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Chapter 874 The wedding dress has awakened, the fragrance of the incense master

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    That fiery radiance, as if he was afraid that others would not see him, and coupled with that special charm, it can be confirmed at a glance that the other party is Taihao Tiandi's subordinate.

    There is nothing to say, just do it.

    Anyway, you've already made an enemy, so don't pretend.

    Shura couldn't hold back at all, but thought of the last time he was impulsive and almost ruined a major event, so he asked first this time.

    Now that Qin Yang's words have come to this point, there is nothing to hesitate.

    Shura directly pulled out the spine sword, and it seemed like a beast had come out of the gate, turning into a black light and rushing out.

    Qin Yang drooped his eyelids slightly, stepped forward quickly, and his figure turned into an afterimage, chasing after him.

    It's just the revived momentum, Qin Yang roughly judged that the frontal combat power of this Ju Yaoxing Lord must be much higher than that of the gray bald head.

    If you let him recover for a period of time, given the current situation in the realm of the dead, this guy will become a strong man in the first rank of combat power.

    And now, he is just a lagging dog whose body and strength have just recovered, and his consciousness has not yet recovered.

    If you don't take the opportunity to press him to death at this time, you will definitely be out of your mind.

    Light and heat bloomed unscrupulously, the surface of the huge body, like a big sun, was constantly rolling, the strength was also rising in a straight line, and the fluctuation of consciousness began to appear, this guy was about to recover.

    Aobai carried the stele of Yuanqiao on his back, coupled with his huge body over one hundred thousand feet, after the impact, the force engulfed in it was enough to destroy the world.

    He slammed into it with a roar, and the purest terrifying power caused ripples visible to the naked eye, and each ripple contained an impact comparable to the explosion of a wrecking ball.

    The giant's huge body was slightly bent, and the power in the body began to disintegrate uncontrollably, and a magma-like liquid sprayed out, completely covering its body.

    The power that he could not control completely collapsed, and he could no longer maintain his human form. Countless things like bright magma roared and roared, setting off huge waves.

    The waves rolled backwards and continuously converged towards the center. The humanoid giant turned into a big sun in an instant.

    Shura looked like he was insane, holding the spine sword in both hands, gritted his teeth and slashed down with the sword.

    The anger in his heart resonated with the power, and he slashed out with a sword, as if a gray-black galaxy emerged.

    The hatred in his heart turned into countless distorted faces. They were his fellow disciples. The members of the Demon Sect back then, their vision, their hatred, their hatred and anger towards the Three Heavenly Emperors, are all inherited in the present.  on Shura.

    All the visions, all the artistic conceptions, finally turned into a unified idea, and shouted loudly, like thousands of demons weeping blood.

    "kill!"

    At this moment, Shura finally felt a kind of joy, and the obsession in his chest gushed out in one go.

    He finally felt that he had lost everything, even if he lost his memory, he could feel what his fellow disciples had done for him.

    He pursed his lips, his face was distorted by extreme anger, and he was about to explode because of guilt. A tear of blood slipped from the corner of his eye and fell into the Milky Way.

    "The Road of Weeping Blood!"

    With a click, the gray-black galaxy, following a drop of blood and tears, immediately turned into a river of blood, and countless distorted faces stood up from the river of blood. They turned into the ancestors of the Demon Sect, adhering to the unified belief.

    rushed towards Mr. Juyaoxing.

    Ju Yao Xingjun, who had just collapsed and turned into a great sun, was forcibly cut off by a road of weeping blood at this moment!

    At the same time, Mr. Ju Yaoxing's consciousness finally recovered, and after realizing what he was going through, his anger naturally rose.

    The severed sun began to burn violently, and all the power began to collapse towards the center. The two halves of the sun seemed to be colliding again and forcibly fused into one.

    Qin Yang turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the core of the two halves of the sun expressionlessly, allowing the two halves of the sun to merge towards the center.

    He stretched out his hands, one hand on one side, and touched the big suns on both sides. It seemed that he wanted to forcibly block the fusion of the two halves of the big sun with his own strength.

    However, the two halves of the great sun were not entities, and the furious Juyao Xingjun roared and exploded with his own power, even if it was out of control, it was enough to kill a person inside.

    Qin Yang pressed against the center, but couldn't hold back the edge. The split sun turned into lava radiating bright light, converging and merging together, completely enveloping Qin Yang in the center of the sun.

    ??? came.

    "This little devil is really vicious!"

    "Don't try to crack the trap casually, try to bypass it if you can!"

    "Don't touch that thing! Don't"

    On the top of the mountain, Xiao Qi held a metal-like incense stick between his hands, muttering to himself.

    "Let's try this first"

    A drop of hard work dripped on the incense sticks, which forced the power level of the incense sticks to rise by half a level. With the addition of this purple gold incense burner of the Taoist level, the overall magical society has almost climbed to a level.

    The dish curled up with the fragrance and disappeared into the sky. Xiao Qi talked to himself to the incense burner.

    "Qin Yang!"

    "Hey, hello, Bailiqi is calling Qin Yang!"

    "Please answer if you hear it."

    "No way" After a long time, more than half of the incense sticks were burned, and there was no reaction. Xiao Qi squatted in front of the incense burner with a sad face, a little discouraged.

    Suddenly, a voice came from the curling fragrance, the voice was not very clear, as if echoing from a very far away place.

    "Xiao Qi?"

    Xiao Qi opened his eyes wide and hurriedly replied.

    "Qin Yang!"

    "Ah, it's Xiaoqi, how did you contact me?"

    "I made a spiritual incense." After Xiao Qi finished speaking, he was a little depressed, and his voice became lowered a lot: "The inheritance of the incense master said that the spiritual incense is used to worship the dead, and it can bring your own words to the world.  The other party, in this case, it means that you are dead, doesn't it?"

    "Yeah, I'm dead, but it doesn't matter. I'm in the Realm of the Dead now. After a while, when I find my way, I'll go back. I heard Jin Long say, you've gone to the Fragrance Realm, right?"

    "Eh? The Realm of the Dead? Is there really a Realm of the Dead? Qin Yang, you wait, I'll come to you soon." Xiao Qi's eyes lit up, and he blurted out.

    "Don't make trouble!" Qin Yang was taken aback, and quickly stopped her: "I'm looking for a way, I'll go back when I find it, don't come here, it's very big here, it's easy to get lost, if you come, maybe I won't  I haven't seen you for eight thousand years, just wait, I will definitely go back, don't mess around."

    "No nonsense, someone is coming to kill me. I can't seem to beat them, and I can't run away. The materials I found are used to make this spiritual incense." Xiao Qi's tone did not have much despair, but revealed  With a little joy, I don't think there is anything bad about death.

    "The incense of the incense master, wait a moment" Qin Yang tried to follow the induction and let his consciousness fly.

    His consciousness, feeling the guidance, drifted all the way, and slowly, he felt the breath of the world of the living, and also felt a kind of severe rejection.

    His consciousness fell according to the guidance, and the smoke condensed into his figure, turning into a phantom.

    Qin Yang raised his head and glanced at the sky, he saw that Ben Lei was already condensing, and Thunder Tribulation was brewing.

    "No, I just came to a little consciousness, as for?"

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