Chapter 1787: 0In front of the corpse wall, the news of death

"I come from the future, destroy the past, create the present!!!"
With the evil spirits rising and countless thoughts sinking, the power of the future master has reached its limit. ⊙The top point novel, at this moment, it seems that he is not alone fighting, but all the evil spirits from the future are giving him strength.
"The sword of chaos, break the ground!"
Like a chaotic explosion, a sword came out of the explosion.
Bright to the extreme!
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Jianguang went from nothingness to reality, and in an instant, it passed through the fireball domain, and a sword swept through the body of the future jailer.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a fireball that was gradually extinguishing. All the power came to one point. The euphoria of the evil spirit was silent, like a pool of stagnant water. In an instant, the fireball field seemed to have gone through an unusually long time and gradually disappeared.
The body of the future ruler stood still, and his face was a dazed and unbelievable color, and his body eased towards nothingness at this moment.
The rays of the evil spirits turned into dots and dots, and then the rays of light dissipated. The foundation of the eternal world, the future hegemony, finally vanished at this moment.
It is unwilling, it is resentment, all with the passing of power, but also with the wind, as if between the heaven and the earth, the future has never been slaughtered.
The body of "Chiba Legend" stood upright above the sky.
There was still the unpredictable power brought by Xeon's move, so that the surrounding masters were silent, looking at the figure in the sky, each sighed.
"Son of the Sun!"
"Son of the Sun!"
The soldiers of the Sunblind tribe looked at their Son of the Sun with scorching eyes, their eyes shone bright, and the reverence in their hearts erupted. It seems that at this moment, "The Legend of Qianye" is their true Son of the Sun.
"The Lord of the Future, dead?"
"Master, it's impossible!" Shenxu couldn't believe the facts before him and couldn't accept it. A panic rose in his heart.
"Master, it must be alive!"
It is a pity that if Wang Zhenfei knew his thoughts, he would definitely tell him that the future slayer, whether it is the body or the soul, can no longer die and cannot be resurrected.
Wang Zhen flew down and came to Ying Wuyan and others, ignoring the fiery eyes of everyone. Faintly said: "Let's leave."
"Then the trouble?"
Wang Zhenfei shook his head, "The Reclining Buddha died in the hands of the future master, Qu Huaiqiang and they will not let the gods leave. Today is his death date."
When everyone was about to leave, Wang Zhenfei suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction.
Gloomy, miserable ghosts, and howling wind. The ghosts cried and howled, and the heavy kicking sounded inexplicably. In addition, there were strange ghost ringtones.
Abandon the dragon within the vein. Suddenly, the Ming paper floated up inexplicably, kicking! Pedal! Accompanied by an atmosphere of horror, two weird figures slowly emerged.
One was a carrion corpse wearing a strange court dress, jumping out of his feet. One was a ghost boy in red with a gloomy appearance, holding a weird wooden niche, and having an erratic body.
Ming paper opens the way. Huang Quan approached.
These two body images are messengers from Huangquan.
"Mo Lian Tianshou will not melt bones, and the corpse has never entered the Yellow Spring!"
A hoarse poem came from the mouth of the carrion.
The red ghost baby was silent, but opened the weird wooden niche. After opening, there was a name written in the wooden niche.
The name is Reclining Buddha.
The opened wooden niche was unremarkable, but a green light floated out above the body of the reclining Buddha and entered the wooden niche.
That is, the soul of the reclining Buddha.
Then, a small coffin was suddenly added to the carrion's hand. The coffin was opened and facing the dead reclining Buddha, the body of the reclining Buddha turned into a stream of light and entered his coffin.
"Stop!" Qu Huai was anxious, "You take away the soul and body of Senior Reclining Buddha, what do you want to do! Also, return the body of Senior Tai Shihou."
The red ghost baby and the rotten corpse ignored him, one erratic in shape, the other bouncing, without talking, only silent, and then left separately.
"Oh? One collects the soul and the other collects the corpse. It is true that we heard that the strange Huangquan Attractor appeared recently."
Wang Zhenfei became interested in the two Huang Quan introductions that appeared.
"Son of the Sun, shall we keep up with them?"
Wang Zhenfei said: "Long Biao, Tiger Wing, you two follow up and check it out. Remember, you don't need to do it, just report the information to me."
Long Biao and Tiger Wing respectfully lead their orders.
The bodies of the two flashed, and they followed the carrion and the red ghost baby respectively.
