"King of Ying?" The corpse king Yuen Long spitted out two words.

Master Hathuri nodded solemnly.

"Young King." Yuen Long's voice murmured.

Hathuri understood Yuen Long's mood very well.

He also sighed.

It seems that his previous idea was going to be ruined.

The foreign monk's desire to destroy the court is not dead.

There are the remains of the Han Emperor in front of it.

Here comes another descendant of the British King of Heaven.

He will never admit his mistake.

General Yuen Long also recognized it.

Nothing else.

The appearance is so similar.

The special scent of the heavenly kingdom of heaven is also very similar, but it just did not reach the level of the King of England at that time, and the memories left by the King of Heaven to them were too deep.

He became the master of Shuliu at only 20 or 7 years old. What's even more terrifying is that he is good at military and military war art. After each large-scale war victory, he will accept the dead on both sides to transform them into a large-scale holy army of varying strengths and weaknesses into his Dharma Realm, making his military power as powerful as a snowball. With this power, magic and magic power, the King of Ying was Optimus Prime of the Heavenly Kingdom in the late period after the chaos and division occurred in the Tianyi country. When the Heavenly Kingdom was destroyed, he almost turned the tide. Finally, in order to deal with the British king and the powerful holy army of hundreds of thousands of people in his war Dharma Realm, the Thirteen Corpse Kings under Taizu gathered with countless shamans and masters of Shuliu in the Nanguo, and paid a considerable price to kill him.

Shortly after King Ying died, the Tianjing City of Heaven was destroyed.

It's only a few years later.

A royal tribe that split from the kingdom of heaven was also destroyed.

Looking back on the corpse king Yuen Long, I was still scared.

King Ying grew up too fast, and after understanding the essence of his art, the Taoist military and military killing, it was timely to organize all their forces to target the killing. Otherwise, if he delayed a few more wars, he would be able to break through to the Grandmaster in the face of battle, and he would be able to achieve the realm of the Immortal Family? The result is imaginable.

"King of England." Hathorri smiled.

A cold light flashed in his eyes.

"General Yuen Long."

The corpse king Yuen Long said: "Before he has not become a master, it will be a big problem."

"Kill!" "Kill!"

Yuen Long said again: "Kill them all."

"It's better to find a way to push it to the Southern Swordsman."

Hathuri said: "This is the South."

"The Qianshan Temple of Taoist Master Tianhe is the Southern Taoist School."

"Just let him do the aftermath. If you move the place where the incident happened, try to pretend to be Shangqing. Zhengyi or Lingbao will do it completely without any problem."

The two strong men are determined to kill together.

In the moment, above the Lingjiang River, there was murderous aura everywhere between the two ships.

Hathuri no longer conceals his hostility.

Release momentum to attract attention.

Secretly ask the power of the immortals and gods to start setting up the barrier.

At the same time, the mind was moved and the magic weapon placed by Taoist Master Tianhe.
Chapter completed!