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Eternal forest.

Next to a sarcophagus.

King Huo Tianwang sat on the pony and watched the latest sweet pet TV series.

This is what he likes.

The mouth can be smelly, but the food must be sweet!

The old diabetic reserve belongs to yes.

Lan Banxian was very disdainful of Huo Tianwang's hobby and never looked at the TV.

But if Huo Tianwang changes the channel, Lan Banxian will say coldly,

"Turn it back."

Although he doesn't look, it doesn't stop him from listening.

Sword Immortal, you must have backbone!

The two of them have been guarding the sarcophagus for half a year.

In the past six months, the sarcophagus has been quiet, without any movement.

King Huo Tian even doubted whether the plan to resurrect Xue Jiu would fail.

"yawn--"

King Huo Tian yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"Old Lan, do you think Lao Jiu is really dead?"

"nonsense."

Lan Banxian rolled his eyes,

"He is so dead that he will be resurrected now."

Saying that, Lan Banxian also yawned.

The two strong men fell into a deep sleep.

...

A middle-aged man suddenly appeared on the street, a little dazed, looking around.

Peace, calmness, harmony...

Seeing this scene, I felt a lot more at ease.

Fortunately, I didn't do anything wrong back then.

He continued walking down the street.

From time to time, people cast curious glances at him, and some even brave people came forward and asked him where he bought this combat uniform.

"A style from more than a hundred years ago? Are you kidding me?"

"The strength of this material must be very expensive, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled sheepishly and explained that he had paid the money back then without spending any money, so he didn't know how much it would cost.

There was no Wanwu Pavilion at that time, and there was no way to clearly mark the price.

After patiently chatting with a few people who came up to talk to him, the middle-aged man left.

The next moment, He appeared on the mountain.

The next moment, He appeared on the beach...

A ray of spring breeze spreads throughout the world.

Everything is fine in this world.

So, the middle-aged man decided to go to higher places to have a look.

He went to the Taoist's side. The Taoist shook his head slightly and refused the other person's help.

Just do the fun things yourself.

He revisited his old place in the upper world and saw the strongest sword in the human race.

Wuhen has a strong fighting spirit, and just looking at each other from a distance will cause the entire upper world to be in turmoil.

The middle-aged man took a step back to avoid the attack.

Wuhen put away his sword and waited for the real opportunity to draw his sword.

He also took the time to take a look at Shura to make sure that he was fine.

After the middle-aged man disappeared, Shura scanned the surroundings vigilantly, always feeling like someone had been here before.

Finally, the middle-aged man returned to the forest and to the monument of death.

He didn't know what to say. He looked at these names and people one after another, emerging and dying in front of his eyes.

A battle between two clans, a battle between two realms.

Too many people died

There is no joy of coming back from the dead, no perseverance to change one's fate against the odds, all emotions become extremely dull, as if everything is unspoken.

He just stood there, like a sculpture.

...

In the eternal forest.

Lan Banxian's head drooped slightly, as if fishing, and he suddenly woke up,

"No! When did I fall asleep?"

"What, I didn't sleep!"

King Huo Tianwang came to his senses and was instantly frightened into a cold sweat!

He actually fell asleep too!

What happened? !

Most of the episode of the sweet pet drama on TV has passed, which means that the two of them slept for at least half an hour!

Neither of them are fools, so they naturally know what this means!

"Open the coffin!"

Without Lan Banxian's orders, King Huo Tian took action first.

It would be too inappropriate to do anything to the coffin.

Therefore, King Huo Tian took action.

He kicked off Xue Jiu's coffin lid.

The sarcophagus was empty.

King Huo Tian and Lan Banxian looked at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes!

Where are people? !

What about the older Xue Jiu?

The two men suddenly turned back and looked at the death monument not far away!

In front of the death monument, a middle-aged man stood.

The man took off the rag from the monument and tied it around his shoulders, like a tattered cloak, which was indescribably funny.

The man wearing a tattered cloak looked up at the memorial tablet and the name on it.

He stretched out his hand and erased an inconspicuous name.

Xue Jiu.

The middle-aged man said softly,

“Wait a little longer”

When He fights the last battle, everyone will be able to go home.

Since I have waited for a hundred years...

Might as well wait a little longer.

Wait for him to finish what he should do, wait for him to understand the cause and effect.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Xue Jiu turned around and showed a warm smile, without giving the two of them a chance to talk.

"I went to do some errands, but when I got there late, Xiaojiu died."

After saying that, Xue Jiu's figure disappeared from the place, and the two people with the combat power of the Heavenly God of War woke up from a dream!

In front of Xue Jiu, they had no ability to resist!

King Huo Tian said in a low voice,

"This guy...has become stronger again..."

Indeed... stronger...

Lan Banxian suddenly spoke,

"Has he been so good at pretending before?"

"hiss--"

King Huo Tianwang thought carefully and gave a rigorous answer.

"No."

No trace, pretentious like the wind, always with me.

He raised the corners of his mouth and asked seriously,

(The old thief is going to have a meal. There are still three pictures to be completed. It may be past 12 o'clock. The old thief from the underworld needs to be online, but it is not a big problem.)

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Even so, the old man still did not admit defeat. Even when faced with the threat of death, he still continued to use his sword wantonly!

Where is Shura? Shura state!

...

Even if he is no longer a human being, the damage caused by the shadow demon to the most powerful demon is extremely limited.

Starting from the second generation of The Strongest, the style of painting has been a bit off.

Xiaoyao, He didn't pretend, but the effect was better than pretending.

Lan Banxian sneered,

At some point, this middle-aged man appeared.

...

boom--

He looked at Him.

Death is not far away.

The black shadow flew out, and the figure faded a bit.

Xue Jiu is not a person who likes to pretend.

hateful! Got it!

"I've been dead for more than a hundred years and haven't learned anything else. I'm just pretending!"

It's a bit difficult to rank in the top four.

die!

Because...the most powerful demon god who is seriously injured will only have fewer and fewer limitations!

The mighty abyss.

Xue Jiu seemed to be saying hello to an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

war!

Have no fear!

Shura tried his best to pretend...

"Tell me, do you have nightmares?"

The afterimage fell to the ground.

What's more, Shadow Demon's combat power... ranks among the top five among the strongest of the five generations of the human race.

These powerful marks fell into the hands of a middle-aged man.

After all, for the most powerful demon god, the more serious the injury and the lower the level, the stronger the combat power!

As if feeling the master's weakness, the most powerful marks in his body were stripped off one after another!

The many wills in his body are also integrated into one.