When Zhao Yu, facing the Giant God Sea, smoothly roared out the words that resounded through the sky, everyone present clearly received a message.

Bai Mingxiu was not directly beheaded and died!

The authorities are fascinated, the entire battlefield is changing rapidly, although the taboo people of Radiant and Dire have already had a premonition that Bai Mingxiu may not be dead, but due to the abnormal changes in the Giant God Sea, the body of Bai Mingxiu who could not be found can be clearly confirmed, but the tone of the young emperor is extremely determined.

Zhao Yu, who was sitting in the Imperial Garden, watching the entire battlefield of the Sea and Moon Horn, was not alone, he had a staff composed of Sima Annan and others, and the entire Si Tianjian as an analysis, and the most important thing was that Zhao Yu had a mountain and sea chart.

Because of Bai Mingxiu's sudden attack, Si Tianjian desperately transferred most of the power of the entire mountain and sea map to the northeast of Great Xia, although he did not catch up with the destruction of the Hai Wrong Sect, but at this time, the entire sky above the Sea Moon Cliff was shrouded by the infinite power of the first artifact of Great Xia.

On the map of mountains and seas, it is clearly shown that there is an incomparably obscure aura, lurking under the sea of giant gods, and on the map of mountains and seas, it looks like a dazzling faint red dot hidden between countless dense black dots.

But what is really surprising is that under the Giant God Sea, not only Bai Mingxiu is not dead, but even the souls that were originally crushed by Si Tianjian are still alive, which shows that these old monsters who have lived for countless years have an incredible ability to save their lives.

did not drill the entire extremely large body out of the pitch-black and tumbling sea surface of the giant god sea, but only broke through the sea the head of the ape, which seemed to be magnified countless times, and the piercing and bloody eyes looked ahead, still tyrannical, and the white meditation on the top of his head was undoubtedly more permeable, countless blood gushed out from the neck, and the cervical vertebrae connecting the head and body could be vaguely seen.

Then Bai Mingxiu waved his right hand forward, and the Dao Soul Huangquanqin was summoned out again, compared to the beginning, the Huangquanqin at this time, the entire body of the piano was covered with scorched black after being burned, which was blasted out by Lin Xiao with a magic flame, and this was another divine object in Bai Mingxiu's hand that was about to be scrapped after the Netherworld.

Bai Mingxiu raised his head, his pale gray eyes, and looked directly at Zhao Yu who was standing with his hands on the Haiyue Cliff, this was the first time the two sides met.

The young emperor's face is like jade, the emperor's power is rich, just his gaze seems to have thousands of weights, this era belongs to him.

Bai Mingxiu, opposite Zhao Yu, was as skinny as firewood, and there was only one skin bag left on his body, like a walking corpse skeleton, he was from the previous era.

When the two eyes looked at each other, they both found that there were momentary mood swings in each other's dual models, and then they both immediately returned to normal.

Bai Mingxiu raised his right hand lightly, his fingers pointed at the Huangquan Qin below, and with a slight hook, a pleasant piano sound suddenly came out, he who has played the piano all his life, aside from the rest, is definitely the first-class qin Dao master in the entire Shenzhou vast land, and then accompanied by the sound of the piano, Bai Mingxiu said for the first time:

"Little Emperor, this is the first time I have seen you, but it seems that I have seen you countless times, too similar, you are really too similar to him, countless times in my dreams, I have longed to pierce my hand directly into his chest, and then dig out that beating heart. ”

"It turns out that a lonely ghost like you, a wandering person in the world, will also have a lifetime of lingering nightmares, perhaps it is precisely because of the loss of the Dao bone that he will become so paranoid and harm the common people. ”

Zhao Yu's tone of response was as steady as ever, even if the young emperor wanted to crush the white immortal cultivator in front of him, but his face was still as usual, and then the voice of Emperor Huanghuang resounded on the shore of this giant god sea again:

"This is also the first time I have seen you, but I was a little surprised, because I am not decent enough, my grandmother once told me that the survivors of the battle of Ziding Ding suffered too much humiliation when they were young, so when they were old, they put dignity in the front position, but at this time, you are really a lonely ghost. ”

After the emperor fell, Bai Mingxiu's hand stroked the qin, there was a momentary pause, and then the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and suddenly there were streams of black blood gushing outward, extremely weird and gloomy, and then he opened his mouth to respond, and his hoarse voice was accompanied by the sound of convulsions in his throat.

"This is not wrong, in the early days of the troubled times, these heroes who later dominated the party, it was really miserable, those who ate tree roots ate tree roots, and the stables that hid in the stables were full of dung smell, and even Zao Wou-Ki, because of his poor talent, was rejected by the first major sect at that time, so he knelt in front of the mountain gate in public and was watched for ten days and ten nights.

In the end, because of her outstanding appearance, she was made an exception by a female monk to be accepted into the door, and there were rumors in private that Zao Wou-Ki had betrayed his complexion. ”

Before Bai Mingxiu's words fell, the faces of everyone on the entire Haiyue Cliff changed greatly, and they all opened their mouths and scolded:

"Dare to disregard Taizu, it's simply presumptuous!"

The roar of hundreds of thousands of people rushed straight towards Bai Mingxiu, almost shattering the entire sky, but Bai Mingxiu was still unmoved, and continued to play the strings, his hoarse voice was mocking:

"Why, he dares to do it, and he doesn't let others say it, but Zao Wou-Ki and them are bitter, but I am different, I have earned enough face when I was young, so now, I have found that in this world, the most useless thing is precisely face, you die, I live, isn't it more important than face? You look at Yuan Jiang, when people die, everyone has a purple and blue face, and no one has a better face than others. ”

Zhao Yu raised his right hand slightly, and the roar of hundreds of thousands of people behind him stopped abruptly, and then the young emperor looked at Bai Mingxiu who was playing the Huangquan Qin in front of him, and said:

"Face is indeed the most useless thing in this world, I agree with this, but you are white meditation cultivation, people are not ghosts, there is only one face left on the whole face, if I am seen by my grandfather, his old man will definitely regret letting you slip away in the first place, because you are not even worthy of being an opponent. ”

After the emperor sound fell, Zhao Yujiang raised his right hand, stretched out a slender finger, and pointed to the white meditation in front of him, and the sound that resounded in the sky resounded again.

"I'm not grandpa Taizu, he looks at the old feelings, maybe he soft-hearted and let you slip away once, but I'm different, even if hundreds of millions of ghosts travel at night, you must die today!"

"In my life, there are too many people who want me to die, now the little emperor, even the way of heaven wants me to die, I have escaped for a lifetime, but now I don't escape, this giant god sea is the nest that I have operated all my life, I know this place better than anyone else, today, I want to fight with everyone. ”

There was an incomparably poignant sound in Bai Mingxiu's roaring voice, but what was even more poignant was the sound of the piano played in his hand.

"The fourth part of the ancient movement, turning into a ghost!"

Bleak winds, bitter rain, guillotines, ghosts.

This ancient movement is about an earth-shattering, endless grievance of ghosts and gods!