"Whether you are long Aotian or Lingxiao, it''s not worth mentioning to me! You and I have no grudges, so I won''t do it to you today, but the throne of the chosen son must belong to me. If anyone hinders me, I''ll kill anyone!"


    The emperor of the heavenly corpse said coldly, and his killing intention was boiling in his voice, as if he contained the evil spirit of a sea of corpses and blood.


    "I have a grudge with Hua Ziyang, and I have no grudge with you! Now Hua Ziyang is dead, I have a clear grudge with him! As long as you don''t provoke me, I won''t deal with you!"


    Lingxiao said faintly.


    He didn''t like the instinct of the zombies, but the Emperor didn''t show any hostility to him, so he didn''t plan to fight with the emperor.


    He is now thinking, is it possible to bury the strong of the zombie family in the Tianbao coffin?


    Although the burial of Tianbao coffin just opened a gap, Lingxiao vaguely felt that there seemed to be a mysterious world in the burial of Tianbao coffin, which shocked him. He vaguely felt that the burial of Tianbao coffin only contained incomparably amazing secrets.


    "Deal with me? What a joke! If I didn''t want to kill you, you would be a dead man now! I hope you take care of yourself!"


    The heavenly corpse emperor looked at Lingxiao coldly, and then rose directly to the sky, turned into a black rainbow, and disappeared at the end of the sky.


    Lingxiao frowned slightly. He could feel that emperor Tianshi was very hostile to him, but emperor Tianshi left in a hurry, as if there was something important.


    "Lingxiao, are you... Okay?"


    Jin se hesitated a little, but he still came to Lingxiao and asked faintly.


    "I''m fine! Jinse, it''s good to see you again!"


    Lingxiao''s face showed an incomparably bright smile and heartfelt happiness.


    Although Jinse can''t remember him, although Jinse treats him like a stranger, Lingxiao has enough patience to wait and wait for Jinse to think of everything.


    "I seem to have... Seen you!"


    Jin se said slowly.


    "What?!"


    Lingxiao was shocked and suddenly raised his head. His eyes were full of surprise and inexplicable look.


    "I made a wish to bury Tianbao coffin to retrieve my lost memory, but I failed! I saw your figure in the depths of my memory!"


    Jin se looked at Lingxiao and said faintly.


    "Jinse, you... You think of me? Do you think of what we used to do?"


    Lingxiao was pleasantly surprised and said with great excitement.


    "No, I just... Remember you!"


    Jin se shook his head and said, looking still very calm, as if nothing could change her mood.


    "It doesn''t matter, it doesn''t matter! I can wait, Jinse. I believe you will find your lost memory!"


    Lingxiao said seriously.


    His heart was very excited. Jinse could remember him, which made him see infinite hope. He more and more believed that Jinse could recover his lost memory.


    The old goat and the unscrupulous Taoist also grinned and felt happy for Lingxiao.


    ……


    Hua Ziyang is dead.


    As the supreme pride of the Chinese people, the Chinese people have placed great hopes on him. Many Chinese elders hope that he can become the chosen son, sweep everything and restore the glory of the Chinese people.


    But today, the Yuanshen token of huaziyang is completely broken.


    Among the Chinese, in a bronze Temple guarded by countless powerful people, many terrible figures sit in it, and their faces are extremely dignified, full of anger and shock.


    These are the strongest forces of the Chinese people, and the weakest are the accomplishments of the sage realm. There are even many great saints and strong people, whose breath is terrible, as if they can annihilate everything.


    At the top is a young man in a purple robe. He looks like a crown of jade, handsome and extraordinary. He sits on a futon. His eyes are vicissitudes, bright and dignified, as if endless creatures were annihilated in it.


    Although everyone in the temple was very angry, they were extremely restrained in front of the young man, and their eyes were full of respect.


    This purple robed boy is Hua yunkong, the patriarch of the Chinese nationality!


    "Hua Ziyang died in the ancient place of chaos. According to the news, it was killed by a boy named long Aotian. Let''s talk about our opinions!"


    The purple robed boy said faintly.


    "The Dragon Aotian in the war temple? They''re looking for death!"


    "Dare to kill our Chinese Tianjiao, not to mention the small God of war temple. Even chaotic Tianzong and reincarnation Temple don''t have the courage!"


    "War temple, when it is destroyed!"


    “……”


    Many Chinese elders are filled with righteous indignation. Their eyes are bright and full of killing intention.


    "Patriarch, I heard a news recently. Maybe you should be interested!" Huaxiong suddenly smiled coldly.


    "What''s up?"


    Hua yunkong asked faintly.


    "Do you remember that twenty years ago, the gate of the divine world was turbulent. Several holy places once sent people to the lower world to look for the wordless heavenly book, but no one came back in the end?"


    Hua Xiong said.


    "Of course! It is said that the people sent by those holy places died in the hands of a boy named Lingxiao! And the wordless heavenly book is also in the hands of Lingxiao!"


    An old man said slowly.


    "That''s right! But I''m afraid what you can''t think of is that the Dragon Aotian has another name, Lingxiao! And he can swallow the sky secret, cover the sky secret, fight the sky secret, reincarnation secret, cause and effect secret, don''t you feel strange?"


    Hua Xiong sneered.


    "What?! his name is Lingxiao, and he knows so many secrets. Is he the Lingxiao in the lower world?"


    Someone was shocked and exclaimed.


    Hua Xiong nodded and said, "I think it''s eight, nine and ten! Lingxiao is extremely cunning. He joined the God of war hall under the pseudonym long Aotian. However, as his strength and reputation grew stronger and stronger, more and more cards were exposed! I doubt that the wordless heavenly book is in his hands!"


    "If so, he will die even more!"


    A clan old man said murderously.


    "Hua Ziyang, who can kill the heaven realm with the cultivation of the human realm, also has so many heaven skill secrets. He really has a secret! If the wordless heavenly book is really in his hand, I''m afraid not only we found it, but also the old monsters in other holy places!"


    Hua yunkong said slowly, with strands of purple divine awn in his eyes, sharp and unparalleled.


    "Clan leader, my guess should be no problem. Whether it''s because he killed Hua Ziyang or because he has a wordless heavenly book on his body, he must die! I''ll take someone to the exit of chaotic ancient land. Once he appears, I''ll take him down immediately!"


    Hua Xiong said coldly.


    "No! This time, I will do it myself! If I can get the wordless heavenly book, it will be the time for the Chinese to dominate the heavens and the world again and become the master of the era!"


    Hua yunkong slowly stood up, and his whole body sent out a terrible breath!


    Boom!


    The whole bronze temple was shaking violently, and the law of the road around him was flashing. Many oppressed elders showed awe and fanatical worship, just like the king of heaven and earth!


    Hua yunkong is a holy king!