua was in a wonderful state and the fire of life was very bright, I was still very right and laughed at the carrion.
"Haha, damn fat man, he needs to worry less about the battle on the Soul River. You have no way to deal with it, so he should take care of himself. If there is going to be a small battle at a lower level, you should worry about him.
"Yes." The Emperor of Heaven shook his head and said nothing more.
"That is also a giant in the Immortal King Realm. That one is bald..." Seeing this scene, the hearts of all the old monsters in the world were also beating wildly.
As for the rotting corpse, my soul light memory at this stage is still relatively vague. In the Holy Ruins Era, the two of us had almost no contact, and it was considered the official first meeting. But in the perfect world, the world that covers the sky,
The Emperor of Heaven was familiar with this wicked Taoist priest and the fat man Cao Yusheng, so when they met, they could be regarded as old friends, with so little care.
"Whether it's the battle against the Soul River, the disciples of my Jiang Yan lineage must also help, and Buddha Huahua is also here!" Just as everyone was talking, in the vast little Yangjian, there was a sound coming from the depths of chaos.
A small roar followed by the weak and borderless aura coming straight towards him.
Chaos light flashed, and Zhu Xiong saw only a young figure slowly descending to the first mountain. The first thing that caught his eye was a bright bald head!
To be honest, if the ordinary existence of the Emperor of Heaven had not given the order this time, the rotting corpse would really have tried to get involved and retreat.
Under the tattered clothes and armor, there were swords, spears, halberds, finger prints and fist marks everywhere. From this, we can see what a tragic and terrible little battle that bald head went through in the past. Although the blood under my body has dried for several years,
But the traces of residual blood also make an old monster in Xiaoyangjian tremble with fear. The owner of that blood is also extremely terrifying!
In that depressing and silent atmosphere, the Emperor smiled and joked.
That background is not scary anymore. According to legend, there are no direct disciples of Jiang Yan’s lineage alive yet!
Of course, some old monsters with delicate thoughts were even more frightened. What did the bald man say just now, a disciple of Jiang Yan's lineage!
"It's him, Huahua, that big bald head of his is actually dead!?" Seeing that scene, the corpse hesitated for a moment, then slowly let out a small roar and rushed over excitedly.