Chapter 1149 Ancient Evil Mask, Evil Emperor Sword, Crazy Emperor Hammer

Looking at the smiling Zhang Yun in front of him, Jiang Xue swallowed her saliva secretly, and felt that her cheap master was a little unfathomable.

Although he only looked like an immortal, his real strength was definitely far more than that!

"This token, I'll take it!"

Cheng Qi didn't explain to me. He squatted down again, and then cut his palm with his nails. In an instant, bright red blood gushed out of his wound. He turned his palm down and let the blood drip on the bloodstain.

After a long while, Wang Xingxin, who was trembling all over, followed Liu Laoer, who was in high spirits, to the construction site.

Huo Lanyuan's neck was bloody and seemed to be bitten by a beast. And his qi and blood were insufficient. His face was as white as pulp.

Sitting opposite him was indeed not someone else, but Li Qingzhao. She came here early this morning and wanted to see Qingyu, but Qingyu was nowhere to be seen. She wanted to go back, but Lu Ping happened to come over, so she immediately invited her in.

According to the structure of Chinese tombs, this position is located in the center of the entire hall. The stone slab here is more like an epitaph. Tombs with specifications and structures will have this thing to record the identity and deeds of the tomb owner during his lifetime. When it comes to the monument without words, it is inevitable that people will think of Wu Zetian's monument without words.

Yu Yan was wearing very thick clothes. Although the daytime in early winter was warmer, it was very cold once the night came. She had to put on more clothes, so she looked very strict.

Yun Xiaozi waved his whisk, and the sky roared. A bright column of light fell, pouring directly into the sky and the ground, and it seemed to lead to the distant nothingness.

After going down the mountain, he immediately opened the incense hall and announced that Hetu would be expelled from the sect, no matter how others dissuaded him.

Qi Yu's voice became lower and lower. When he finished the last word "good", his voice had reached the bottom of the valley. It was so low that it didn't sound like the sound coming from the vocal cords, but rather like the resonance of some insects.

The Realm Master Yun Xiaozi once said that the Land of Monsters and Spirits was a different world he transformed with Dao Fruit, which gave birth to all things and formed a world of its own. This kind of magical power, in essence, created a huge space with great magical power.

The Xuling Sect had elemental puppets, but if the remaining two evil cults said they didn't, Li Boyang wouldn't believe a word.

Jiang Nuan and the others stood in the rain, holding umbrellas and shaking their life jackets frantically, and they got wet, but Gu Huaian still had no intention of swimming back.

In the Jun family, he could also unite with several brothers again. They were all innocent people who had been deceived.

Qin Si lay on the hospital bed with cold sweat on his head. After Shi Moqing received Qin Si, his brows had never been untied.

However, Lin Zhen condensed an extremely thick cone of Xuanqi under his feet, and his feet stood on this cone of Xuanqi that was nearly one meter long, falling madly, and Lin Zhen clenched his fists and crossed them on his chest.

Although Li Boyang felt that it didn't matter whether he did it or not, it was also a way to relieve boredom, and it was good for mankind after all.

Such irrational behavior also gave headaches to the boss of [Dream Entertainment Music Manufacturing Company].

To be honest, the demon master Kunpeng was very strong, but unfortunately, in front of Yang Jian who had advanced to the Heavenly Dao Realm, all his efforts were in vain.

"Is the medicine in there the medicine that can cure the Scarlet Curse?" Ge Wei asked curiously.

Not much time had passed, about half an hour, and the Blood Emperor had built the Ancient Demon Altar again.

The strong resentment of the young man before his death emerged in his mind. The sunny young man who should have been in his prime was filled with cynical hatred, which left a deep impression on him. Hong Yu was full of self-blame and powerlessness for the death of the young man. If he could continue to live, Hong Yu would naturally be willing to see it.