Chapter 1085

In fact, Zhou Ze, who lost control of his body at this time, is able to understand the resentment of the young man in front of him;

it's a bit similar to the half face of that year,

when looking up at the sky,

ordinary people may just look at the weather and enjoy the bright sunshine.

But if the sky is materialized into a visible person, and that person is beside you, it is almost omnipresent crazy rampage, which makes you suffer from strong suffocation all the time.

Yinggou is such an existence. He once sat on the white bone throne and suppressed an era.

Although it has fallen, the rhythm of the comeback can still make those who have felt the horror tremble.

The young man turned himself into a spirit under the white bone throne, but you can't infer that he was prepared to stay early in case of future troubles. Countless years ago, he planned to win this day.

He is not so bullish. If he is, he will definitely taste his blood.

But this white throne, like purgatory, has been suppressed by countless past tyrannical consciousness of existence, their unwillingness,

their anger,

their resentment,

under countless years of extrusion and grinding, it has almost become the essence.

Maybe, he was thinking when his time came, maybe he could leave a thought and see his master again;

but after being influenced by the white bone throne, it may not really matter what his original intention was.

Winning hook doesn't care, neither does Zhou Ze.

just as the public has long been immune or even tired of the miserable childhood and miserable life behind the murderer.

The green light is wrapped around the winning hook. The winning hook doesn't move. You can understand that he is trapped or that he doesn't need to move.

However, Zhou Ze felt a little lonely.

Is it disappointment?

Disappointed in him, betrayal?

Still,

disappointed in his own year, although he had been suppressed for a lifetime, he could not leave anything, or even change nothing.

In the end,

is really the end of betrayal.

The two sides are interlinked, so at this time, boss Zhou can clearly touch the "heartbeat" of the winning hook and sense his emotional context.

However,

this is lonely,

is just a little bit.

"Boom!"

The white bone throne rises to the sky, and the

radiates extremely horrible pressure. At this time, the crack space even begins to shake violently, some places even appear damaged cracks.

The narrow sky was suddenly stained by black, just like the sea of the netherworld, which had disappeared for a long time, appeared again at this time.

The white bone throne was once suspended in the sea of the netherworld for a long time. In the virtual space deep in zhouze's soul, the white bone throne and the sea of the netherworld were almost the same.

Therefore, when the white bone throne is really triggered, it is also a normal thing to draw out the shadow of the sea of the netherworld.

A face twisted by anger begins to emerge around the white throne,

the little guy is a guide,

and around the throne they,

are the next finale.

They have been complaining about the greatness of their savings for a long time, and now they will burst out.

Zhou Ze's eyes fell on the white bone throne.

In fact, this throne is a little strange.

Just like the mirror which is still three layers outside the old road and wrapped by cloth,

in the early years,

it must have been a famous magic weapon for a time,

but later, it was damaged and fell down, and finally gave birth to master Xu Qinglang's kind of freak.

And this throne has been lost since winning and falling behind. After so many years, there must be some changes.

Studied by this group and changed by the demons inside;

"hum!"

The throne was suspended above Zhou Ze '.

These years, they also suffered.

Although they were hunted by yinggou in those days, when they ate, when they drank, and when they sat on cushions, at least in those days, they were also famous figures of yinggou.

But in these years, they can only rely on these "people, ghosts and ghosts" to reach an agreement in exchange for some blood food, which is really an insult to them.Their existence, in fact, is very deformed, even, is not a complete life, just "spirit", or, just "consciousness".

The so-called contract making, in essence, is just the realization of coming to this people, using their own experience and understanding of power,

is similar to inviting the God in Northeast China.

But those tricks are only played by mountain spirits and wild monsters. In order to maintain their own consciousness, they have to hold their noses and do it. This is really a long humiliation.

Of course, there are two sides to everything. At least, they don't have to worry about Xuanyuan sword.

The throne began to press down, the pressure of terror was superimposed on each other, the whole mountain was compressed at this time.

Some of the caves on the cliff collapsed, and the dark shadows were annihilated.

More black shadows began to scatter and escape from the caves where they lived.

The six masked men of the Yuantai are still standing there.

Old belt almost mad like roar rushed up, want to help Zhou Ze out of trouble, but was a little guy to command.

