I don't understand what Gong Xiqiu has been staring at his head.

It’s not that Kang Jishou has made achievements, right?

Chen Tang remembered those dark experiences of "shit is coming" in those years, and his expression was stiff, and he wanted to find someone to hold an umbrella now.

Jimo Qiu didn't know that Gongxi's enemy had been several times at this time, but he rode a red war horse like a line of fire and rushed out of the formation. He raised his hand and turned out weapons. He didn't know how to scold people, so he naturally didn't know how to scold the formation and provoke them. He just said, "Jimo Qiu, please give me advice."

Wu Xian, who had just discussed sending people: "..."

After experiencing the Xiaocheng Alliance and the Dragon Slaying Bureau, he was deeply impressed by this face: "Is it Gongxiqiu? No, he is not so young..."

Gong Xiqiu's temperament is very aggressive and wild, and he wishes to write the words "God is the eldest and my second" on his face, not taking anyone other than Chen Tang into consideration. This young general looked much gentler, at least not as rampant as him.

Wu Xian has confirmed the manpower to go out.

As Chen Tang expected, this person was brought by the national teacher.

only--

"This person, let me come!"

In front of everyone, a black hand bone suddenly poked out from the land and grabbed the general who was about to take the formation. This scene shocked the general's heart to jump half a beat. When he saw his feet clearly, he knelt on one knee without hesitation and shouted: "I have seen the leader!"

Wu Xian was shocked!

Leader?

The person who can be called this right now...

Wu Xian's heart was sank again and again.

Before this, he had no trace of the leader of the Immortal Sect, let alone the other party had been hiding underground! As the old voice sounded, the black bones broke out from the ground, and everyone saw the whole picture of the black bones. This skeleton was extremely wide, even if it was hunched over and had not yet stood up straight, it was as high as the shoulders of ordinary warriors. When it was completely stretched, it would stand out.

The black bone walked to the national master as if no one was around, and called out to the latter: "Uncle, let me do it."

The two of them are actually uncle and nephew.

But the national teacher said, "Why are you awake now?"

Heigu said, "Hey, I have to meet old enemies."

The national master glanced at the red color in front of the formation.

He said: "It's not one of those people back then, it should be the new high priest of the Gongxi clan. I heard about him before, but I never thought I would meet him so soon. You haven't fully awakened yet, and forcing you out will really not affect your body?"

The flames in Black Bone's eye sockets leaped a few times.

It seems to be more vigorous than before.

"That little effect is nothing."

Hearing the other party calling himself "Jimo", he felt his empty soul trembling. This clear experience has not been available for hundreds of years. The national master did not stop him when he saw that Hei Bo could not persuade him.

"Since that's the case, then you-go and tear him apart!"

Black bone raised his palm and patted the national teacher lightly.

Stepping past Wu Zu's head, he strode and meteors rushed towards Jimo Qiu. The closer he got, the louder the laughter of the air was, the clearer and sharper. I saw a cold wind on the plain without reason, and the two armies heard the sound of the wind, as if they were hiding countless lonely ghosts.

People with low concentration bent down and vomited on the spot.

As the wind grew stronger, countless black mist gathered towards the black bones, layer after layer upon layer on the surface of each bone. Every time it took a step, its flesh and blood became thicker. Until nine steps later, it suddenly turned into a tall and mighty man, wearing black martial armor, like a ghost general crawling out of the eighteenth level. It looked at Jimo Qiu and asked, "Jimo Qiu, people from the Gongxi clan?"

Its sound is weird.

There seemed to be a hundred and ten male and female voices speaking together.

"yes."

Jimo Qiu answered calmly.

I don't know which face the other person looks at.

Behind, Gong Xiqiu subconsciously tightened the wooden stick.

It was just because he saw that the Black Bone Martial Armor was not Martial Armor, but the densely packed human faces, including men and women, old and young, without exception, all looked at his elder brother with resentful eyes.
Chapter completed!