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Chapter 877 "Return"

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    In the ancient tomb world, all the tombs, all the bones, and all the disciples died with him under the influence of the Sacred Heart, and there was no trace of him, only the huge black and white skeletons of the underworld, the mustard ring of the Emperor Youming, and the mustard ring worn by Meng Qi.  The life and death pen trapped by the void knife technique and the Arctic True Dragon and Innate God Corpse who are still fighting.

    "It's really a map cannon weapon of mass destruction" Meng Qi thought with a bit of heartache.

    At this time, Mr. Lu Da lifted the lid of the coffin and closed the ancient bronze coffin on which the relics of the Sacred Heart lay, arousing the inscription reliefs on it, and lit three soul-sacrificing blue lamps, which were placed on the head and chest respectively.  And the position of the soles of the feet to prevent the heart from changing again.

    However, Su Wuming's figure was tall and slim, seemingly untouchable, holding a long sword, and attacked the Arctic True Dragon and the Innate God Corpse almost simultaneously, helping Master Yunhe, Shaolin Xuanbei and others to end the battle as soon as possible.

    Meng Qi didn't mix it up, but looked at the extremely oppressive Huangquan skeleton in front of him. It was completely black, with bony wings on its back, two horns on its head, and a total of 1,296 bones in its body, all of which flowed in subtle ways.  Its pure white light is like a ray of light in the dark night, a glimmer of life in death, but the four bones in it are different from others, there is a dark green in the pitch black, without a sense of sacredness or evil.

    They are two left and right hand bones, one rib and phalanx respectively.

    "Four bones of the underworld are missing, the most important one is with me, and the other three have fallen into the hands of the magician" Meng Qi, who had awakened the memory fragments of the Emperor Youming, knew it well, and despised Gao of the Impermanence School of Life and Death.  The imitation is too clumsy, it seems to be the original bones of Emperor Youming himself.

    After removing the bone in his left hand, Meng Qi held his breath, calmed down, concentrated his senses nearby, and carefully stretched out the bone in his palm.

    Just as this hand bone touched the nearby bones, it suddenly shone brightly, with a thick yellow blood, instantly enveloping the surroundings, and a feeling of scorching heat, destruction, or coldness and evil came from it, and Meng Qi was suddenly bounced away.

    The hand bones returned to their original positions, and streaks of blood-yellow light flashed on the huge bones, flowing in every position, making Meng Qi dizzy. The past memories and the imprints of reincarnation in previous lives seemed to become blurred.

    The blood-yellow light around Huangquan's skeleton flows and circulates like true essence and blood, exuding a sense of omnipresence, the surrounding void splits, and a blood-yellow river rushing quietly can be vaguely seen, with countless ghosts and ghosts in it.  He sinks and floats, his eyes are empty, and he will never be reborn forever.

    At this moment, the face of the "magician" Han Guang who was watching from the top of the mountain outside changed slightly, and waves of blood-yellow marrow light gushed out from the mustard ring in his hand, shaking the ground and lighting up the sky.

    Meng Qi felt something in his heart, turned his head suddenly, and saw Han Guang with the help of the connection between Huang Quan's skeleton and the remaining bones.

    Sure enough, the magician is here!  At first, Meng Qi thought about the oriole, just to prevent it from happening, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, but from the memory of Emperor Youming, after knowing that the three bones of the underworld fell into the hands of the magician, he guessed that he would probably watch quietly  Change, wait for the opportunity!

    Han Guang's eyes met Meng Qi's, and he felt the "call" from Huang Quan's bones to the items in his mustard seed ring, and then saw an invisible sword light suddenly appearing, stabbing down from the top of his head, and saw Mr. Lu Da turn his head  look.

    He Qi is indeed in the dark!  Han Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, and grasped the five fingers of his drooping right hand one by one. The surrounding space suddenly glowed with light waves, slowing down the invisible sword light. At the same time, three pitch-black bones flew out of the mustard seed ring and threw them towards the ancient tomb.  boundary.

    If they cannot escape because they are held by the bones of Huangquan, they will suffer heavy losses!

    The blood-yellow light on the mustard seed ring disappeared, and before He Qizhan arrived, before Mr. Lu Da swung his sword, Han Guang stepped back, his figure blurred, his sleeves fluttering, as if he had stepped into the long river of time,  Disappear.

    Three bones flew into the ancient tomb world, threw them into the bones of Huangquan, and returned to their respective positions. Once the original bones were separated, they turned into residues, as if all the vitality had been absorbed by the bones.

    Seeing this, Meng Qi let out a hey: "You have to pay for watching!"

