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Chapter 817: Mark of the Soul-devouring Beast

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    The withered bone ferryman slowly stood up from the altar.

    She seemed to be looking out of the sky, the invisible, inaudible, and inaccessible place, and the scent of incense slowly emerged from her body.

    The yin life borrowed from the ghost is slowly dissipating, and she seems to have begun to recover.

    Just slowly, she became more and more confused and at a loss.

    The induction in the dark told her again.

    Hades Emperor revived.

    But this time, the Underworld Emperor is no longer a rambunctious one.

    The name Minghuang and Minghuang have always been regarded as the same meaning by default.

    Because in the beginning, Minghuang was indeed the Emperor of the Underworld.

    And Minghuang is also a bird.

    The birth and death of the raven will only be Nirvana, and will never really die. No matter how Nirvana is, the last thing that exists will always be the raven.

    The Underworld Emperor has always been that one, the only difference is that every nirvana may be slightly different.

    Since the last time, she felt that something was weird, but she couldn't say it, she couldn't be sure.

    After so long, Hades finally fully recovered.

    No, it shouldn't be about recovery, it should be about the appearance of the new Underworld Emperor.

    It is a completely different existence from the raven.

    This is a change that has never been seen in ancient times.

    She doesn't know whether it's good or bad, she can't stop it, she can't influence it, this has become a general trend.

    The bone ferryman began to recover, and there were other unknown changes between the heaven and the earth, which also happened silently.

    In the Land of Eternal Night, the blind and blind monk walked barefoot in the world of ice and snow. He sighed in a low voice, chanted the Buddha's name, and continued on his way.

    Some time ago, the ominous and evil reappeared again, and someone entered it, and he could sense the terrifying power like the coming of the sun, which was not like the world.

    He was powerless, unable to stop it at all.

    First, there is no such power, and second, there is no time to stop it.

    Tian Luanyu, the new tripod bearer of the Great Ying God Chaotian Clan, is known as the second sword lord. He is proficient in Sizi Jue, and his practice has reached the level of perfection.  Occurs in the Arctic Ice Fields.

    This kind of terrible escapism is completely unreasonable, and no one can stop it.

    This alone is enough for the Tian family to guarantee peace for ten thousand years in the future, and no one dares to push the Tian family into a hurry.

    At that time, he couldn't stop him, but this time, Zhang Zhengyi came to the Land of Eternal Night again, and the blind monk didn't want to stop him.

    It's useless to stop it, it's like a mantis' arm is like a cart, after all, he can't stop everything that is coming.

    Ever since the chaos in the Land of Eternal Night last time, he knew that this day would come sooner or later.

    He told the great god who had never met before, but the other party didn't say anything, and remained silent the whole time.

    He didn't know what the Great God was thinking, anyway, he knew that the Great God especially didn't want the Underworld Emperor to recover.

    Because the recovery of the Underworld Emperor is not just the recovery of the Underworld Emperor.

    Now, that great god may have other ideas, and the blind monk will naturally not care about it anymore, and it is good to leave a good relationship

    In the deepest part of the Land of Eternal Night, the place where there is no light at all, where you can't see your fingers, it's a forbidden place for living beings.

    In the dark, something seems to wake up.

    His eyes crossed the barrier of the big world, looking at the starry sky.

    He saw the stars shining, saw the brilliance of a star, slowly dimmed until it was completely extinguished.

    After the stars shone slightly, everything seemed different.

    A long and quiet sigh resounded between heaven and earth.

    "It's so cruel"

    "I believe it now, he is not the Fujun at all, and the Fujun is not so ruthless."

    ?Taiwei Heavenly Emperor, taking precautions and arranging for eternity, is ready when the lights are exhausted, waiting for his return one day in the future.

    His arrangement has indeed played a role. He turned into a sea of ??thoughts, endless reincarnation, neither increasing nor decreasing, and always maintaining that state.

    He also waited until, after the extinction, a guy who was qualified to be a tool man finally appeared in the Great Wilderness.

    Unfortunately, he didn't expect that Qin Yang would appear.

    I never thought that tool people also have their own pride.

    So much so that in the end, it fell short.

    If it's just like this, that's all. The role of a tool manMouth.

    The huge octopus I had seen before appeared again.

    He swallowed all the boiling undead on the sea in one gulp, then grabbed the nearby undead, and swallowed them together with the undead on their respective ships.

    The huge octopus had a full meal. Suddenly, it seemed to notice something. It looked back at Qin Yang's direction, and immediately continued to escape into the sea and disappeared.

    Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly feeling all this.

    The lone boat under his feet was out of his control at all, and carried him all the way to the water curtain.

    The moment when the lone boat goes upstream and boards the water curtain.

    The surrounding scene changed instantly.

    Qin Yang came back to his senses, he was lying in the yard of the Jedi Manor, basking in the sun happily.

    The sun is just right, and the tip of the nose can still smell the aroma of freshly brewed spring tea.

    Qin Yang rubbed his head and sat up a little absentmindedly.

    "I am asleep?"

    At the same time, Qin Yang stood on the lone boat with a dull expression, letting the lone boat carry him forward.

    And near the top of this water curtain, a chubby bald man with dull eyes was sitting on an open book.

    The book turned a page by itself, and writing appeared on it automatically.

    "Qin Yang woke up from his afternoon nap and rubbed his head in a daze" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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