The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The sword master frowned, it was true.

The sword master asked with some uncertainty: "Could it be that the years have passed for too long, and the resentment and hostility have dissipated automatically?"

"Are you an idiot?" The zombie master asked coldly.

"Pfft..." The sword master almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "Why do you talk like this all your life, be careful not to get married."

The zombie master looked at the sword master indifferently, and the sword master's scalp felt numb when he looked directly at it.

"Papa..." The sword master directly slapped himself twice, "Okay, grandma, please calm down, I can't control this nonsense, and I don't dare to do it again."

At this time, an old man with a goatee came over, and the old man analyzed: "The battle spirits in the Hall of Battle Souls are all formed from the grievances of comrades who died in battle in the past, and they are all extremely powerful. And these grievances are not at all It will weaken with the passage of time, and it will only become stronger, but now the resentment and fighting spirit in the Hall of Battle Souls have been greatly reduced, and there is only one possibility for this situation..."

"Hey, you old man, half-talking, you want to kill me, don't you?" The sword master leaned over dissatisfied, grabbed the old man's goatee and started talking nonsense.

"Someone has purified this place." Zombie Master said solemnly.

"Who are you bluffing?" The sword master let go of the old man's goatee, with a look of disbelief.

"It should be impossible." Several other people also came together, and they didn't quite believe the words of the zombie master, "It is impossible to purify grievances and fighting spirits here."

The old man with the goatee shook his head: "Besides being purified, there is no other possibility."

"Master Mu, are you sure?" Someone asked with a frown.

It's no wonder they didn't believe it, the battle spirits here were transformed by their companions who died in battle.

Their companions are naturally people of the same level as them.

The resentment generated by the fall of a person of this strength is unimaginable, and there is no possibility of purification.

"Besides this reason, I can't think of anything else." The old man with the goatee who was called the wooden master shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, a stern man interrupted everyone's discussion: "Let's put the matter of the Hall of Battle Souls aside for now. Now that the sword master has fallen, what should we do about this matter."

The wooden master nodded: "What the warlord said is very true. The thirty-six masters are indispensable. If one is missing, we may not be able to open the chaotic chessboard."

"According to the contract, if we fail to enter the Chaos chessboard within the stipulated time, we will automatically admit defeat. I am afraid that a large number of stars will become their pockets." A woman took the words worriedly.

"We'll think of a way when everyone arrives." The zombie master said indifferently, and started wandering around again.

Everyone shook their heads helplessly and didn't dare to say anything more.

...

"Oh, what a beautiful sister!" A crisp voice sounded at this moment.

The voice is very pleasant, making people feel like a spring breeze, but it makes everyone's hair stand on end for an instant.

There is no other reason, this is a big ruin, one of the three most secretive Jedi.

How could someone find this place and stay here intact.

Everyone became alert in an instant, and the terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire War Soul Hall.

Looking at it like this, as long as there is a slight disturbance, I am afraid that they will usher in a thunderous attack.

Four people appeared in front of the zombie so abruptly.

Looking at the very well-behaved boy with long blond hair in the front, the zombie master was stunned on the spot.

Like, so much like, she was carved out of the same mold as Xiao Chen.

"Boy...boy, you...why are you here?" Zhuangzhu stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the boy, as if to prove that he didn't have hallucinations.

"Bold." Qilinxing was furious. He was the first outsider who dared to touch the emperor casually.

"Oh, Qilin Xing, why are you shouting so loudly? They don't mean anything malicious."

The divine Xiao Chen said with a smile, he did not know where to find two lollipops, took one in his mouth, and handed the other to the zombie.

"Sister Fairy, I'll treat you to some candy."

At this moment, the zombie master also came to his senses, the boy in front of him could not be his own child.

Looking at the lollipop in divine Xiao Chen's hand, the zombie master took two steps back vigilantly, shaking his head gently.

"Don't you want it?" The divine Xiao Chen scratched his head, and stuffed the candy into his mouth helplessly.

The three people in the back looked full of black lines, how could anyone eat two lollipops together.

Suzaku Xing stepped forward and softly persuaded, "My lord, eating too much sugar is bad for your teeth, just eat one."

"Oh!" Divine Xiao Chen pulled out a lollipop and put it in Suzaku Xing's palm.

Looking at the lollipop with saliva on it, Suzaku Xing couldn't laugh or cry.

"Who are you? Why are you here? If there is nothing else, please leave quickly." Someone frowned.

Canglangxing said a little dissatisfied: "Please be polite, everyone, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Hehe, how dare you say politely in front of me even if you are a little god?" The warlord came out and stared closely at Canglangxing.

Zhanzhu is notorious for having a bad temper.

"Oh, don't quarrel, it's not good." The divine Xiao Chen pulled Canglangxing behind him with a smile, and stood up to protect him.

"Emperor, let's go. These guys don't look good at first glance, they don't know how to speak well, and they are all murderous. You can't help them." Canglangxing whispered in the ear of the divine Xiao Chen.

"Who are you saying is not a good thing?" Zhanzhu asked with a smile on his face.

"What about you, don't you know how to talk well?" Canglangxing rolled his eyes.

"Don't start a fight." The divine Xiao Chen suddenly looked at the warlord, and said with a smile.

Looking at the divine Xiao Chen's golden eyes, the Warlord trembled for no reason.

This pair of pupils is really terrifying, making Zhanzhu feel that his whole body has been seen through.

And how did this young man know that he wanted to teach that inexhaustible god who knew no good or evil?

"Oh, why don't you listen to persuasion?" The divine Xiao Chen pointed out suddenly, and a little golden light shot out from his fingertips.

This golden light did not attack the Warlord, but landed in a strange position.

The warlord's pupils shrank suddenly, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead instantly.

Because the position where the golden light is located is exactly the right slope of him.

And I just wanted to make a move from this direction.

"Predict the future." The warlord immediately thought of these four words.

But this is too unbelievable, too scary.

Could this boy really be able to predict what will happen next?

In order to verify what he thought in his heart, a red light flashed in the pupils of the war master.