    Creaking, creaking, the finally complete Huangquan skeleton trembled all over, the joints popped out a bunch of bone spurs hidden in the whiteness, each bone spur extended into the void, as if connected to many universes, and then, the huge ancient, majestic and lofty  The sacred and strange feeling surged out in a boundless manner, making Meng Qi who was nearby couldn't help shivering, even with the protection of the Lingbao Fire Knife.

    At this time, the bones of Huangquan seem to be everywhere, like the rules of heaven and earth, seem to be deep and subtle, seem to be constantly splitting, seem to be immortal, and the breath of legend rushes towards us!

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    Boom!

    ?In Nine Nethernesses, the blood-yellow river runs through every layer and every secret realm, flowing quietly, unchanging from ancient times, sinking into everything that is trapped in it. Suddenly, the water of the underworld boils, breakingWhen ??, there is also a default order of selection.

    All of a sudden, all eyes were on Mr. Lu Da.

    Mr. Lu Da smiled slightly: "This old man is enough for one sword and one person. He is not fake, but as the owner of Thrushcross Villa, he still has to make some accumulation for his disciples and grandchildren."

    He pointed to the pile of items: "The old man can take 30%."

    "It's not enough, senior has to take 50% anyway." Meng Qi shook his head like a rattle, this is the main force!  The selection is still the least "valuable" part!

    Mr. Lu Da's expression was calm: "That's 40%. If the old man wants to 'test the sword' with the bones of Huangquan in the future, you can't shirk."

    The implication is that Huang Quan's skeleton belongs to Meng Qi.

    "The junior is extremely happy." Meng Qi said with a smile.

    Mr. Lu Da looked at the bronze coffin where the Sacred Heart Remains was located, pondered for a moment and said: "The relics of the sages cannot be desecrated, why not choose a good place to bury him again."

    "The rest of the place may be robbed again, so why not bury it near the Thrushcross Villa, with the owner guarding it, so that the Sacred Heart will not be disturbed, and it will also allow people from Changle Academy to come to worship in a fair manner," Master Yunhe suggested.  , he is no stranger to Heart Sage, not only has the "Middle Ancient History" brought by the Mo Palace, but he has also spent time to fully understand the current situation of the main world.

    Meng Qi and the others didn't object, because if they guarded the relics of the Sacred Heart, once they encountered a dead body, it would be tantamount to seeking their own death, and Su Wuming could be "everywhere".  It is much faster from Thrushcross Villa to Xijiange.

    After the discussion was over, Mr. Lu Da took 40% of the treasures of Emperor Youming, and then Su Wuming said indifferently: "I also want 40%."

    He is not interested in corpses.

    No one objected, it was Master Yunhe's turn, he looked around with piercing eyes, as if he was reluctant to part with everyone, and said with great effort: "The old man wants this real dragon corpse."

    This can refine many good things!

    "Okay!" Without waiting for him to say anything else, Meng Qi immediately agreed, blocked his words, and then looked at Xuan Bei and said, "Master, this corpse of a congenital god is equal to a false evil god of the underworld. It has the power of life and death.  It can help 'Moke Fumo Fist' understand by analogy, and he is full of hostility and obsession, which just needs to be resolved by Buddhism."

    Xuan Bei knew his disciple's mind, and Amitabha Buddha said: "It's very good."

    After the Shaolin monks put away the sealed innate god corpse, He Qi looked around gratefully, because he knew Mr. Lu Da, Su Wuming, Xuan Bei and other monks had all given in to him.

    The background of Donghai Jianzhuang is relatively shallow, and what He Qiyi cultivates is formless and phaseless sword energy. Apart from the sword talisman transformed by the dharma body in front of him and the sword array for protecting the village, there is no magic weapon. The closest thing to the magic weapon is the sword Gu talisman  Ling, because of this, they have always favored An Donghai. At this time, Mr. Lu Da, Su Wuming, Xuan Bei and others did not choose the brush of life and death, obviously leaving it to He Qi.

    After He Qi put away the pen of life and death, Meng Qi smiled and looked at Jiang Zhiwei: "It's your turn."

    They are the backup or the defense, and they all have their own functions.

    Jiang Zhiwei glanced at him, and with a tacit understanding, put away the remaining 20% ??of the items. Anyway, everyone can use whatever is available, and good deeds can also be borrowed.

    After dissipating other harvests, Meng Qi turned his head and looked at the huge Huangquan skeleton. It was pitch black and pure white, and the strangeness was dotted with holiness!

    The legacy of the legendary power!  This is the main material that can refine peerless magic weapons!

    Putting away the bones, the party left the ancient tomb world, and this place is truly dead.

    ps: Revised a previous clerical error, Chapter 369 "Two Swords Combined" is the human immortal Su Wuming, not the earth immortal.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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