A Weird Theater That Started In London

The weird theater that started in London: Murder in the Fog Chapter 20 Ye Tiandi, who was twelve years old, stood like a minion "Kill!"

The eighteen ancient chariots of the Ji family formed a battle formation, rolling towards them, and their auras were connected together. They did not dare to underestimate them, and chose to attack at the same time.

The twenty-six savage beasts also rushed to kill together, the sky trembled, and the roar made Sanxiu's heart tremble, as if the sky had been pierced.

"Walk light, don't be humiliated!"

To this, Lu Li did not open his mouth to respond, he stood still, since he chose to make a move, then don't be afraid, it seems that in this world, only by cultivating invincibility and invincibility can one become an emperor.

The wall of the underworld is opened, and a portal appears.

Immediately there was a monstrous killing intent, like winter, even though they were not far from the fiery crater, those Dongtian elders were still frightened to the point of freezing, they saw the scene of thousands of living beings struggling.

Can endless magic soldiers penetrate the mountains?

Ye Fan didn't know.

But one thing is certain, the iron-clothed **** is not only capable of commanding a magic weapon, but the fierce weapons all over the wall are not decorations.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, with infinite murderous intent, the black spear and red long sword with boundless ghostly aura turned into a vast ocean, and the dazzling light made the sky pale.

clang clang clang —

The blood rained like a waterfall, and twisted and deformed weapons flew out, as if they had been discussed, they all flew towards the mountain where Ye Fan was.

"On the twelfth of that year, Yaozhong was born, standing like a minion..."

Pangbo sang a song with a strange tone, and teased himself. In fact, he made it clear early on that he was not greedy for the good fortune of the demon emperor at all, and laughed:

"Fuck it, let it go, these are the weapons of big men, even if most of the Dao Rune is damaged, they are still powerful enough to kill the **** Elder Han."

"Yezi, do you think that god-man took care of us and deliberately swept this way..."

"Not likely, I'm afraid it has something to do with the terrain."

Ye Fan didn't play tricks with him, and he is not a stunning goddess, he deserves the care of strangers, he thought carefully about an answer, and replied.

"It broke the sky."

"What a disaster."

Except for casual cultivators, those ferocious birds and beasts who had opened up their spiritual intelligence, and the elders who were vassals of the Holy Land and the cave, all scattered and retreated decisively.

The two supernatural powers, Yaoguang Holy Land and Ji Family, have stood in the Eastern Desolation for countless years. When did they suffer such a loss?

What a disaster!

In addition, which family cultivated this young underworld god? Surprisingly, with the Great Perfection of the Dao Palace, it seems that there is still power left to attack a group of monks in the four extremes...

"Wall of Eternity."

"It seems that the rumors are true. A few years ago, there was indeed a Zhongzhou Pluto body visiting the Eastern Wasteland."

The ethereal sound came from afar, soft and sweet, as if it could dispel the strong smell of blood here.

In the distant sky, more than a dozen women came lightly, dressed in white clothes better than snow, although they could not be said to be beautiful, they were all beautiful and elegant, uncontaminated by the atmosphere of the world, and transcended the world.

Ye Fan, who was looking around on the lonely mountain, looking for something strange, stopped his movements. Since he came to this strange world, his impression of practitioners has been constantly breaking through the lower limit of his cognition, fighting and killing all day long, with vicious thoughts.

Looking at it now, these fairies are the immortal cultivators in his imagination, all of them have picturesque eyebrows, like exiled immortals, they look ethereal and elegant, detached from the world, and carefree in the world.

"Fairy from Yaochi?"

Boundless Mingbao returned to the wall with the **** evil spirit that could not be dispelled, and the door that opened a crack was closed again, as if it had never appeared before.

"Are you also fighting for the legacy of the Qing Emperor?"

Lu Li restrained his murderous aura and asked in a deep voice.

"I was just passing by and found that the monster power here is as vast as the sea, so I came to find out. I never thought that I would meet the king's body, and I had no intention of competing for the treasure of the monster emperor."

The leading woman smiled slightly, and then showed a solemn look, opened her red lips again, and said: "Fellow Taoist, retreat as soon as possible, all the life cards are extinguished, even if there is no news, the two families will send important people to come."

"Fairy kindly accepts it."

Lu Li smiled and shook his head.

From childhood to old age?

