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Chapter 1165 Yanbo Au, the Burial of Ten Thousand Clans

"What an amazing atmosphere. It seems that there are great figures in these ghosts who have resurrected." Xuanyuan Nanxing put down the silver flute and tried his best to calm his mood. The pain caused by bitterness is gone, but the battle with the Sword Emperor has caused a deeper impact. Perhaps there will be no improvement until he returns to the real material universe. Therefore, for the next period of time, we will rely on the power of the ghost army to overcome the level.

It was indeed a "passing through the barrier". The ancient ghost country blocked the Black Sea exports, fearing that the Black Sea atmosphere would pollute the entire country, but Meng Ke couldn't wait.

Even if she is protected by the divine ship, she will be eroded by dirty breath every moment in the Black Sea. Meng Ke’s cultivation is not high and her resistance is correspondingly low, so she must be sent back as soon as possible.

As for the original intention of this trip, it was to hunt dark ghosts, but the ghosts condensed at the moment had the mark of the Black Sea space. Even if they cultivated extremely high purity dark energy, there was still a trace of impurities left, which was not suitable for bringing back the real material universe and the source space to blend. If you want to succeed, you still need to enter the ancient ghost country to find a way.

"It's interesting. After my death, I sang praises and became the few saints in the world. I didn't expect that I would be able to be resurrected after years of isolation." With the surging and surging atmosphere, a young man who looked like a human was curiously looking at the baby condensed by spiritual power in front of him.

"Welcome to join the Xiongtu Legion." Xuanyuan Nanxing showed a friendly smile.

"Little guy, did you wake up this Holy Lord?" The young man also smiled, and both of them seemed harmless.

"Haha, I'm thick-skinned. I heard you laugh loudly, saying that you are a fool, and after you die, you actually sing praises. I thought you were a modest guy, but now it seems the opposite." Xuanyuan Nanxing ruthlessly poked the other party's old conscience and was fully alert.

"Uh. Anyway, all living beings have nothing to do, and they are whining all day long, pushing me to the position of the Holy Lord. If you feel guilty, you can't push others' kindness, don't you?" The young man was still laughing, and he took action without any warning. His figure shook and transformed into six arms.

"So that's it. You have been trying to get rid of the black and white millstone shackles. You have just formed and reached the level of a half-step king. Today I can summon you out, which is a feat." Xuanyuan Nanxing was still as moving as a mountain, and the silver flute in his hand buzzed. He spit out a dazzling sword light.

"Boom..."

The crazy shock wave spread, and the two figures retreated at the same time.

"It's not bad! The sword-divine intent, this ship, and some mixed forces to bless it, can easily offset the attack of this saint." The young man shook his arm, changed his steps under his feet, and instantly formed a afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, Nanxing was surrounded by twelve afterimages, and each afterimage gave people a very real feeling, like a mirror clone.

"Hmph, the afterimage is not true, so save it! Even if your way of existence is unique. Maybe you can escape control but cannot escape the suppression of the Black Sea. It is better to assist me to break a road and see if I can leave the Black Sea and go to the ancient ghost country. You may have the opportunity to open up a piece of sky and regain the glory of the past." Xuanyuan Nanxing felt that the guy who claimed to be the Holy Lord in front of him would not know when he would regain his murderous intent. The battle would come and go quickly. However, if he really fought, he might not lose with many first moves.

"If you deceive the world and steal reputation, you will bully the child." Unexpectedly, an idea erupted, but the strong woman who had walked out of the black fog had a giant sword hanging behind her, and she attacked the Holy Lord with layers of killing intentions.

"Hahaha, little girl, do you want to serve this Holy Lord?" The young man couldn't help but danced with a smile when he saw the beautiful woman walking towards him. He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't had a meat meal. If he could achieve a love affair in another lifetime, then his trip would not be resurrected in vain.

Unexpectedly, a majestic figure stood in front of the woman and said slowly: "If you guessed it wrong, it would be the famous Queen of Lingfeng in history. When the sword king of the Xialongli clan was alive, he admired Her Majesty the Queen. So let me fight for Your Majesty and deal with this junior in later generations who had never heard of the name."

"Dragon Li clan? In the long-standing era, it was a very powerful race. It can become the King of Swords, and its status is not below me." The woman said, shook her head and refused, "However, you should not underestimate me, nor should you regard me as a woman. As kings, we must shoulder heavy responsibilities, fight for race, fight for morality, and fight for ideals."

"Smack!"

The applause sounded, and the Holy Lord laughed: "Hahaha, it's wonderful, so wonderful. The little girls are interesting. If you want to get closer to this and the Holy Lord, come here quickly! You are still shy and find a reason for this or that. Tell me, you look good and just cold. If you were in my harem back then, you would probably be beaten to death by those intrigue women after not having lived for a few months."

"A being blinded, he actually took you to the position of the Holy Lord. You are so hateful, without any reserve as the Holy Lord." Her Majesty the Queen stretched out her hand, and a strong light shone through the cabin, and the sword was flowing down, so sharp that it was unbearable.

