My Past Life Simulator

  The real world He Lin is still the same old three - fishing, grilling fish, drinking, to pass the time. Compared to the ongoing battle of life and death in the secluded world, let alone how comfortable it is.

"Timing begins."

   One hour, two hours, in a flash.

   "It should be about the same."

   Red and White Shuangsha is a bit false, but if the two sides join forces, at least they can draw a tie with the things in the graveyard master's tomb.

   "slip-"

   Holding a happy lantern in one hand and a paper dragon in the other hand, he activated "Empty Space", and the figure disappeared into the endless sea.

  The world of seclusion, the land of a hundred graves, looking around, it is a mess!

   Some of the previously intact yellow tombs without monuments were all broken with large holes, indicating that the unknown things buried inside had been drilled out of them, passively participating in high-intensity battles.

  Various ditches on the ground criss-cross, and there are countless deep pits, which seem to be washed by artillery shells, which is quite tragic. With the help of the red lights, the broken limbs scattered on the ground can be clearly seen.

   In the black blood with a strong stench, there are some humanoid limbs with obvious biological signs such as beasts, insects, and scales.

  According to the amputation at the scene, there were about 80 to 90 corpses.

  “Huh—“

   Really intense!

   He squatted down and tapped casually, half of the animal's claws on the ground. Through the collision, it is known that the master of this claw has no lower physical strength than him. And some other insects, scaly limbs, and even some are several times stronger than them.

   It can be imagined how far the careers of the former blood secret warriors have developed. At the same time, the things in the main tomb in the center of the cemetery are absolutely not to be messed with, or else they will not be suppressed by a group of powerful dead corpses.

   "Fortunately, I have a red and white general."

   sighed and shifted his gaze to the middle of the battlefield.

   I saw one red and one white corpses standing together, collapsed on the ground and motionless, and the evil spirits that usually swished out, but now I don't even hear it. Shuangsha's chest rose and fell slowly, as if his vitality was severely damaged.

   Across from them, about a dozen meters away, was a tattered human figure, leaning halfway on the wordless tombstone, staring viciously at a certain culprit.

"what!"

   The initiator looked at the ancient corpse, and let out a doubt in his mouth.

   The clothes and armor on the opponent's body have been overturned in the battle. Although they look tattered, they can be vaguely recognized, and they should be in the style of General Daxuan. At least before the corpse died, the status was not low.

   After all, a person who can be killed from a group of secret blood warriors is a good match, and he definitely has two brushes in his hand.

   He took three or two steps forward, came to the ancient corpse, and squatted down to examine it carefully.

   The blue-faced fangs, the exposed skin is covered with a layer of scales, and the turbid eyes are not normal human pupils, nor the so-called animal pupils.

   is a kind of... a kind of vicious eyes that are similar to evil, as if the ancient corpse lying on the opposite side is not only a corpse, but also a product born from the invasion of evil spirits.

   "Your sister, do you like that old pervert who has also undergone an industrial upgrade?"

  Thinking about it, it's not impossible.

   Qi Renxi is definitely the most outstanding person he has ever seen.

   People can start from nothing and spend decades to fiddle with secret blood warriors, but they may not be able to fiddle with secret blood warriors on the basis of secret blood warriors.

   "Blood warriors are a combination of humans and beasts. They obtain powers and talents that do not belong to humans by injecting blood from their hearts. However, if they want to compete with the weird ones, they are obviously not capable.

   Is it because of the upgrading of the industry that they can harm the supernatural, or is it because they were buried in the Netherworld after death, and the body was infected over the years, resulting in special abilities?

   Or, just two folds plus!!”

   For a moment, He Ling's gaze towards the ancient corpse was full of fiery. It's like when I was a child, seeing the desired toy in the mall, it was a love from the bottom of my heart.

  “???”

   The turbid pupils of the ancient corpse suddenly became a little clearer.

  Without him, scared!

   For the first time in my lifetime.

   Never thought that a human's gaze could be so terrifying.

"It's very valuable for research, but unfortunately I can't find a way to imprison it for a while." He couldn't hold it in any longer, the research soul was burning in his body, and he couldn't wait to find out the wonderful [Everyone Like a Dragon] plan. , to what extent.

   "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

   There were three consecutive sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the red and white Shuangsha on the ground, as well as the ancient corpses, were all put into the coffin by him.

   "Bangdang——"

   The coffin lid is fastened, and the spirit-weight paper dragon is pasted, complete.

   "I'm already weak, and with the coffin and paper dragon, I'm afraid they won't be able to fully recover for a while. Before the three monsters can lift the coffin, I have to find a way to get the best of both worlds."

