The Emperor Descending the Heavens

"The kid must have been hiding from us and went to the ancient city of Treasure. Otherwise, it ’s useless for him to practice for so long!"

"Just ..."

"Let's go and see the ancient treasure city ..."

The top five martial arts clamored, but the other small martial arts didn't know what happened to the ancient treasure city.

When the top five martial arts leaders planned to go to the treasure city, they suddenly heard an exclaim.

"Look, what are those?"

A sudden shout drew everyone's attention.

Looking closely, they were all mothers.

"My mother! What's that, skeleton ... zombie?"

Looking around, white, silver, gold, and zombies gathered towards them.

Count it down, there are 100,000 ...

One hundred thousand death legions, surrounded by hundreds of practitioners, can be imagined.

That moment.

The high-ranking Xuntianzong who was fighting the dozens of gray-clad men was also shocked to stop the action in his hand.

"this is……"

Looking at the nearly 100,000 death legions, their pupils suddenly shrank, and they took a deep breath.

To their shock, they are still behind ...

"Look, those disciples who aren't our martial arts? They ... how ... are they zombies?"

The wild monks took another breath.

One hundred thousand deaths.

Thirty percent are zombies made up of the dead monks.

The others are all different colors of skulls, and most of them are white.

"This ... what the **** is going on, why are they all dead?"

Just as they were shocked, the dozens of gray robes flew away into black smoke.

"Kill them!"

With a loud shout, the Death Corps swarmed up.

All the treasure hunting sentiments of the barbaric monks were overwhelmed at this moment.

In an instant, I was caught in a scuffle.

There are dozens of gray robes who personally control the death skeleton.

Although the movement of the death skeleton became agile, he jumped up and down in the air.

Although, those low-level skeletons exist in the cannon fodder level.

But a swarm of rushes is enough to cause a lot of psychological shadow.

Li Xuntian stood up in the air, looking at the scene gloomily.

Suddenly there was a feeling of being played, and it was very strong in my heart.

Qin Yu left and did not return.

They were the only two Qinmen executives who didn't follow.

And if you think about it, did the other person introduce them here?

Thinking of this, his face became more gloomy.

"Boy, how dare you play me?"

Impatient Li Xuntian, with a wave of his robe, a piece of death skull instantly turned into gray flying.

This scene made the pupils of the gray robes shrink.

"Master, why didn't he come?"

"My lord asked me to lead the Death Corps first, and he will come later!"

When the gray robes heard it, they stared at Li Xuntian, his face suddenly sinking, and there was a strange smile in his eyes.

"Go, drag this person ..."

"Yes!"

The gray robes suddenly rushed up and turned into black smoke, surrounded by Li Xuntian.

An unprecedented battle for death was staged.

Thousands of miles away.

The aura of heaven and earth in the entire world is still flowing in the same direction, and this trend is getting more and more intense with time.

Originally, this obvious change easily attracted the attention of the gray robe man.

However, due to the death of the wild monks, they attracted the attention of all the gray robes.

This just created a great opportunity for him to break through.