Chapter 685: The resurrection of the warlord!

? What's more!
What's more, the kid now only has the ability to practice Xuxiu!
Lianxu monk!
In the world of thousands, they are completely ants!
Among these ten prisoners are also ants!
Such a ants how can he control the blood-colored monster like the incarnation of heaven!
"Master Skeleton, why is Brother Chen so bullshit? No matter what the blood-colored giant face is, Brother Chen really has the only period of refining the virtual world! In the heavens and the world, there are priests who refining the virtual period rely on magic weapons or stay in the past life. The next method, to slash the quasi-Saints to tear off the ancestor's half-life example?"
Xingcha!
The ghost holy dragon feels mad at this moment!
See you today!
So horrible!
According to the basic rules of the practice circle, even if you give a monk of the virtual monk of the virtual period, or the giant face, it is impossible for the monk of the virtual period to play the power of the treasure of the debut, and you can’t control the giant face!
But Brother Chen did it!
The laws of the practice world are ineffective in front of this man!
This man seems to be stepping on Heavenly Path!
"Various worlds, only my master can do this. Follow the dream()"
Xiao Gu thought about it and answered very seriously.
"Time is up, Pharaoh Wan, you are lucky and have left half your life."
At this time Chen Zheng smiled faintly.
Wow!
After this laugh, the heavenly blood people in the bitter sea shattered into a hundred thousand blood ladder, rumbling and flying back to Purgatory Mountain, layer by layer, level by level, back to the original place!
Bang!
The Purgatory Mountain is shocked!
Hundreds of thousands of blood ladders are back as always!
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The creatures near Purgatory Mountain, the creatures in the Blood Prison, and the Blood God in the Blood God Hall on the top of Purgatory Mountain are all silent at this moment, not because they don't want to speak out, but even the courage to speak is gone!
"call!"
The ancestral ancestor of the Pharaoh Wan, whose body is already translucent at a height of 10,000 meters in the bitter sea, took a breath at this moment and stared at the crack cracked above the sky dome. His eyes flicked and locked Chen Zheng: "You leaned on The monster killed the Nether Lantern and tore half the life of the ancestor, but unfortunately the monster has been destroyed, and your biggest reliance is gone! The prison emperor is about to return, and there are still half life in this seat. More than 50% of the combat power, you are still defeated after all! What you do in the blood prison today is the practice of cultivating virtual cultivation, which will surely shake the heavens and the world, and the reputation of my Shinto League and Allied Supreme Hall will be damaged. !So even if you can’t kill you, you must be imprisoned!"
Talking!
The ancestor of Pharaoh opened his mouth and spit out a jade bottle, surrounded by the muddy air around the jade bottle!
"This thing is my magic weapon of life, named Chaos Aquarius. Although it is not a treasure, it is also a top Taoist weapon! If you knew that you had left behind in the blood prison, you should have swallowed you with the Chaos Aquarius just now. But it’s not too late. I will give you the opportunity to see the prison emperor. When you see the prison emperor, I will take you with the chaotic bottle! This time, you can’t reverse it again!

Ancestor Wan Phou shouted!
Li Ge Zhun Sheng and Van Gogh Zhu Sheng glanced at each other. Just now, the Lantern Zhun Sheng was exterminated and killed by a horrible giant face. They wanted to break free from the blood prison and leave the ten prison.
But now the horrible monster made by the kid is destroyed, and the ancestor of Pharaoh Wan has already sacrificed the magic weapon of life, and the prison emperor is about to be resurrected. This time it should be stable!
wait!
Waiting to see the boy's end!
Qinglian Daojun and the golden primordial have the same idea, and are waiting for this moment, waiting for the result of the battle of blood and suffering!
This battle!
Although through the twists and turns!
But after all, the Shinto League and the Supreme Hall laughed to the end!
"Wow!"
suddenly!
In the crack above the sky dome, there was a shocking blood-bloom!
"coming!"
"The legendary prison emperor, at least a quasi-holy, is probably an ancestor!"
Lige Van Gogh, the two quasi-Saints raised their heads at this moment and shouted in unison!
coming!
The emperor is resurrected!
boom!
Among the cracks on the sky dome, the moment a figure stepped out, the whole ten prisons shook wildly, centered on the cracks, and the blood color spread wildly. In the blink of an eye, the whole blood prison sky dome turned into blood color!
Not only that!
That strange color also spread to other prisons, also in the blink of an eye, and other nine prisons such as Heavenly Ghost Prison, Killing Prison, Ghost Prison, Infernal Prison, etc., and this moment is also the same as the Blood Prison Skydome!
"Ancestor! Hahaha! This is the ancestor's breath! The prison emperor! The real ten-prison master is an ancestor!" Although the figure only came out, although he was enveloped by blood, although he had not yet seen it clearly, he could Ancestor Wan Pagoda only sensed the breath for a moment, and there was a burst of laughter, and his eyes moved again, staring at Chen Zheng: "The real master of the ten prisons is resurrected, and the realm exceeds the speculation of this seat. The prison emperor is a par with this seat. The ancestor! Boy, you have seen the prison emperor, and then you should spend the rest of your life in the bottle of chaos!"
"Close!"
Ancestor Wan Pagoda sipped coldly. Among the Taoist vessels called Chaos Aquarius, a turbid light struck out and instantly hit Chen Zheng!
"Sorry, it's mine now."
Almost at the same time, Chen Zheng lifted his right hand and gently touched the Chaos Aquarius.
"puff!"
The ancestor of Wan Fa opened his mouth with golden blood, and he couldn’t believe staring at Chen Zheng. The kid broke off the connection between his life magic weapon, and he couldn’t perceive the chaotic bottle!
Whoosh!
Chaos Aquarius falls into Chen Zheng's hands!
"Chaos Aquarius"
"why"
Qinglian Daojun and the golden primordial god, seeing this scene is utterly forced again!
"Old Ancestor"
"This"
The two quasi-sacred saints of Lige Fangu were also dumbfounded.
Chaos Aquarius!
Ancestral magic weapon!
I was caught by that kid casually!
"Huh!" Ancestor Wan Ping stared at Chen Zheng with a sigh of breath, and his face was indifferent to the extreme. He suddenly raised his head and shouted at the figure that came out of the blood: "This seat Ancestral ancestors of the Shinto League, resurrect your true master of the ten prisons today, you are an ancestor, and you don’t want to use secret methods to control you, you help this to recapture the chaotic bottle, and kill all the creatures related to this kid , Now kill the little beast and the Holy Spirit on the starship!"
Wow!
Air!
That figure has come out completely!
It was a figure covered in armor except for both eyes!
At the moment, his eyes were fixed on Xingcha!
"Oh my god!"
Ghost holy dragon scream!
Dead!
This time it's dead!
The eyes of the prison emperor are so horrible!
This look!
Ignore all beings in the world!
"kill!"
The ancestral ancestors roared again!
But this time the emperor did not respond to Pharaoh Wan~EbookFREE.me~ but instead turned into a man and fell in front of Chen Zheng in an instant!
This moment!
Ancestral ancestors such as Song Zunsheng and other Shinto alliances and Supreme Hall monks, giggled in their hearts, and suddenly had a bad hunch! And in the next second, the blood armor of the prison emperor suddenly dissipated, revealing its true face!
woman!
The emperor turned out to be a woman!
A woman with a peerless appearance but indifferent to the extreme!
And between everyone's doubts, at the moment when everyone was staring at this woman, this cold and ruthless woman suddenly knelt on one knee and bowed her head to Chen Zhengluo and clenched her fists!
"Wang Ji meets the benefactor, but I don't know if the benefactor can remember Wan Ji!"