The voice of    fell, and he began to look around, hoping that there would be something good in the cemetery.

   After a while, he returned with the tombstone in front of the main tomb.

  【Spiritual Stele (Zhenling): Engraving the name and life on the tombstone, this person will be greatly suppressed. (Note: It is not completely suppressed. With the passage of time, the text will gradually be smoothed out. If the strength of the suppressed person is too strong, the speed of smoothing the text will also be accelerated.)]

   Not only did he find the tombstone, but he also found the loess in the cemetery, which also had the effect of suppressing evil spirits.

  【Netherland (Shenling): This land is infected by the breath of the Netherworld, and because of the burial of many powerful corpses and living dead, the soil quality has changed, which has a powerful calming effect.

(Note: Netherland will absorb the power of the oppressors little by little, and silently strengthen their own abilities. Over time, unpredictable secondary mutations will occur. Of course, the time required may be very long and very long. long, very long.)]

   "Bang!"

   Lifted the lid of the coffin, and in the terrified eyes of the red and white Shuangsha and the ancient corpse, the famous ruthless took out a shovel from the storage ring, swung his arms up, and shoveled soil inside.

   For a moment, he looked at the loess filled in the coffin, and re-closed the coffin lid with satisfaction.

   "It can't be wasted."

   Looking at the remaining ninety graves, the second part did not say that they would continue to shovel soil, but this time they all shoveled into the storage ring.

   When you meet something good, you can easily let it go.

   One thing to say, he is a character who really scratches the ground.

  Unfortunately, the tomb bricks in the main tomb have no effect. The main force to suppress the ancient corpses is the spiritual tablet and the underworld, as well as the other ninety-nine corpses. Otherwise, not even a piece of turning head will be left.

  "In half a day, I will be able to reach Xinyue Country completely."

   "slip-"

   "Aircraft" starts, returns to the real world, retrieves his own small flying boat, and continues the unfinished road.

  …

   On the afternoon of the third day on the way to Xinyueguo, it will be able to arrive smoothly in another hour.

   It’s just that God’s will is hard to resist, he may have a previous life named Tang Sanzang.

   On the way, something happened to TM again.

   When someone encounters a strange and evil thing once, it is already extremely unlucky. If they encounter it twice, it can be said to be unlucky.

  Three times?

  Broom and star!

   Four times?

   Only one name can express it in detail - He Min.

   He looked at not far away, in the hazy fog, the figure of a child, the whole person's face was black and the black hole in the universe.

   "Uncle's, wouldn't it be the so-called cry to death?"

   Before I came, it would be good if I hadn't listened to Wu Ling, Shi Shishu and the others.

  All the sneaky things said from the two mouths, all - come true, experience one by one.

   If it wasn't for his cleverness, he would have been [the first emperor was halfway through, and the middle way collapsed].

   "Go back, find an opportunity, and secretly strangle the two **** to death. Uh... Forget it, let's be dumb. Strangled, it's a bit ruthless."

   The surnamed Wu is his number one dog-legged son, and the surnamed Liu has contributed a lot of good things to him one after another, all of them are very useful, it is a pity to die.

  According to the thinking of normal people, and the correct way.

  It is best to escape from the secluded world, then advance from the sea, skip the site of the crying dead, and enter the country of Xinyue.

   But, how can the surname He be so easy to be soft?

people.

   The red and white double evil spirits and the ancient corpses of hundreds of graves are still thrown into the coffin to suppress them. It’s just a mere cry of death. Why should he avoid his edge?

   If you want to avoid it, it is also the other party who avoids it.

   Besides, he is willing, but the three lying in the coffin are not willing!

  Who is not the terror that dominates the world?

   You can't be cowardly, you have to find a way to get it done.

   In the next second, the joyful flag fell into his hands.

  【Xi Fan: Write your name, birth date, big or small deeds in your life, what kind of fame you have achieved, etc. The more comprehensive the information, the greater the chance of the person dying in vain. (Note: ...)]

   "I didn't say that I can't write weird and so on, the only thing that makes me a headache is that I don't know who it is!"

   Crying to the death is definitely not something that a shaman can kill, or else Xinyueguo has a large group of sects, how could it be allowed to be arrogant?

   "Mad, bully me for not knowing you."

  Wait a minute, the funeral team didn't know him before.

   "Bangdang——"

   He lifted the spirit paper dragon, kicked open the lid of the coffin, and pulled it twice with his hands, revealing the turbid pupils of the ancient corpse.

  “???”

  What are you going to do?

   "Not looking for you."

   Pulling twice again, a headless severed neck came into view.

   "It's not asking for a price either."

   One last pull, finally revealing the scarlet eyes of the Black Mist.