Wang Zhenfei returned with the rest of the Sunblind Warriors. Wang Zhenfei's consumption was extremely high in this battle with the future lords, especially the Chaos trick that required extreme Yuan was used, which reduced his strength at the moment a lot, and he needed to return to cultivate.
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It has been a while since Wang Zhenfei recovered his full strength.
During this time, the changes in the martial arts are not small.
The biggest change is the reputation of the Sunblind. As Wang Zhenfei killed the future leader, the reputation of the Sunblind tribe is as high as the sky. It is known to many martial artists. They are amazed by Wang Zhenfei's superb strength and feel that the right way has given birth to a super master. Some people are happy and some are worried.
Secondly, the Suzaku dynasty began to expand to the outside world again, and it seemed that it recruited some powerful experts to make up for the power gap in Yuyang Jun's death.
Then there was news about some people. Da Hongpao was killed, Qu Huaizang suffered serious injuries, and the blood list killer showed up more masters, "Life is like a lonely love letter", "Profit is like Cao Xiuzhen", "The soul goes to Jiuquan under the capital", "The of death is not lonely," and so on, these people seemed to pop up suddenly, without the slightest sign beforehand.
For such a situation, Wang Zhenfei can only feel that the world of Thunderbolt is even more weird.
Following the death of the Reclining Buddha, Lei Tingyi Wu Chan officially came forward to help Qu Huaizang and others eradicate other evil spirit masters.
In addition, new places have appeared, such as the dry land holy spring, Qianshibi, Qianzhuwu and so on.
In the Night Hall of Axu, Wang Zhenfei listened to news from the outside world, sometimes thinking, sometimes doubting, and sometimes delighted.
"These days, I will enter the martial arts for a while, and you will wait to protect the Axu Night Palace."
After ordering to respond, Wang Zhenfei left Axu Night Hall again.
It is worth mentioning that. Ever since Wang Zhenfei killed the future leader, Dongfang Yi, who is boundless in learning, showed a more friendly attitude, and no one dared to fight against the Japanese blind, or in other words, no one dared yet.
Thousand Corpse Wall is where Huang Quan Yinzhe and others are located, and Wang Zhenfei's first destination is here.
Thousand Corpse Wall is a weird cave space carved out of stone, outside is a huge ghost head, weird and inexplicable. From time to time revealed the breath of yellow spring.
"This place is weird, I have to be careful."
Although the world of Thunderbolt is the so-called martial arts, it is full of weird and inexplicable power. There are gods and demons, ghosts and evils.
"Thousand Corpse Wall, according to the news, the inexplicable ghost ship that came suddenly seems to be related to this."
Wang Zhenfei came this time, but not to make trouble for Huang Quanying, but to explore some of the mysteries of Huang Quanying. He is interested in this power of collecting corpses and souls.
However, before he could sneak into the Thousand Corpse Wall, the ghost head seemed to have come alive, exhaling a gloomy ghost.
Oops! It was discovered.
Wang Zhenfei had to stop outside Thousand Corpse Wall.
"Mo Lian Tianshou will not melt bones. How did the corpse enter the Yellow Spring!"
As Mingzhi flew up, a carrion figure jumped out.
"You are that person!"
The carrion recognized Wang Zhenfei's face.
"Who are you?" Wang Zhenfei asked.
"Huang Quan, the corpse does not turn bones... Why did you come to Qianshibi? This place is where the dead are, and the living are not welcome." The carrion signed up, his voice hoarse. But also issued a warning.
Seeing that the person in front of him is not unable to communicate, Wang Zhenfei moved in his heart and said, "Huang Quan Yin, what is the purpose of your appearance?"
"This has nothing to do with the car." The dead body said without bones.
Wang Zhenfei said: "But you collect the corpse and the soul, and one day you will find my Sunblind race. This is related to me. Of course, if you tell me your purpose, maybe we still have the possibility of cooperation."
"Cooperation?" There is no other expression on the corpse, but the tone is a little fluctuating, "Thousand Corpse Bi, don't need to cooperate with other people."
"Oh? You have no enemies? Still think you are strong."
"Huang Quan Yinzhe, originally a group of dead people, is not afraid of death. What we do is just to find a bright way."
Wang Zhenfei said in his heart: The bright road? What does this have to do with?
"So, what is the relationship between the of death and you?" Wang Zhenfei asked about this matter that he cared most.
They are all related to death, in his opinion maybe both are related.
