The moment when the city of Ghosts fell apart.

Thousands of spiritual lights splashed down, and they were the soul trapped in the city of ghosts.

They sucked into the City of Ghosts in their soul state, but what they showed in the City of Ghosts was not the state of soul, but the complete body.

The ghosts are broken, and all confinement and supernatural laws disappear.

The souls were attracted by their bodies and fell from high altitudes.

The countless ghosts and souls imprisoned in the underworld water of the city were also purified and were sucked into the gate of the glittering glow and the thousand auspicious colors.

The huge city of ghosts turned into light and rain, and began to collapse from the surrounding edges.

"miracle!"

"This is a miracle!"

"Come and see, there are gods."

“…”

The people of Lincheng looked at all this in disbelief and cheered.

The attack was too dazzling and amazing.

The person who just survived the "supernatural nightmare" even kowtowed, shouting that the immortal is awesome.

At the same time, in the center of the Nether Palace.

The huge Buddha handprint almost completely erased the Nether Palace. In the void in the center, the green-robed dragon ghost, that is, the second emperor, stood under a black stone tablet about 100 meters high, looking at Qin He in disbelief, unwilling to say: "Can I know, whose hands I die?"

At this moment, it no longer had its previous power. The ghost body had disappeared, leaving only a trace of residual soul, which was so transparent that it was about to dissipate.

The two methods of palm falling from the sky and the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of the palm are united, and they have produced "magic power" and are incomparable.

The second emperor's final resistance in front of such a divine power made it desperate like an ant.

This is something the Second Emperor had never imagined since he embarked on the path of cultivation.

It will become an ant one one.

If you want to say whether you regret it in your heart, then you must be sure.

The Second Emperor Ancestor regretted that he was careless and gave the other party a chance to perform. If he rushed forward and fought with all his might from the beginning, the outcome might be completely different.

Or, when he starts to perform, he leaves his composure and runs away.

Unfortunately, there are all kinds of medicines in this world, but there is no medicine for regret.

If you are the only one who is the only one who has been in power for thousands of years, you will never be able to use all your strength in everything.

I thought it was just a small character who was fighting and making a fuss, but unexpectedly, it ended with one blow.

I was careless and didn't flash.

But no matter what, being able to die with Qin He's amazing blow is not a bad way to die.

Therefore, before Nirvana, the Second Emperor Ancestor wanted to know who he was destroyed.

Or, is this God's will?

The person in front of you is just acting on behalf of heaven and erasing himself.

"I am the Great Immortal of Green Bull." Qin He said expressionlessly.

"Okay, very good." The remnant soul of the Second Emperor Ancestor nodded slowly, and then asked again: "Dare you ask where the immortals live, but the Western divine realm?"

"No." Qin He shook his head and said, "The exiled immortal in the world is his home, and the Western divine realm will go there in the future if you have time."

"Isn't it the Divine Realm?" The second emperor's ancestor was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask any further questions.

Qin He crossed it and looked at the black stone tablet and asked, "Is this stone tablet the core of the supernatural?"

"Yes, if you have it, you will have an alternative immortality."

The Second Emperor Ancestor looked at Qin He, as if he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly laughed, "I am very curious. With this monument, what kind of choice will you make at the end of your life."

"Although the divine turtle is dead, the three realms are covered with dust. No one can escape, no one can escape, hahaha~haha~"

However, at the end of the conversation, the smile on its face slowly faded away, and finally turned into muttering to himself:

"It's just a pity that I can't see it, I can't."

"I shouldn't have seen it a thousand years ago~"

As the words finally came to an end, its remnant soul finally couldn't hold on. A gust of night wind blew and dissipated in the night wind.

To establish the Great Jing Empire, the second emperor of the peerless genius who entered the divine bridge was exiled.

Qin He couldn't help but remain silent, thinking about the words of the Second Emperor's Ancestor.

Supernatural, is an alternative immortality?

Or alternative depravity?

The black stone tablet in front of him is extremely smooth, exuding a metallic luster of black iron, without words, patterns, or even writing.

But this thing is an ominous thing that has troubled Lin'an City for more than two thousand years, and countless people have lost their lives.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin He reached out and grabbed the stone tablet in his palm, sealed a few talismans, and threw them into the space under his armpit.

The stone tablet is ominous, and he doesn't want to study it, because the more he knows, the greater the gravity of the depravity.

Usually, the waters are smooth and the heart is firm and cannot be seen, but at some specific moments, it will become the ring that attracts the slaves, exuding a fatal attraction.

After all, supernatural is a completely distorted force.

What is ominous? This is ominous.
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