"You deserve to die!"

Amid the resentful wailing and cursing, the huge ghost body, which had been broken into two pieces, was no longer able to dodge.

The crossbow arrows and beams that followed were all hit.

The dark ghost body instantly became broken.

Let’s talk about Jia Jing’s side.

Just now, he fought with Yan Luo. Although Jia Jing directly cut off Yan Luo's ghost body with the unparalleled sharpness of the artifact Ebony Blade in his hand and the blessing of a halo.

But Jia Jing himself was also blown away by Yan Luo's heavy punch.

A mouthful of red blood mixed with these countless tiny pieces of flesh and blood gushed out.

This is the internal organs shattered by a punch.

Jia Jing's expression quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, under the bombardment of Yan Luo, he drew an arc in the air and rushed straight to a huge rock.

Fortunately.

There was still a wolf on Jia Jing's side, and at this time he happened to take action to catch Jia Jing carefully, and then placed him in a flat place.

...

"Jia Jing, if you want my life, you can't think of it!"

"Just just now, your internal organs were shattered by my fist force? Hahaha!"

"What can you do if you kill me? You have to fall into a deep sleep and repair your broken body..."

In the cliff cave, the sound of Yan Luo came from afar.

Jia Jing closed his eyes and lay there, allowing the passive power of the artifact to quickly recover and repair the heavily damaged body.

Quietly, he didn't say a word.

Anyway, Yan Luo's body had been cut in half by his own family and he could no longer escape.

Although my internal organs were broken by a punch, my body was blessed with the blessing of the magical artifacts, I only need a cup of tea to recover my state.

This injury is just a drizzle!

By then, when I recover, I will personally carry the long sword over, as if I was killing someone and then kill my heart. Wouldn’t that be the best choice?!

So, now, let’s shout twice.

The death row prisoner still has to take care of his meal when he is dying. At this time, he regards it as his hospice care for him, the Ghost Emperor!

...

The skill of a cup of tea is fleeting.

When Jia Jing's face was rosy, he walked to Yan Luo with a rosy expression.

Yama's voice came to an abrupt end.

As if he had seen a ghost, Yan Luo's eyes widened in an instant, and his huge face was full of disbelief.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"You clearly ate me hard just now. I could see clearly that your internal organs had been broken by me. How could you still be as good as it was?"

Jia Jing showed a slight smile on his face, "What do you think?"

“…”

He looked at Jia Jing with a steady look, Yan Luo's tone was extremely certain, "So, you have a recovery treasure specially used to save your life! This must be the case!"

It can be considered an obvious problem.

Jia Jing did not retort.

I just raised the long sword in my hand, and the slender and sharp sword body gradually began to flash...

"etc!"

Seeing that Jia Jing was about to take action again, Yan Luo hurriedly said to Jia Jing: "Let's talk! After all, there is actually no principled contradiction between us. Let's do this, I will exchange my treasure for my life! How about it?"

"I was invincible in this world back then, and the treasures I collected were completely beyond your imagination..."

Yan Luo's tone was full of temptation.

Jia Jing shook his head.

"No need, compared to treasures, I still think killing you is easier. It's over! What do you think?"

"I think? I don't think it's very good!"

Yan Luo's mentality was a little broken.

"I can swear to recognize you as the Lord, how about?"

Yama is still working hard.

“…”

Jia Jing stopped talking, but the sharpness of the sword in his hand became stronger.

"Damn Jia Jing! You will regret what you did today!"

"You wait. I will definitely come back one day!"

“…”

He used his arms to support his huge half-dead body, and Yan Luo's upper body kept moving back, but how could he avoid the long sword in Jia Jing's hand?

After a moment.

With a shrill howl, Jia Jing walked out of the cliff cave with a dark golden natural sacred origin in his hand.

The huge ghost body of Yama behind him slowly transformed with the wind...

The wolf's complex expression was complicated.

"Is the God of Yama who once threatened countless born sacred gods dead at our hands?"

Until this moment, Canglang still felt that he was living in a dream.

My whole body is so light that I can't use it.

And Jia Jing is studying the sacred origin in his hands.

Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing.

"You said it just now, it's all the past!"

Jia Jing's "Besides, the extraordinary power in the ground has just recovered today. Everyone is still in the early stage of rapid development. The strength is limited, so naturally it cannot reach what you remember..."

The wolf suddenly realized.

"But it was my former enemy who made me so excited that I was inevitably confused for a moment!"

Jia Jing, “…”

……………………

But it was said that Jia Jing, Canglang and others were dealing with the spoils.

The palace, the palace of the heart.

Emperor Hongde was sitting there reviewing the memorial.

As he criticized, Emperor Hongde's brows frowned tightly, then leaned against the back of the dragon throne, and began to close his eyes and rest.

at the same time.

Emperor Hongde thought to himself, "Since this afternoon, my eyelids have been pounding there. I'm afraid something is going to happen?"

However, what worried Emperor Hongde never noticed was.

A rather broken consciousness has quietly descended into Emperor Hongde's sea of ​​consciousness through the dark and mysterious veins on Emperor Hongde's body.

...

What no one knows is.

When Emperor Hongde opened his eyes again, he had actually changed his eyes.

"This body is so fragile!"

After a little activity, the mysterious consciousness came to such a conclusion.

"Fortunately, the Emperor of Great Zhou took the initiative to accept my power, otherwise I would be in danger of falling if I had a bad fight this time. Jia Jing, please wait..."

The broken consciousness that came was actually the Ghost Emperor Yan Luo who had just been killed by Jia Jing!

"Emperor Hongde" is still simply moving his new body in the Yangxin Palace.

However, looking at the dark veins that were inadvertently exposed from the bottom of the sleeve, "Emperor Hongde" couldn't help but frown, "I want to completely hide the veins on this body, otherwise if I am seen, wouldn't it just increase the risk of exposure?"

After reciting it, "Emperor Hongde" took a deep breath.

The next moment.

The dark veins that spread throughout the upper body seemed to recede like a tide, gradually disappearing from the body.

He stretched out his arm, "Emperor Hongde" later called Yan Luo and rolled up his sleeves. Looking at his arms that had returned to normal skin color, he nodded with satisfaction.

"That's how it's not so easy to be discovered!"

In just a moment.

Yan Luo, who has adapted to his new body, has become the same expression as Emperor Hongde usually said, "I will leave the origin of my power there for the time being, Jia Jing, let's take a look..."
Chapter completed!