The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

An extremely weird picture slowly unfolded in front of Xiao Chen.

The world in front of Xiao Chen suddenly lost its color.

The gray sky and the gray earth are gone.

It was replaced by red, as red as blood.

Xiao Chen's whole person was as if he were in a sea of ​​blood.

The broken blood-colored jade beads, like a torrential rain, began to patter.

The whole world was dyed blood red.

The rain of blood fell in the sea of ​​blood, turning into blossoming blood-red flowers.

One drop, two drops...

As the blood rain became a line, the blood-colored jade beads changed into brooks and roamed all over the sky.

Xiao Chen was in the blood sea storm.

Tiny seems to be swallowed by this overwhelming red at any time.

The sea of ​​blood is surging, and the turbid waves are overwhelming.

Xiao Chen squinted his eyes halfway, watching this weird scene.

Xiao Chen knew that all of this was fake, and this might just be the scene from the past.

The strength of Xiao Chen's whole body exploded like a landslide.

The pity common people in his hand was fiercely inserted into the sea of ​​blood.

The roaring sea of ​​blood and the violent rain of blood came to an abrupt end.

A few rows of blood-red and dazzling characters rushed from the sea of ​​blood.

The ancient and vicissitudes of blood, with a tragic to extreme aura in the killing field, slowly poured out.

This is the breath of death.

Xiao Chen looked at the words. Although he didn't recognize them, he could clearly feel the meaning of the blood words.

At this moment, a violent and arrogant voice sounded in the entire sea of ​​blood.

Like the gods and demons that came from the past, it makes people tremble.

"Birth, old age, sickness, death, heaven and earth, if you dare to rebel, I will kill it."

The violent voice is like a world-destroying catastrophe, the sky is shaking and the earth is horrified.

In a daze, Xiao Chen seemed to see a young man.

With his fist, the young man beat the saint to death, annihilated the gods, and pierced the ancients.

What a boldness this is, what a madness this is.

My words are the law, and if I dare to go against it, I will kill it.

Xiao Chen seemed to have followed this young man's figure and returned to the ridiculous ancient times.

Back to that magnificent and magnificent era.

There is Wangchuan at his feet, a road above his head, and endless corpses of gods and demons around him.

Following this figure, Xiao Chen stood on this corpse mountain, looking into the distance.

The blood is overwhelming.

Xiao Chen wanted to see the young man's face clearly, but there was a hazy mist blocking everything.

"Immortal people, big thieves, in my life, I will kill no less than a million thieves, just for mercy to come to the stars, hahahahaha..."

The young man's crazy voice kept blasting Xiao Chen's mind.

The picture suddenly shattered, and the figure of the young man turned into a nodding light and gradually disappeared.

A fist sheet appeared in Xiao Chen's mind.

"Killing."

The blood-red name exudes blood soaring to the sky.

Xiao Chen slowly opened the fist sheet.

However, there is only one move in the boxing table, which is called "shaking the sky".

With the opening of the fist sheet, all the visions suddenly disappeared.

"Brother Great, Brother Great, Woo~"

Liu Su Mingyue sounded in Xiao Chen's ear with a cried voice.

Xiao Chen finally returned to reality.

Looking at the tearful Fringe Mingyue, Xiao Chen put her on her shoulder with distress.

"Mingyue, what happened to me just now?" Xiao Chen asked.

Liu Su Mingyue wiped her tears and said, "No, it's okay. I just stood there motionless for several days."

Xiao Chen almost laughed, and the monk entered the Dingming Dao, let alone a few days, even a few years is normal.

Liu Su Mingyue wiped her tears: "When the Great Emperor enters Ding, his whole body smells of blood, which is too scary."

Xiao Chen was a little stunned. Aren't those all illusions? How can it affect reality?

Xiao Chen looked at the distant sky, and his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

"Who is planning something?"

Xiao Chen took Liu Su Mingyue and left here, and embarked on the way home.

Xiao Chen studied carefully on the road, the fist sheet called "Shousheng".

Although there is only one move called Zhentian, its power is almost comparable to a super-large nuclear bomb.

Xiao Chen roughly estimated that this killing fist might not be under his own Heavenly Strike Judgment.

Now that there is no meridian, it is impossible to use Tianzheng Jue, and it happens to be able to use this boxing book.

The fly in the ointment is that there is only a pitiful move in this boxing record.

Xiao Chen suddenly had a guess whether Wufu would unlock a move at every level of perfection!

This is not impossible.

Because this "sky-shaking style" is a move tailored for this first realm.

Compared to this boxing score, Xiao Chen actually cared more about the young man who didn't see his appearance clearly.

The creatures are all pursuing longevity, but he has embarked on a path to kill the longevity.

This is the enemy of the whole world.

Moreover, judging from the destruction of the barren ancient times, he seemed to have really killed the immortal.

Maybe there are some like death, thunder, this kind of fish that slip through the net.

But these survivors can't determine the overall direction.

And the **** of death also said that she was looking for someone, could it be this young man?

Hasn't this young man fallen yet? What did the **** of death look for again?

revenge?

Xiao Chen shook his head. It's impossible, it's not of an order of magnitude at all, it's no different from looking for death.

After thinking about it for a long time, but didn't think of any clues, Xiao Chen, a slacker, didn't bother to get to the bottom.

Xiao Chen walked very comfortably on the way home.

Because above the earth, there is already a lot of green, and some water sources polluted by demonic energy are also beginning to be purified.

Everything is moving in a good direction.

Xiao Chen was practising the "Sky Shaking Style" as he hurried along.

This shaking style seems simple and rude, but the use of force has reached its peak.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen, as a great emperor, was at the top in both his savvy and insight.

When he reached the continent where Heifeng Mountain was located, Xiao Chen had basically eaten the sky-shaking style.

Now there is only one actual battle, let's take a look at the power of this sky-shaking style.

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Across the sea, when Xiao Chen set foot on the continent where Heifeng Mountain was located, he encountered a team of as many as 10,000 people.

Xiao Chen looked at the long line of carriages, looked at these tired, but hopeful civilians on his face, and his face was full of doubts.

Because this was the first time Xiao Chen had encountered such a large crowd.

These civilians seem to be migrating somewhere.

Xiao Chen happily ran to the front of the team, clashed, and fell down.

"Ah... well-meaning big brothers, big sisters, have mercy on me, give me a drink!"

Xiao Chen's neurosis started to be a demon again.

Liu Su Mingyue was holding a piece of meat chewing Zhenghuan. Hearing Xiao Chen's groan, she sprayed the mouthful of meat on Xiao Chen's head on the spot.

"You...you...what are you doing!" Liu Su Mingyue looked at the meat on Xiao Chen's head distressedly, tears in her eyes.