Chapter 826

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The teacher has never encountered such a situation before, and he suddenly waved his sleeves and looked into the ice coffin with a pale face-

Suddenly, he met a pair of black to purple eyes.

Stepping Xianjun sat up slowly from the coffin, his face was ice-white, and his lips had not recovered blood. He seemed to be carved out of cold jade, condensed from a secluded spring, and even the black robe embroidered with gold threads was covered in cold mist, and the brilliance seemed to freeze on him.

Stepping Xianjun raised his hand, his slender and pale fingertips rested on the edge of the coffin, and then he turned his eyes and his eyes fell on the teacher.

"..."

Rao knew that he was his master, but under the gaze of such Senhan, the teacher still involuntarily took a half step back.

"You..." The throat is moving, and the teacher is calm, "I finally woke up."

Step Xianjun didn't answer, his face was extremely gloomy, even more unpredictable than before.

He was panting, his back was soaked with cold sweat, and Zongshi Mo's last smile was still shaking in front of his eyes - he closed his eyes, trying to perceive whether there were unnecessary three souls and six souls in his body, but it was obviously not just by feeling. can get the answer.

The teacher stood next to him and saw that his expression was different, and he quickly stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, reciting the mantra silently in his mouth, soothing the restlessness in the heart of Xianjun.

"How is it?" After a round of Zhenling Mantra, the teacher stared at his face and asked.

Stepping Xianjun did not answer immediately. After a long time, he raised his hand and moved his five fingers. The well-trimmed fingernails were like frozen ice, impervious to the slightest blood.

He got up from the coffin.

"I seem to have had a very long dream..." Ta Xianjun said the first sentence in a hoarse voice.

The teacher's eyes are very vigilant: "It's all fake."

The emperor's black robe was like clouds, and his gold threads were like water. He stepped out of the coffin with a gloomy expression: "I think so too."

He stared at the teacher, and the teacher also stared at him. After a while, the teacher whispered tentatively: "Do you still remember who you are?"

"..."

A little silence.

The cold and handsome man seemed to chuckle a little, and his thin lips opened and closed: "Why don't you remember. Stepping on the Immortal Emperor, the ink is burning and the ink is raining."

He paused slightly, lowered his eyelashes, and gave a lazy salute to the teacher who was stretched to the extreme: "I would like to serve the master."

There seemed to be a flash of ecstasy in the eyes of the teacher, but he still did not dare to relax, he took out a spar from the Qiankun bag. That thing shone with azure brilliance and had a strange appearance. It was the most powerful spar used to test the spiritual power of cultivators.

His throat was twitching, and with some kind of earnest anticipation, he walked over and handed the spar into the hands of Ta Xianjun.

"Can you light it up?"

"..." Stepping Xianjun glanced at the stone coldly, and said slowly, "What's so difficult." The voice fell, and his fingers were already clenched, and the meridians in his hands bào suddenly.

In an instant, the most powerful spiritual current in the world was poured into it, and the spar was instantly shining, not to mention that there were even fissures on the surface.

The teacher held his breath, his eyes stared at the stone, and he did not move for a while.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of "pop" was heard, and the stubborn green stone actually burst and shattered between the pale and narrow fingers of Ta Xianjun, and then was shaken to ashes by the fierce spiritual power——

into ashes! !

"What is this?" Step Xianjun casually puffed a pinch of powder between his fingers and sneered, "Not playing around."

The teacher suddenly loosened, he took a few steps back, and almost sat down on the stone bench beside him.

This... is the most powerful combat power in the world... At this moment, is it finally back to him?

The teacher couldn't hold back, the tremors changed from subtle to violent, and the dim light in the stone room reflected his peerless face, is it ecstasy? Or relieved? The light swayed, and the light was not so clear, even treacherous.

After a long time, I saw the teacher buried his face in his hands and murmured in a low voice: "Mother, did you see it? I did it."

He suddenly seemed a little crazy, got up suddenly, and moved towards the four walls of the empty dàngdàng, towards this stone room where there was no third person except him and Ta Xianjun, and shouted almost hoarsely: "Did you see it? Hurry up. Now! Have you all seen it?"

No one should talk to him, he laughed out loud in this empty secret room, and when he laughed and laughed, tears flowed down - it was a drop of golden tears.

It is exactly the same as Song Qiutong, the former sphenoid beauty.

Chapter 289 [The Peak of Life and Death] Visiting the old half as a ghost

The nightmare of the cultivation world has become more and more insane in the past few days. The Zhenlong chess game spreads like a plague in the world. The people behind the scenes are like lunatics, and they are not picky about the identity of the host at all. Whether it is an elderly person or a small child, they are all kept in the tent.

With such a wide net, no one can guess what he wants to do.

Some people sadly asked Tianyin Pavilion for help, but Tianyin Pavilion owner suddenly said that he was not sick, even if someone fled and died of starvation in front of the pavilion, the door would not be opened. Gradually, these people finally came to the realization with great reluctance—perhaps they were wrong from the beginning.

But it was too late. Mo Zongshi died, Chu nightning's whereabouts were unknown, the peak of life and death collapsed, and the major sects were overwhelmed. The astonishing speed permeated the entire cultivation world.

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