Daomen Bingxin and Wu Jiuye face each other, but Chi Huang is inexplicable.

"You are the king of Mobei? You make it clear, who is he not the emperor?"

Chi Huang looked at Jiu Nine Nights.

Twenty-nine nights then regained her gaze, and her mouth was raised.

"Daomen Bingxin, the founder of Daozong."

Daomen Bingxin?

Damen ... Chi Huang recalled.

It is true that for thirty-three days, a Taoist sect has emerged.

However, compared with the behemoth like Daomen, this little Daoist has never paid much attention to it.

"Emperor, what the **** is going on? When did you become Daoming Bingxin?"

Blazing Emperor was depressed.

This cheap dad is too much to lose.

"I said, I'm Bingxin."

Daomen Bingxin became increasingly impatient.

"Don't look at me like that, although you stepped in earlier, you found nothing."

Nine nights spread their hands.

He was also fooled in by the witch god.

"Where is the Witch God?"

Daomen Bingxin is unwilling to spare.

With one person for nine nights, it is impossible to break his restraint.

Only that witch **** has this ability.

"The witch **** told me to tell you that when these red pink skeletons are full, things will naturally appear. However, he does not intend to give you things."

The words of Nine Nights were intact, the words of the Witch God.

Daomen Bingxin raised his eyebrows, not answering.

"What witch god, what the **** are you talking about? What the **** is going on here? How did those ladies look like that?"

Chi Huang was anxious.

The side of Yuhuang Xianhuang is also staring.

These two immortal emperors had only covered their hands for thirty-three days, but in this small cemetery they felt as if they were sitting on a needle.

They have already foreseen that Tianrui Xianhuang is afraid that it is already ...

But Nine Nights and Bingxin were neither talkative, neither of them apparently meant to speak.

"If you don't say anything, I don't want to tell you about Ye Lingyue's girl."

Blazing Emperor gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to use the killer.

Upon hearing Ye Lingyue's name, Daomen Bingxin blinked.

On the one hand, Jiu Jiu Ye responded even more.

"How is she?"

After Ye Lingyue entered the Kunlun site, apart from the witch god, he lost contact with the outside world.

On the ninth night, I cooperated with Witch God and asked about Ye Lingyue.

The witch **** is a cunning one, only to say that Jiu Jiu Ye got things done, and then told him.

Chi Huang Nine Nights.

Wrong.

With regard to Ye Lingyue, what did Mo Beiwang care about so much?

That ugly girl has such a big charm?

"You tell me, what is going on here?"

Blazing Emperor's eyes looked at Jiu Jiu Ye.

The emperor's dead boy was hopeless.

"How is Ye Lingyue at the former Kunlun site?"

Nine nights are also halfway back, asked.

He was worried about Ye Lingyue's safety.

"She is very good, at least better than us."

Blazing Emperor gritted his teeth.

His stupid son was still shaking with Ye Lingyue.

A big man actually listened to a woman's messenger, and Chi Huang felt annoyed at the thought.

"As seen by the two, this is the tomb of the empress. However, for some reason, there is no rumored queen fairy body, and there is no queen's secret.

Nine nights are simply crisp.

He entered the Empress's tomb earlier and explored it thoroughly.

If it wasn't for the Witch God to insist, let him stay here and wait for that thing to appear, then Jiu Jiu would have left.

Why the pink skull appeared, it wasn't clear to Jiu Ye Ye.

"It's polluted here."

At this moment, Daomen Bingxin did not feel painful or itchy.

"Pollution?"

Both the Emperor Yuhuang and the Emperor Blaze looked embarrassed.

"These ladies were originally painted by teachers to be used as funerals."

Bingxin doesn't talk much, but he is also concise.

As one of the empress's tombs, if not the most important.

But here is still the Empress Tomb.

Queen Kunlun fell behind, perhaps because she knew that her fairy body was extremely important, so she made rabbits in three caves, leaving multiple tombs for her.

The earliest outsiders guessed that there were three. According to Daomen Bingxin's inference and the scene of the empress's tomb in front of me, I am afraid that it is not just three.

Different empresses are responsible for different people.

Naturally, the size and contents of each queen's tomb are also different.

In the empress's tomb, these portraits of women are buried.

"So-called pollution, is it ... resentment?"

Chi Huang realized something.

Earlier, the seventh prince mentioned that there was resentment in the former Kunlun site. Those resentment killed many teachers.

"It's almost the same. The portraits of these ladies are not drawn in the usual way, so they can stay so long. But after being polluted, they become a weapon for killing."

Daomen Bingxin also confirmed this based on what he had seen and heard earlier.

"Why are they attacking people?"

Yuhuang Xianhuang's face was startled.

"For the sacrifice, there will be a sacrifice here shortly."

Daomen Bingxin still didn't say much.

This method is actually no stranger to the Red Moon believers.

At that time, the Queen of the Red Moon was sealed by falling.

Several priests have also sacrificed.

They believe that only in this way can the soul of the Queen of Red Moon be immortal.

Beep

There was a burst of noise on the wall beside Jiu Ye Ye and Dao Men Bing Xin.

Several people looked at them together.

At this point, everyone's face changed.

On the walls, the colors of those ladies changed.

Red blood flowed from the portraits of beautiful women.

The blood made the faces of ladies change rapidly.

The beautiful ladies have become pale.

The portrait on the wall suddenly became blurred and became a blood wall.

"It's almost time."

Jiu Ye said.

This was reminded by the Witch God.

"Sure enough."

Daomen Bingxin narrowed his eyes, and there was a little more in those beautiful Phoenix eyes.

"Boy, can you stop playing the dumb mystery?"

Chi Huang was anxious.

The situation at hand is incredible.

"The paint for these painting ladies should be human blood."

Earlier, Daomen Bingxin felt wrong.

The teacher used pigments and ideas to draw portraits of ladies. This place is closed and has not changed for thousands of years.

Why did it suddenly change into a pink skull at this time.

I think someone has fiddled with the paint on these portraits of ladies.

Painted with human blood, it does not fade and is spiritual.

But if resentment is incorporated, the situation is different.

This blood ... I am afraid that after the slaughter of living people, they are fused in paint and drawn.

"Close five senses and six senses, don't touch those blood."

Dao Men Bingxin said, and the others did not dare to neglect, and followed suit.

The entire Empress's tomb suddenly fell into a dead silence.