The emperor was desperate in the dark. He stopped struggling, but it did not mean that he could be at peace. The devouring power in the mirror space was very terrible, and the energy in the whole body and soul energy were constantly extracted and refined.

The emperor felt very tired and wanted to have a good sleep, but he was unwilling to give up and did not dare to act as a chess piece. He wanted to be a chess player, but he did not have any qualifications.

Fairy Wuqing suddenly shot out a mirror and transformed into an old man, the ancient mirror spirit and the mountain monster.

"Little kid, your little world is smelly, I can't stand it, so I came out by myself." Qi Ling said with a smile.

"Grandpa, can you tell me who I am?" Fairy Wuqing looked at the spirit of the weapon with a begging gaze.

Ning Caichen and Mengya showed surprised expressions.

The spirit of the weapon smiled awkwardly, then looked bitter and cleared his throat.

Gaze at the sky.

"You come down, or will I go up?"

"You won!"

The hunchbacked body of the tomb guard appeared in the sky and slowly landed. No matter how you look, they were all very old men.

Unable to see the cultivation of the tomb guardian, Ning Caichen and Mengya, Fairy Wuqing's face became solemn.

"You cheat and block the secrets of heaven. Otherwise, you will not fail in the dark." The gravekeeper's cold eyes shot out a fierce light.

The tombkeeper's body was filled with black air, and a breath of death enveloped the earth.

The spirit of death is rolling!

In an instant, the whole world turned into a hell of lush wind, and the howling of ghosts and wolves!

Countless souls roared in the aura of death, shouted, and cried.

All of them stopped fighting.

After all, it is definitely not easy for people who can turn the whole world into a sequel hell, and it is definitely a terrifying existence.

"Why don't you dare to tell the story of the little kid?" The spirit of the weapon became serious, and it was no longer the kind of strange and nonsensical cultivator.

Ning Caichen and Mengya only realized they were being fooled.

Relying on Ning Caichen's own energy, the emperor who fell into the trap was seeking death. After all, the one who controls the space to devour the magnetic field is extremely terrifying. The emperor who tastes it in the dark is seeking death.

As a result, the spirit of the instrument deliberately showed dense cracks, which naturally scared Ning Caichen and Mengya.

As a result, they were all pretending to be acting, and finally made the emperor faint.

"A treacherous guy, when you meet a weak guy, you can try it at will. When you meet an old enemy, you think that my biggest mentality is under control." The gravekeeper was also extremely angry and was furious by the emperor's pig brain in the dark.

"Tell me, who am I?" Fairy Wuqing drew his sword and pointed it at the tomb guardian. Only then did he know about the bad guy of the tomb guardian.

Mengya and Ning Caichen were also very puzzled. The gravekeeper was a bad guy, so why did he help him repeatedly?

Why not erase it while you are weak and eliminate future troubles?

"You two still can't figure it out? Even now, in his eyes, you are still an ant, you can kill him. It will make you sleep in the cemetery of gods and demons forever." The spirit of the artifact said lightly.

Ning Caichen and Mengya felt very uncomfortable when they heard this, but it was true that they were really an ant in the face of the gravekeeper and could be pinched to death.

"Who am I?" Fairy Wuqing asked the gravekeeper sternly?

"You should know what you are doing, ask me what I am doing?" The gravekeeper answered the question irrelevantly.

Fairy Wuqing burst into anger and waved her sword to attack.

Whoosh!

Cut the gravekeeper into millions of pieces.
Chapter completed!