I saw that after he finished asking, the paper flew, and the corpse was not transformed into a gloomy atmosphere. It seemed to be a mood swing. He said: "Reaper is the enemy of Huangquan Attractor. We are not at odds with the Reaper!"
"Can you tell me the details?"
Mortuary without bones: "You have asked too much. Let's leave!"
Wang Zhenfei laughed, "I will come again."
After Wang Zhenfei left, the dead body looked at his figure and said, "The peerless swordsman, the of death, is also your enemy!"
"Mo Lian Tianshou will not melt bones, and the corpse has never entered the Yellow Spring!"
The ghost head opened, and the corpse returned to Thousand Corpse Wall without melting bones.
On the way back, Wang Zhenfei was thinking about what will happen to the Sunblind in the future. The martial arts situation is getting more and more weird and chaotic. The power of justice and the power of evil are indistinguishable. In this world, there is only fighting between each other. Kill.
"Unless my power can surpass this world, I will always be passive."
The fundamental power of the Thunderbolt world is an extremely high-level power. Wang Zhenfei had already learned this from his spiritual mouth, so he was awed and curious as well.
Here, it will be an excellent place for him to master this power.
"Here, there is a chance!"
"The sunblind people have the chance to continue to survive only when they grow stronger and stronger."
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"Qianzhuwu, the sky is not lonely, the enemy of death! How do you call the enemy of death, I am very curious."
Wang Zhenfei came outside Qianzhuwu.
Originally, he couldn't find this place, there was space to hinder it. But since Tian Bu Gu appeared, the space of this place has changed and it can be entered and exited.
"Reaper, is he here? Does he keep our promise?"
The sky is not lonely, charming and enchanting, cold and lonely, black clothes are strange and bright, and the posture is lazy and leisurely.
"Who are you?" She pointed to the four weird people who came outside Qianzhuwu.
"Dazzling, rebellious, deceiving, evil thoughts, we are, the four stages of death!" The four weird people were all weird and ugly.
"Four levels of death! Death, why didn't he come!" Tian Bugu asked, revealing his killing intent.
"Our master is about to be resurrected." The of death answered the question at four levels.
"Hahaha, is the resurrected of death still a of death?" Tian Bugu laughed, laughing ironically.
The strange corpse was left behind in the four levels of death, and then disappeared.
"Reaper, why do you want me to be your natural enemy!" Tian Bugu asked, unable to find the answer.
"Then, how did you become the enemy of death?"
Wang Zhenfei walked out and stepped into Qianzhuwu.
"Several 鶗鴃, and then reported the fragrance of the rest, Xichun will even break the residual red. The rain is light and the wind is violent, and the plum is green in the season. Yongfeng willow, no one is flying flowers and snow all day long."
"Why did you come?" Tian Bugu was pale with long black hair and shawl, but his aura was strange and inexplicable.
"I'm here for the enemy of death."
Wang Zhenfei stepped in, although he sensed the weirdness of Qianzhuwu, he was not afraid.
"The enemy of death, I am not alone, then, are you here to find me?"
Wang Zhenfei said, "You can say yes or you can say no."
Tian Bugu asked: "I don't know the name of the surname?"
Wang Zhenfei said: "Sunblind, son of the sun, legend of Chiba!"
The sky is not alone and said: "Legend of Qianye, a peerless master, the slayer of the future is dead in your hands."
"That's right. Unexpectedly, in such a remote place, you can actually do martial arts affairs."
The sky is not alone and said: "There are no secrets about the martial arts. You have your own place in the martial arts. You can't escape everything."
The words of the sky not alone made Wang Zhenfei think.
"That's it, Qianye Legend has been taught."
"Don't dare."
"Master, can you answer a few questions for me."
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"How did the power of death in you come from?"
"This is my deal with death."
"Reaper, is it life or death?"
"Reaper, if you die, how can you be called a Reaper. The power of the Reaper will soon be awakened. From then on, martial arts have been difficult. Hahahaha!..."
"Sounds, it seems that you are very happy with the awakening of Death?"
"Do you think that being a natural enemy of the of death would be happy? Or, you can feel it yourself."
"I have already felt the power of the of death a lot." Wang Zhenfei said, "but since the master has solved some questions for me, in return, I can promise you a request."
"Hahahaha, you know I'm going to do it!" Tian Bugu's voice was erratic, and he stood up from the straw mat, twisting the silver needle with his hand, killing a weapon. (To be continued...)