shake the sky

Chapter 882

Luxurious palace, resplendent and magnificent, this is a huge manor, prosperous and beautiful, with very extravagant decoration.

But the inside of the palace was as dark as ink, with a gloomy feeling. At this time, the door was opened, and the sunlight reflected inside. Although the gloom dissipated a lot, a man with disheveled hair was revealed.

The person who came was trembling all over. This was the former High Priest in Red Clothes. He had changed into this appearance since he got a rare item from ancient China decades ago.

Many people thought he was crazy, but anyone who said he was crazy died strangely the next day, it can be said that he was lifeless, and there was almost any cause of death, as if his soul had been taken away.

This person is a certain high-ranking person with great power, but he is extremely afraid of the Great Hierarch. He walked over tremblingly and said respectfully: "Dear Hierarch, our country is in trouble, and we need your help."

His hair was disheveled and his eyes were blood red. After looking up at him, he said sullenly, "Are you ready for the price?"

The country needed help, but he demanded a price. If he were a person, he would probably disappear from the world, but he did not dare to defy it.

"One hundred young women, get ready." He was a little trembling, the price of the shot was to have a living person, although he didn't know what he was going to do, but he was very clear that the hundred people would not live for a few days.

"Very good, tell me his name." The High Priest in Red was a little satisfied and said grimly.

"It's called Yang Tian and Qing Xiaoyue, a man and a woman!" Hearing this, this person was even more afraid, even more afraid than seeing the great leader in red, even this name scared him a lot.

He saw with his own eyes that this person stomped his foot, and the entire base was wiped out. This is simply a god-like energy. The country sensed the crisis and wanted to get rid of him at all costs.

"It's a Chinese, didn't I tell you, don't provoke this country, they are not easy to mess with!" The heavy voice of the great priest in red sounded.

He once went to Wudang Mountain to play, and a young Taoist priest provoked him. The big priest in red was furious instantly and killed him directly, but he did not expect to provoke the birth of an old Taoist priest, and he almost didn't come back alive.

That old Taoist priest was terrible, he kept pointing out, and almost pierced his forehead bone. If he hadn't got a treasure from ancient China, he would have been finished.

"My lord, this time is about the survival of the country, and I have prepared a thousand young people this time!" He was very puzzled as to why the great leader in red would be afraid of people from that country, but he still smiled apologetically.

"One thousand, very good." The great leader in red nodded, and said with a proud face: "Go away, you will know the news of his death later."

"Thank you sir, thank you very much." He nodded quickly, retreated happily, and closed the door.

"Qing Xiaoyue, Yang Tian!" The great priest in red smiled coldly, a little ferocious, but sometimes he was afraid of Taoist priests in ancient China, those people were very scary.

"When I become a master of life and death, I must go to ancient China to avenge my shame!"

The muffled voice of the Great Hierarch in red sounded, and in his hand was a jet-black book, and on it were engraved three ancient Chinese characters, life and death!
This thing was the outbreak of a world war, and it should have been circulated many times. It was obtained by the great priest in red. He studied it for decades before he found a way.

But this kind of knowledge can make him feel bad, this thing can actually determine life and death!
After learning of this great secret, he secretly studied ancient Chinese culture, consulted many ancient books, and knew that this thing turned out to be the life and death book of the legend of the Netherworld in ancient mythology. As long as he wrote a name on it, he could judge life and death. !
These things from the age of mythology, unexpectedly found that in the real society, the great priest in red was quite frightened, and he also understood this. Three books!
Determine life and death, control the gods, command all things, the three books are the treasure of chaos!
The trembling palm of the great priest in red opened the book of life and death. In a blank night, he took out a writing brush. This is a very old writing brush, which was looted by the great powers of various countries in ancient China during the World War.

He knew that this life and death book needed a judge's pen, but he couldn't find it, so he had to find one instead.

"Yang Tian, ​​Qing Xiaoyue, right? I like this woman's name!" The patriarch in red is like Lord Hades, in charge of people's life and death. His ambition is very big, to be the supreme king of heaven and earth!
Three horizontal lines and one vertical line, the great priest in red took the pen, wrote a green character, and then began to engrave the small characters.

Far away in that desert, Yang Tian had already left, and now he had returned to Mount Tai at a terrifyingly fast speed.

"Brother Yang Tian, ​​what should they do if they come again? Xiaoyue is scared." Seeing that he was going to retreat, Qing Xiaoyue pouted her lips, very unhappy.

Does she know anyone else in this place? She is almost bored to death in five days, and she doesn't want to stay here.

Hearing this, Yang Tian hesitated for a while, and said: "No, the injury on my body can be suppressed here, I need to practice for a while, or I will send you back to your hometown."

"Ah, I don't want to go back, I won't go back." Qing Xiaoyue said coquettishly for a while, "Let's go somewhere to play, maybe we can find some other place, Kunlun Mountain is said to be the place where gods live, where should we go?" ?”

"What? Kunlun Mountain!" Yang Tian was shocked, he suddenly thought of the big black bear, didn't this guy get the purple golden clock from Kunlun Mountain!
In the past, when the big black bear used the purple golden bell, Yang Tian really remembered that this artifact was too terrifying, and he felt that it was worse than an unimaginable object if he attacked and killed it by himself!
Big Black Bear also said that it was Zijinzhong who brought him to that world, and even if he got it from Kunlun Mountain!
"Could it be that the big black bear came out of here?" Yang Tian smacked his lips for a while, it seems that there are many unknown secrets hidden in this world.

"Well, let's go to Kunlun Mountain first, let's go." Yang Tian was very interested in where, and said with a smile.

Qing Xiaoyue was trembling all over, her face was very pale, her pupils were dim, and a kind of vitality was drawn from her whole body, as if she was about to die.

She was so soft on the ground, there was a wonderful force in this world that was mobilizing her vitality and taking away his soul, it was very terrifying.

"What's going on!" Yang Tian was startled, Qing Xiaoyue seemed to be dying of old age, almost dying.

With a bang, his palm was golden, and his big hand was shaken away. The void was suppressed by him, and his eyes lit up, looking through the void, wanting to see who was playing tricks.

Qing Xiaoyue seems to have given birth to something evil, and her vitality has dissipated from her whole body, like a twilight old man.

The evil thing is very strange, Yang Tian suppressed the void with a palm, and he could still see a change, while Qing Xiaoyue's vitality was still being deprived.

"Looking for death!" Yang Tian yelled, his whole body was filled with terrible aura, and the golden blood energy rumbled and vibrated, at this time, a majestic breath of life rolled out from the palm of his hand, gathering towards her delicate body.

"Brother Yang Tian, ​​Xiaoyue feels like she is going to die." Qing Xiaoyue was in great pain, as if her soul was being snatched away by something, she was in great pain and had no strength at all.

"Don't say stupid things, you'll be fine." Yang Tian flipped his palms at this time, and the sea of ​​merit and virtue boiled, restraining Qing Xiaoyue's body to prevent evil spirits from happening.

(End of this chapter)