The powerful imprisonment force directly brings the old to the blockade,

this doesn't mean how strong the young man is, but it's just because facing the first ancestor, the fear in the soul and the suppression of instinct are really too clear.

In addition, to the old generation, they have already hybridized to a certain extent, just like the feeling of the sea god when he saw the real dragon.

"Eat inside and eat outside, whimsical things."

With a wave of the hand of the little guy,

the old belt was pulled out, and most of his body was broken. After falling into the distance, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Master, your time is over. Why don't you know the truth of rest?"

The boy squinted and said to Zhou Ze.

He enjoys this moment very much now. Although there is a sense of small success in his expression, it's hard to control himself not to show this posture if he wants to change his position.

Zhou Ze still ignored him,

instead,

held out his hand.

The young man's eyes immediately widened,

Zhou Ze,

can he still move?

But as the white bone throne continues to press, yinggou's body also slightly quivers, and the hand just raised falls down unconsciously.

In the white bone throne, all people are united. They are like a group of spirits. At this time, they are especially United. That is to work together to suppress the winning hook here.

Even if you can't kill the hook, you should also seal the hook into the white bone throne and experience the pain they suffered in that year.

"Master, you didn't use it as a magic weapon in those days, and the soul marks you left in it have already been erased by us."

In the year of yinggou, there was no weapon for fighting. The body of the ancestor of zombies was the most terrible sharp blade in the world.

The white bone throne continued to fall, Zhou Ze's feet began to sink into the mountain, and in a short time,

the rock had not reached the lower leg.

But Zhou Ze, still expressionless.

The fat can shake the tree,

the reason that I planted in the past has brought about today's bitter fruit, as if it were also very natural.

"Not sure?"

Boss Zhou's voice came.

It's really humiliating to be suppressed by my magic weapon.

Yinggou didn't respond,

just kept standing there,

the throne on the top of his head was still pressing wildly,

however,

although yinggou's body was constantly embedded in the rock like a nail,

but his body was still standing up without bending.

The effect of potatoes is reflected here. Otherwise, if the power is generated purely from boss Zhou's body as usual, it can't be supported until now.

"That's your throne, you can't call it?"

"Master, there's no point. Don't struggle.

The hardness and stability of the throne is clear to you, master. It was created by you. But now you have no enough power to destroy it.

I'd like to see how long it will last, master. "

The little guy stepped back a few steps, like an outsider, looking at the scene in front of him, he still enjoyed it.

Finally,

the rock has entered zhouze's waist position. The most terrible thing is that there are blood beads on the surface of zhouze's body skin.

Obviously,

the strength of the body can no longer be supported too much.

"Master, soon, soon, you will soon taste our pain over the years, and you will soon be the same as us!""Negotiate with the demons, promise them freedom, and see if there is a chance for them to fight back."

Boss Zhou can't control his body now, so he can only make suggestions nearby.

The winning hook is still uneven,

is still the same,

does not respond to Zhou Ze's half meaning.

However, this time, he did. He really opened his mouth to the guy in front of him.

"In your eyes, it is the throne."

After a moment's hesitation, the young man asked subconsciously:

"what else?"

………

Suddenly,

a picture came to mind of the little guy,

he was crawling on the sea of the netherworld, kneeling to win hook, and in front of him, win hook was drinking the wine made from the blood just extracted from a fierce animal.

While drinking, he randomly threw the bone in front of him behind him.

The young man raised his head cautiously, and saw that on the sea behind yinggou, the white bones were already piled up, very high, just like, there was the towering atmosphere of the throne!

"Want to live?" he asked calmly

"I want to live, I want to live, I want to live!"

"If you want to work, just pack up the things behind you."

Yinggou holds a handful of water from the sea and washes his hands.

"Master, are you going to build a throne that belongs to you and only you are qualified to sit on?" he said

Win hook laughs,

doesn't care: "throne?"

"Yes, only you can be qualified. The whole hell must worship the throne."

Yinggou shakes his head,

throne, that should be something Huang Di likes, not him.

Look, I glanced at the white bone pile again,

and said casually:

"make a Kennel. "

The young man immediately continued to grin with a shy face and said:

"master, you are joking."