It seems that on the top of the huge statue connected with heaven and earth, there are seven figures standing at the moment. These seven people, all wearing dark heavy armor and black cloak, have cold faces and look into the distance as if they are waiting for something.


    Among the seven, there are six men and only one woman. The woman has a white face, ruddy lips, charming appearance and a charming appearance.


    The black armor on her body is naturally different from others. It is specially made for women. The white arms and slender white thighs show her figure like a devil incisively and vividly, especially the two towering peaks in front of her chest, as if they were about to break through the armor.


    The scattered green silk and the black cloak behind him are surging with the cold wind, showing a heroic and cool posture!


    "Guijie is back!" suddenly, looking at the charming woman in the distance with others, he said in a deep voice.


    The seven of them saw the same black armor figure, appeared in the void in front of them, and quickly broke through the air here.


    Soon the shadow reached the top of the statue and fell in front of them.


    At this time, they opened their mouths one by one and asked in a deep voice, "ghost Jie, how about you? Emperor, you''re really not dead!"


    "Guijie, is that news true?"


    Some time ago, a message came into the netherworld purgatory. The ninth great emperor netherworld was reborn!


    Their eight ghosts will hear it and be surprised and happy immediately! My heart is like a thousand waves!


    Each of them can remember that after following the great emperor, they fought South and North, killed countless strong enemies and destroyed countless forces, and achieved their great reputation. Now, who knows the eight ghost generals under the Youming command of the great emperor Jiuyou!


    Hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers led by eight of them!


    After receiving the news of the rebirth of emperor Jiuyou, Guijie, one of the eight ghost generals, immediately went out of the netherworld Purgatory and went to Tianheng to inquire.


    Looking at the usual seven cold faces, there was anxiety, anxiety, tension, concern and worry. Guijie grinned and didn''t speak.


    "Guijie, you bastard, you say! What happened to the emperor!"


    "Yes, Guijie, what''s your appetite now? I tell you, if the emperor is not reborn, be careful that we join hands to beat you!"


    "Yes! Guijie, speak quickly! Don''t become mute."


    "Guijie, how can you be a mother? You''ve done it as a ghost."


    "Well, shut up one by one and stop arguing." ghost Jie Leng hummed and said.


    Then he said to the seven of them, "the news of the great emperor''s rebirth comes from Zhongzhou. There should be no fake in the mouth of the boy of the fate of the bright camp."


    "The boy of fate!" a ghost will immediately smile after hearing the name: "if it really comes from the mouth of the boy of fate, there should be no fake!


    Although we have never taken him seriously, the fate of his cultivation is unpredictable. The great emperor sent him to Zhongzhou to help his eldest disciple Ling Yefeng deal with the light camp, but we have suffered a great loss from this boy! "


    "The great emperor is really reborn! Ha ha! Ha ha!" a ghost will laugh excitedly and say, "the great emperor is indeed the great emperor! The nine ghost stone is broken, and it should be the soul, but our great emperor is reborn."


    "Well! Since the great emperor is reborn, I''ll let ghost magic talk here. In the future, if anyone wants to compete for the position of the Lord of the nether Purgatory and attack others, I''ll not spare him!"


    "I''m haunted by ghosts, and so is it!"


    "Since the great emperor is reborn, we will naturally welcome the return of the great emperor and take charge of the netherworld purgatory! Who has a different heart, we will kill him!"


    The eight ghost generals, the seven men vowed.


    Sixteen years ago, Emperor Jiuyou fell. Their eight ghost generals attacked each other in order to compete for the Lord of netherworld purgatory. Once they fought, it would be sixteen years!


    The ghost of the only female general ignored these men, looked into the distance alone, looked into the endless void, and whispered, "emperor, are you really back?"


    As like as two peas in the mind, the figure of God is like the giant statue that they are standing at.


    Look down at the world!


    。。


    In the western regions of Tianheng continent, the imperial corpse is in front of the mountain gate.


    After the leaders of the thirteen sects left, they came with their disciples. Soon, they placed black wooden coffins on the earth in front of the mountain gate.


    Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan looked down at the dense black wooden coffin below. Luo Qingchuan''s face was full of sadness!


    Wanjian mountain villa, he has been here many times. How powerful and talented he was in those years, but now, only one corpse in the coffin is left.


    He has also learned from Shi Feng that his sixth martial Brother Yun Yimeng has disappeared and his life and death are unknown!


    Shi Feng''s figure floated and fell between those dense black wood coffins, which made Shi Feng feel a strange power fluctuation.


    Seeing that Shi Feng seemed interested in these black wood coffins, the old man with white hair immediately opened his mouth and said to Shi Feng:


    "These black wooden coffins are handed down from generation to generation by the imperial corpse sect. The people of the imperial corpse sect regard them as treasures and do not know what to make them. It is said that the corpse slaves they manipulate are refined from these black wooden coffins."


    After listening to the old man''s words, Shi Feng stared at one of the black wooden coffins, then stretched out his right hand to touch it. When he touched the coffin board, Shi Feng immediately felt a chill!


    "This black wood, with special material, is suitable for dead creatures!" sensing the cold and cool feeling at the beginning, Shi Feng said low Nan.


    Then, Shi Feng grabbed the coffin board and opened the black wood coffin. After a while, he revealed a body lying in the coffin.


    The body was a young man with no hands and feet. There was a big blood hole in his chest. His death looked very sad.


    From the corpse of the youth in wanjian mountain villa, we can see the tragedy of the war that day.


    However, the body lay in the black wooden coffin, and there was no trace of decay or smell.


    Closely following, Shi Feng sensed that there was a mysterious prohibition in the black coffin. Under the operation of the prohibition, the young man''s fingers were trembling slightly.


    "As the old man said just now, this black wooden coffin is used by the imperial corpse sect to refine corpse slaves. This man''s corpse is slowly becoming corpse slaves!"


    "Broken!" Shi Feng drank coldly, only listening to a crisp sound of "click", which sounded in the black wooden coffin.


    The prohibition in the black wooden coffin was soon broken by Shi Feng. The corpse of the youth of wanjian mountain villa, with trembling fingers, followed by motionless.


    Then, Shi Feng raised his head and looked at the dense crowd above, falling on the thirteen people in front of the crowd