   "There is a problem now, a child is blocking the way. Tell me, am I taking the three of you up to the hardtop. Or do you three work together to help me?"

   Well, if he can't solve the problem, and he can't solve the problem, he simply asks others to help and transfer the problem.

  “…”

   Wei and Zhe, who had two heads exposed, were all stunned.

   Although we are not human, obviously you are not human.

   “Three two. One…”

  Wait a minute, why are you suddenly counting!

   [Ding You, the six-generation palace master of Qiren Mansion. Known as "Crying Stupid", "Longevity God", "Longevity One" and "Immortal Boy", he once led the army of the Secret Blood Palace to destroy the barbarians and swept the countries, laying the foundation of Daxuan Wannian in one fell swoop. Afterwards, another battle destroyed the Jinchan Sect's army of Weiwu Wu, and drove it out of Daxuan. Unfortunately, this move angered the headmaster behind the Jinchan Sect, and he disappeared without a trace on a calm day.

   At this point, the Qiren Mansion has ushered in the seventh generation of the Palace Master. The third disciple of Ding You, the blood-curious warriors, who are a combination of the secret blood and the bewildering, take on the responsibility of mastering the two armies of the secret blood and the secret martial arts.

   "??"

  “!!“

On the   xi banner, more than 100 characters were written down, but the information revealed was extremely astonishing.

   First of all, the Qiren Mansion has been passed down to the sixth generation. Secondly, Xi's plan was successful. The so-called blood-secret palace army must be composed of blood-secret warriors. Otherwise, the combined strength of hundreds of countries, large and small, around Daxuan is definitely not something that an ordinary army can sweep.

  Finally, the army of the Jin Chan Sect!

  Blood warriors are alien beasts, so there is no need to think too much about weird warriors, they must be something weird.

   Never would have thought that Jin Chan taught that group of people to have mastered the method of combining people with tricks.

   What's even more terrifying is that the sect that swept the world actually hides a behemoth behind it.

  Yu is the sixth-generation Palace Master of Qiren Mansion, and he has not resisted the revenge of others.

   disappeared without a sound!

   A big man with four nicknames: Weeping, Beast God, Eternal Life, and Young Boy, and each nickname is not simple. He died peacefully and pondered deeply.

   From the nicknames of the six generations of Palace Masters, it can be roughly guessed that this person's innate ability is to plunder the lifespan of others for his own use. An old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, think about how many skills he can master!

  People, the older you get, the more demonic you are.

  So, how strong is the headmaster of Jinchan Sect?

   "Mysterious blood and strange martial arts in one?"

   muttered in his mouth, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the Hundred Graves Ancient Corpse.

   It sounds exactly like you?

   "His-"

   In the distance in front of him, the figure of a small child suddenly turned into a gray training paper.

  “?”

  xi flag invalid?

   Otherwise, why

   It can still move.

   Not waiting for him to take the initiative to escape out of the secluded world, only to see the white horse practicing, plunged into the banner.

  “…”

  Isn’t it meaningless to die? From a visual perspective, yesterday was a bit like a seal, or a repression?

  The next second, the loess inside the coffin floated up, and a cold rustling came out from the inside.

   Then, a small and exquisite figure appeared in the coffin.

   "Ding You"

   That's right, it is the sixth generation of the Palace Master of Qiren Mansion.

  It is in the coffin.

The    small eyes were full of resentment and viciousness, as if he wanted to devour the standing living person alive.

  It opens its mouth, the dead body wants to speak.

"To shut up."

   When the ruthless baby sees this, how can he dare to let him speak?

   This fellow is known as the God of Longevity. He can be called the God of God. If you think about it with your toes, you will know that once you cry, you will definitely want to GAMEOVER.

   subconsciously grabbed a handful of loess and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth without saying a word.

"woo woo woo woo…"

   One was not safe. He held Ding You's chin in his left hand, forcing him to open his mouth, and stuffed five more in his right hand, which made his cheeks bulge before he stopped.

   "Bangdang——"

   Fastened the lid of the coffin and placed the spirit paper dragon. After thinking about it, he put the spirit tablet on it, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

   Four-fold protection, I must be unable to escape for a while.

   "I never imagined that a small coffin would actually gather two generations of the palace masters of the strange mansion."

   Four people fit together for a table of mahjong.

   "This thing is now a nuclear bomb. Once it is detonated, I can't imagine it. It is estimated that it will be a hundred times more exciting than the dance of the demons and the night walk of the ghosts."

   "There is an hour left, and the road will not be more pitted after that, right?"

  He Lin looked at the dark road ahead, a little nervous and uncertain.