Now, He is returning.

It's time to wake up this dream.

"laugh!"

As the sound of tearing was heard, the Seven Tree Emperor closed his eyes and felt the sky spinning and was crushed into pieces in an instant.

As a "person", the body, spirit and mind, as well as the realm that has been cultivated for thousands of years, are all cleared.

He...it turned into seven blood-colored lights and flowed into the body of the Yin Yin.

"boom!"

So, the air waves rolled over the ghost Buddha realm.

When people looked at it again, they saw that ancient legends had been confirmed to reality. The posture of the ancestor of the arts after they were transformed into a sect clearly emerged from ancient books and pictures.

On the blood-colored skull throne, the sarcastic Yin stood proudly, holding the chest and looking arrogant, holding the sky with one hand, holding the blood world bead with the other hand, holding the evil sin bow with the other hand, and seven blood trees on the waist and back were rooted, with lush crowns hanging on the ghost corpse, connecting all living beings from all walks of life, showing the beauty of hideous and strangeness.

"Scholar..."

"No, the Yin of the Evil, this is the Yin of the Evil!"

At this point, the way of fighting that can be understood and accepted by the new ancestor god has become a past tense.

At this moment, when the ancient ancestor god also planned to open up the firepower, the unreal illusion was condensed in real time, and the world felt that the war of gods came to a complete arrival.

"Shennong Baicao, your death is here."

Looking at the slanted eyes of the monkey, the three big eyes were all facing each other, which was the direction of the Holy Palace of Siling Mountain.

Wow!

The wind sounded softly.

In the horror of the world, an old man wearing an old sweatshirt with a hunched back appeared out of nowhere and said casually:

"Little guy, don't even call out the 'sen'?"

The old man raised his head high, looked at the true body of the Yin that was several times taller than him, reached out to measure his waist and ribs, and smiled:

"When you were so big and polite, you swallowed a Bodhi fruit from the ancient tomb of Yuxian Tooth Cave. When you were enlightened, you kowtowed to the 'senius corpse' and bowed three times!"

"The technique turns into evil spirits. Have you forgotten these 'books' that respect the elders before you?"

The ghost is unmoved.

He had long realized that the origin of his art species, the art species contained the spirit, and the three methods of change in art species were all calculated by the medicine ancestor Shennong and herbs.

So what?

The past is not blamed, I only look at the future.

It is better to be broken jade than to be full of tiles, then this is... the evil spirit!

The monkey blinked his human-shaped ant under his body, and he was different from each other and didn't even bother to talk about a word of nonsense. He freed up his hands with his chest and pointed his fingers to make a decision:
Chapter completed!