"Oh, little girl, you are serious. By the way, this Holy Lord is not a woman, what should I do with modesty?" The Holy Lord howled while resisting the invasion of the sword light: "Oh, I understand. You see that this Holy Lord is loved by all living beings and is jealous. Hahaha, then be my concubine! Our young couple are harmonious and smooth, and maybe they can create a ghost baby."

Even Xuanyuan Nanxing couldn't bear to listen to this. He really didn't know how he summoned a man to exist. He had a great atmosphere and was a gangster. Judging from his foundation, he might have been praised by all living beings for hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years, and he became an ancient god. Some people even established religions for him, and promoted the doctrine regardless of race, so that he could become a holy master and a god master, and his identity was indescribable.

"Okay, let's end this farce!" Xuanyuan Nanxing waved his hand, and the black and white millstone on his head slowly slid, and the dark energy around him was immediately cleared. The aura of the Holy Lord, Queen, and the King of Swords was stagnant.

"Tsk tsk, can we cut off our strength from the source? We can only suppress it in this ship. Thank you, yes, I am in a good mood today! I won't bother with you. By the way, there is a lot of blood food outside the ship. I will prepare 100,000 livestock for me, and I will enjoy it later." The young man yawned, raised his foot and flew onto the black and white millstone, regarded this place as a dragon bed, and fell to sleep.

"Robber." The Queen of Lingfeng glared at her, but in the end she did not take action, but looked at Xuanyuan Nanxing.

"Don't look at me, you have high autonomy, not losing your freedom. This black and white millstone is the manifestation of my power and the placenta of you new ghosts. Caring well for a while will be of great benefit to you. Moreover, I will leave soon. If you are willing to stay and take this place as your home, stay here, and be willing to open up a sky, and follow your wishes." Xuanyuan Nanxing did not hide the purpose of this trip. Even if he wanted to leave the ghost as the guardian of the divine ship, he would leave a good control to Kudori, and all the rest would be released.

"A Ghost Ancient Kingdom?"

The Lingfeng Queen got a lot of information from the level of consciousness and suddenly looked up and said, "Since you are going to Yanboao first, I advise you to make more preparations. It was once the territory of our Lingfeng tribe. I don't know what changes have happened after going through eternity. However, the powerful monks of our clan once predicted before their death that Yanboao would become the burial place of all races in the starry sea catastrophe."

At this moment, someone said, "Yes, the prophecy came true, Yanboao has indeed become the burial place of all races. Although I died in the Black Sea wave before that, I knew something about my life afterwards."

Following the words, a strong old man walked out, and was suddenly the saint sent out to find Kudori.

The old man bowed slightly, and his words were respectful: "Welcome to the resurrection of His Majesty the Queen. Your contribution to the Lingfeng clan and all races will also bring blessings to future generations. Your hometown once became the most peaceful place in the universe and formed an indispensable part of the life process."

The queen nodded slightly as a gift.

"Old man, why is the breath on your body somewhat similar to mine?" A voice came from the black and white millstone, and you could tell that it was a lazy guy after hearing the sound.

"That's because I am a follower of the Holy Lord, and every generation of saints is your believer. The first pope established your religion with you and created your image perfectly. Because when you were alive, you suppressed speech very much, and you were praised by the world. In addition, when you were killed, you killed dozens of ambitious officials, making the rule suddenly bright. Later generations of kings were very lucky to expand their power, making you more and more brilliant in the hearts of all living beings. I don't know when and when, and I was called the Holy Lord by later generations."

When the old man said this, the topic suddenly changed and said, "However, the middle and senior officials of the church know that you have a disgraceful side, and the real Holy Lord is actually a foolish monarch. When you were alive, we would support and praise anything that you tried your best to suppress.

"Hey, you old bastard, it turns out that you descendants are making fun of your ancestors and make me a religious tool for you. It seems that your church is full of people who deceive the world and steal the reputation." The Holy Lord grinned, wishing to come down and start a killing. However, he clearly felt that every time the black and white millstone under him could bring many benefits, which was crucial to stabilizing the body, so he was reluctant to move.

"The Holy Lord does not need to be angry, the past is all dusty. Speaking of which, at the beginning of the establishment of the church, your queen and concubines wanted to take the opportunity to fight for power and profit, but they acted too much, and their selfishness reached the extreme, but were forced to become selfless. After the doctrine was compiled, it carried too much luck in the world, as if it had its own arrangements. And your resurrection is also an opportunity to reform yourself." The saint said solemnly.

"Tsk, it's boring enough, what's the reform? What's the arrangement? It seems that you're too poisoned. This Holy Lord is very interested in the burial sites of all races. Maybe he can find his former rebellious ministers, and he will take the initiative to erase their hope of resurrection." The Holy Lord clenched his fist, and as his mood changes, he created one haze after another. He didn't say it casually, but really developed this heart.

Xuanyuan Nanxing touched his chin. From the conversation between these powerful ghosts, it is not difficult to hear where Yanboao is. No wonder a large number of ghosts are produced every year. It turns out that it is the end of the world before the birth of the Black Sea. Since there are so many leaders, we must explore it carefully.
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