Are the ancestors endless?

not afraid.

Since he dared to come out and walk the rivers and lakes, who doesn't have a powerful ancestor?

"If I can marry such a fairy, I will have no regrets in this life." Ye Fan, who now looks only eleven or twelve years old, sighs with emotion.

After all, it was the first time in his life that he saw so many beautiful and refined fairies.

Seeing that Lu Li was not afraid of those big men who might come at any time, the beautiful eyes of the fairies in Yaochi flashed, and they hesitated to speak, and then they exchanged softly, regretting that a peerless king body would die young.

On the contrary, the fairy in the lead vaguely thought of another rumor, that there was a Dacheng king accompanying him, and he had been visited by the Jiang family and the Taixuan sect.

In this way, it is safe and sound.

After confirming that the Yaochi Holy Land had no intention of touching the Emperor's Mausoleum, Lu Li continued to look at the ancient temple in the crater. The shimmering divine light and colorful divine splendor made the scene even more extraordinary.

In the past, the major holy places surrounded the ancient capital of the Yaozu, and they wanted to dig three feet into the ground, but they never thought that the tomb of the last great emperor of the Yaozu was hidden deep under the volcano.

"This place is a tomb of yin and yang."

"When all the power to kill the immortals is exhausted, there is no need to make a move. Yang Tomb will be born on its own, and there will be life and death."

"You don't need to take care of the tomb, ten deaths lead to no life."

Wang Yunling's voice rang in Lu Li's ears.

In fact, he felt more and more that the cultivators in this life were too ignorant, even the aristocratic families were the same, and the ants in the four extremes at most dared to attack the emperor's tomb.

Thanks to the kindness of Emperor Qing, he didn't leave a murderous opportunity, and deliberately placed the opportunity in the Yang Tomb, and passed it on to the younger disciples, otherwise even if the saint came, he would be bloody.

Time passed slowly.

The ancient temple transformed by the five-color divine jade has risen to the crater, the power of killing immortals has disappeared spontaneously, and the seal is also dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tomb of the last great emperor of the Eastern Wilderness Monster Clan is about to completely reappear in the world.

However, it was destined that no one would be able to come in to share a piece of the pie, so Lu Li wanted to take all of them away as the son-in-law of the monster clan, so that they would not fall into the hands of outsiders.

Boom!

Boom!

I saw that the magnificent ancient palace began to shake, and the beating sound became more and more exaggerated. The dull sound made Ye Fan, who had left early, still feel severe pain in his heart.

chi... chi... chi...

The moment the seal was completely dissipated~www.readwn.com~Countless weapons flying out of the brilliance, anyone with a discerning eye can see that these are not ordinary things.

Some monks drove Shenhong and rushed to catch up.

The next moment, he got a magical weapon as he wished, with a black spear pierced into his chest, and was completely nailed to death on the huge rock.

Many casual cultivators were unwilling to sigh, feeling that Lu Li had gone too far, and would rather fly away all the psychic treasures than let others get involved.

"Don't come...don't come..."

Pombo prays.

Because he saw all those brilliance falling on this lonely mountain, he was worried that he would be killed by the gods from a long distance.

Bitter Sea Realm Little Cultivator...

One is burly and the other has extraordinary bearing.

Lu Li withdrew his gaze. They should be aware that they had been picking up the junk they didn't want before, and they weren't the kind of idiots who were blinded by greed.

Almost at the same time, a vast and unpredictable force rushed out from the ancient temple at their feet, like a tsunami, forcing the fairy in Yaochi to retreat.

Blazing light burst out from the mausoleum.

The center of Lu Li's brows lit up, and the Holy Pagoda emerged, still standing in the sky. He took a closer look, and saw a small crystal coffin about three feet long rushing out.

It trembled slightly, like a heartbeat, and the majestic breath of life swept all directions, and all killing intent had already been removed by the Qing Emperor, leaving it to the descendants of the bloodline.

A drop of blood was taken out by Lu Li.

It came from Yan Ruyu, once it appeared, it would induce the small crystal coffin to fall into his hands.

"There is only one emperor soldier missing. It is said that it will take a few days before it will appear from a deeper place."

While murmuring, Lu Li put the Sacred Heart into the Thirty-Three-Story Pagoda, and Qinglian's blood was there to comfort him, so there would be no riots for the time being.