Pingjinhou's face changed.

Suspicion also appeared in Jinanbo's eyes.

Both of them were at peace at this time.

It's normal. Today's things are strange, so a fool won't keep his hands on it.

They can shout slogans, but they can just take the initiative.

As it turns out, this is definitely wise.

The two turned around and looked at several top figures in the noble system, and they all noticed each other's solemnity in their hearts-

He is a tough character!

I'm afraid it has a lot of origin.

But today, they can't lose.

"Several people, it's time to fulfill the original agreement." Pingjin Hou spoke lightly.

He looked at one of the figures.

"Hmph!" Wu Anhou sneered, "Since I got the first one, I will not go back on my word."

"The younger generation who came from somewhere really thinks he can act violently in front of us?"

He brushed his sleeves.

Buzz —

The space is twisted, and a scroll appears and then unfolds itself.

Above it, the sea of ​​corpses, blood, the sky, and the earth were all stained with evil spirits.

A corpse, standing on the top of the mountain, was nailed to death by a terrifying spear.

The tip of the gun passed through the chest and disappeared into the mountains!

"This painting is one of the collections passed down from generation to generation by my Wu'an Hou lineage. The painting contains peerless and ferocious objects, which are extremely terrifying."

As soon as the sound fell, a "click" and "click" sound rang out. The corpse on the top of the mountain slowly raised its head.

His eyes were closed, but a trace of scarlet overflowed, endless destruction and violence, and he rushed towards him.

boom--

With a shocking sound, the corpse jumped and stepped on the top of the mountain, jumped out of the painting, and landed outside the Dameng Temple.

Dong--

The ground was shocked and cracks grew.
Chapter completed!