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As the tears fell from her eyes, the flesh and blood on her face turned into a puff of smoke, curling up.
Immediately afterwards, the bones under the flesh and blood were revealed!
Bones was still crying hysterically.
The three of Jing Yu's scalps were numb, and they quickly stepped back a few steps.
However, on the strange bone, there are countless dark curse patterns, slowly looming!
The children who were teasing the ants also cried loudly and turned into bones.
The bamboo houses also turned into thick smoke and disappeared, revealing the cemeteries below!
Stretching for several miles, there may be thousands of tombs.
The three of Jing Yu swallowed their saliva, and retreated quietly while the bones were weeping.
Granny Bone was still weeping, Jing Yu and the others took a few steps back, fled across the road and came to the entrance of the village.
This is where the gate appeared just now.
But at this moment, there is only barren black and white land, where are there any secret books?
Not seeing the door, the three of them were about to flee to the deep mountains at the end of the village road, the farther away from this strange existence the better.
Suddenly, there was the sound of boiling water.
Huaishuang, Tan Yan, and Jing Yu suddenly stiffened and nodded slowly.
But they saw a dragon's head, whose flesh and blood were slowly falling down because of the boiling water, came behind them at some time, staring at them indifferently.
The unparalleled terrifying coercion made the three of them unable to move.
Immediately, the bloody dragon's head opened wide, and it bit down!
At the last moment, Ji Xia and Jing Ye appeared in Jing Yu's mind...
The sky and the earth fell into darkness.
However, after a short while, Jing Yu found that he could move again.
She opened her eyes, only to see Huai Shuang and Tan Yan were in a daze, with unstoppable fear in their eyes.
Jing Yu looked forward, but saw the beautiful village again, and in front of the bamboo house, several children were still teasing ants.
Immediately, they heard a sound that made the hairs on their bodies explode!
"Why do you guys visit my village?"
3 Chapter Fifty No Redemption Required
Ji Xia built a spiritual ban for a long time before returning to Shanggan Palace.
It is already late at night.
But the night is not peaceful. In the Yeming Secret Realm, there is only the sun and no moon.
As a result, the Yeming Secret Realm at night was almost brightly illuminated by the burning runes.
People who are able to practice in the Yeming Secret Realm often don't need sleep for more than ten days. With such a strong practice atmosphere in Tai Cang, how can these people give up their practice?
Especially those young students, because there are too many academies in Taicang, and there is no shortage of talented people, but in the Yeming Secret Realm, there are not many cultivation places that can be given to these students.
Therefore, Tai Cang Xue Gong Xing asked these outstanding students to rotate every two months.
In the eyes of these students, the time for practice in the secret realm is very important.
Because entering the secret realm not only means the extended time, but also the full supply of many cultivation resources.
There is no doubt that after entering the Yeming Secret Realm and obtaining the cultivation qualification, if one has the ability, one can drink many buffing pills as water.
Later, Lu Yu suggested that the officials of Taicang give up the practice time in the secret realm during the day to the students of the academy, and at night, the officials of Taicang would enter the secret realm to practice again.
From that day on, the Yeming Secret Realm was fully operational.
In this case, the night in the Yeming Secret Realm is actually the same as the daytime, there are still military drills, students practicing supernatural powers, and officials practicing quietly.
As for Ji Xia, when he returned to Shanggan Palace, he sat on the upper throne without any hesitation, his consciousness lightly moved, and his long sleeves slightly raised.
In the center of the hall, the spiritual light moved slightly, and suddenly seven figures slowly gathered together.
After a few breaths, the aura dissipated, and seven different powerhouses emerged from the aura.
They stood in front of Ji Xia and greeted Ji Xia slowly.
Only the tall figure with a bronze mask on his face said, "Lord Minsheng pays homage to the lord."
The other six people knelt down respectfully.
Ji Xia looked sideways at these strangest and most powerful assassins in the Xiantang world, feeling more and more satisfied.
The auras of these seven strong men were very vague and uncertain. Even though they were kneeling in the hall, their auras flickered, as if these figures in front of them were puppets and not real people.
"Are you the ghost master?"
Ji Xia stood up from the throne, put his hands behind his back, and asked.
"My lord, I am the ghost lord and the leader of the minsheng lord." His voice was hoarse and deep, but he was very respectful.
Ji Xia nodded, motioned for them to get up, and walked slowly in front of them.
The seven powerhouses have no similarities, and they don't even have anything in common in the exercises they practice.
"Since then, no one but me will know your true identities."
Ji Xia returned to the throne, his eyes were cold, and he said: "Your mission is to remove all obstacles that can be removed on the road of strength for me, Tai Cang, for me, do you know?"
The ghost master nodded silently, and said silently, "We already know the situation of the human race in this world. My lord, Xiantang, we are doing nothing to eliminate all enemies for the Holy Emperor. Most of them are of the same race. Now, How can we soften our hearts when we slaughter alien races?"
Ji Xia nodded, suddenly stretched out her finger, and tapped lightly.
In the historical records of Tai Cang, there are pictures of Tai Cang being bullied, tortured, and even swallowed by foreigners in the long history.
Among them, many women and babies were also massacred.
Countless years have passed, and the pictures are also leaping away one by one.
The Seven Lords of Life and Death looked at the pictures of the disappearing spirits one after another, their eyes were quiet, and they didn't know what they were thinking.