The huge tomb of the burial god appeared above the sky, enveloping all the children of Shentu under it, with an aura of destruction... Fall from this tomb of the gods.

The only remaining Shentu disciples all had a look of horror on their faces, looking at the tomb of the burial god that appeared in the sky, they all didn't know what to do.

"This, what is this!"

"Grave!

“......”

Hearing the word 'grave', many people have already begun to tremble, after all, these two words have unusual meanings, perhaps in their opinion... This is their grave!

"This is..."

Shentu He is different from these Shentu clan disciples behind him, and his knowledge is not at the same level, when he sees the ghost prison burial tomb, he can feel... The breath that came out of this 'tomb' made him fall into despair for a moment.

It was a coercion that could not be resisted at all, and it was a tragic despair.

'No!!'

Shen Tuhe is shouting in his heart!

However... It's too late.

In the tomb of the ghost prison burial god, there was a chant of death, echoing between this Kunlun, with this strange sound coming out, the ghost prison burial god tomb... The first tomb door, open!

Rumble!

The second round of heavenly thunder descended on the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, and at the same time, the door of the Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb was wide open, and hundreds of soul-dementoring lights came out of it, suddenly falling towards those Shentu disciples.

"No, don't... Don't!"

"Get out of here, get out of here!

"What the hell?!"

"Ahhh

"My soul!"

“............”

These Shentu disciples, after being shrouded in the light of the dementor, all let out a terrible scream of fear, but it was useless, their souls, under the strong ingestion of the light of the dementor, were all forcibly taken away and submerged into the ghost prison tomb.

Completely gone... Trace.

As for the physical bodies of these Shentu disciples who lost their souls, they fell down one by one at a rapid speed, their cultivation was too low, and their physical bodies did not have the slightest devouring value in the Tomb of the Burial God, so they gave up directly.

"How is that possible!"

"I'm the elder of the Shentu clan!"

"I'm Taiyi Xuanxian! I'm proficient in thirty-seven and twelve spells, I..."

Shen Tuhe shouted frantically, around him, there were dozens of soul lights, which could be regarded as giving enough face, after all, the Ghost Prison Burial Divine Tomb at this moment was only used by Qin Feng with Xuan Immortal-level spiritual power, and the power was naturally not as powerful as it had been in the past.

The spirit of the Shentu River... is being pulled out of the body by the light of the dementor little by little.

Death, for these Shentu disciples, including Shentu He, is already a doomed and unchangeable ending.

Qin Feng didn't look at these people at all, he just raised his eyes slightly to look at the six or nine heavenly tribulations in the sky, and the heavenly thunder thundered down wildly one after another.

His eyes condensed slightly, and Shen Tuhe's figure slowly rose into the air, getting closer and closer to the tribulation clouds in the sky.

Thunderbolts fell on him one after another.

The golden thunder filled his eyes, and Qin Feng didn't know why, in this thunder, he actually felt a familiar aura... Looking at this falling thunder, it's like... Look like a person.

Bang!

A thunderbolt smashed straight towards Qin Feng's door.

Qin Feng didn't have the slightest damage...

However, in his eyes, a figure swept by at a rapid speed.

It was the silhouette of a woman wearing a purple and gold dress, and there was a golden hairpin and jade phoenix on her head, and there was a sense of superiority all over her body, which made people dare not look up.

However, the half-side face made Qin Feng's heart flood with an extremely familiar feeling, this feeling... He couldn't tell the truth.

He was just able to be sure that this man, very well acquainted... Extremely familiar!

"It's... Which life. ”

Qin Feng, who knew the relationship of the ninth world, knew very well what the scene that passed by his eyes just now represented, if it was good, it should be... One of the nine lifetimes of love.

As for which life it was, he had no way of knowing, and he had no way of knowing.

The second round of the Thunder is all gone, followed by the third round, the fourth round... Qin Feng stood under this thunder like this, letting the thunder fall, hoping to see that fleeting scene again.

However... No matter how the thunder in the clouds comes, you will never see the scene that passed before, and you will never see the woman in the purple dress.

"You... Who is it. ”

Qin Feng muttered to himself in a low voice, and couldn't help but have doubts in his eyes, he wanted to know... Who is this woman who is in the thunder and appears in her eyes for the first time, who is her surname, and where is the immortal residence.

She... What kind of past did you have with yourself?

"Ray..."

With golden thunder reflected in his eyes, Qin Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

He couldn't help but think that Chu Wanqiu... The wood of the guqin is the wood of the nine paths, and Su Ze understands the way of the wood.

And at this moment, the phantom appears in the thunder, which means that the woman who passed in her eyes and was short-lived, what she understood in that life was the thunder path of the nine elements!

The thunder is still roaring, the catastrophe of the sixty-nine Xuan Immortals has already reached the fifth round, and the power of the thunder's bombardment has become stronger and stronger, and the sky of the entire Kunlun Mountain... It's all howling!

Those Shentu children...

At this moment, there is no one left to die, hundreds of Shentu disciples and their souls are all devoured by the ghost prison burial god tomb, and as soon as they enter the burial god tomb, the divine souls are scattered, becoming the nourishment of the burial god tomb, and they will never live.

"No! I can't die!"

"I can't die!!"

"Let go of me!

“......”

Now there is only one person left, Shentuhe.

This time the Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb was just Qin Feng using the Xuan Immortal spiritual power that he had just broken through the Xuan Immortal, no matter what, Shen Tuhe was a monk of the Xuan Immortal Middle Grade, and he could still do it with all his strength to support it for a period of time under this Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb.

But... It's just a period of time that can support a while, but it's just a cup of tea.

"No, no, no, no!!"

Shentu River's unwilling roar echoed throughout Kunlun Mountain, under these dozens of soul lights, he couldn't hold on any longer, unlike other Shentu disciples, not only his soul, but his body was also taken away by the soul light and submerged in the tomb of the god.

After all... This Shentu River is a body that has been baptized by the spiritual power of the Xuan Immortals, and it is still a little attractive to the Tomb of the Burial God.

At this point, not a single person left who came to commit Shentu died.

The power of the sixth and final round of the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation also began at this moment.

"These noisy scum are finally dead. ”

Zhu Bajie, who was lying on the steps of the Immortal Dome Dao Palace, stretched out his waist and looked at the thunder that was constantly falling from the sky with a lazy look.

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