Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 777 Sneaking Near the Coffin (Reward, Add More)

The big golden dragon that was repaired was handed over to An Qingli to control, and then he approached that space turbulently.

This place is dangerous.

And if the big golden dragon fails this time, I don't know what to rely on next time.

The mustard space is definitely not good, once you enter it, you will be in the turbulent flow of this vast space, with endless ups and downs.

The endless spatial turbulence at a glance, especially looking down vertically, is like the Milky Way hanging upside down for nine days.

"I have to trouble you this time." An Qingli's heart broke, and he sacrificed the sacred tree An Qingli.

There is no slight difference in appearance between the two, and even their abilities are the same.

An Qingli can make alchemy, and Shenmu An Qingli can also make alchemy, and can also make immortal pills.

It's just that An Qingli's sorrows, joys and sorrows are real sorrows, joys and sorrows, while Shenmu An Qingli's sorrows, joys and sorrows are deduced sorrows, joys and sorrows.

Shenmu An Qingli is a ruthless plant, or it has no life at all, it is just a living puppet that pretends to be real.

An Qingli frowned, and Xiao Jintan also said, this time, it cost money.

A late Mahayana dragon, plus a piece of sacred wood of the four elephant trees, plus many talismans and poison talisman pills, I hope that the coffin of the first emperor can be blasted into powder in one fell swoop.

No matter what was in the coffin, it was all blasted into powder.

"I'll go too." The Moon Emperor said solemnly, his tone full of undeniable determination, "I want to fulfill the solemn oath I made to the Moon God."

When the Jiyue Kingdom was destroyed, the Moon Emperor swore to the Moon God that he would kill Zhou's butcher in the next life.

Although the soul has been suppressed for [-] years and has not waited for the next life, if the coffin of Butcher Zhou's soul can be destroyed in this life, it can be regarded as the love and favor of the Moon God.

The soul of the Moon Emperor is like water waves, gently rippling, showing a slightly transparent outline, she is a tall beauty with curly hair and shawl.

Although it was just a back view, it was inexplicably captivating. She was indeed the most beautiful woman in the world at that time.

It is said that Zhou Shihuang specially built a hundred-foot-tall moon-picking tower for the beauty of Ji Yueguo back then. I don't know if it was for humiliation, or it was a well-designed cage of thousands of gold.

An Qingli looked at the decisive figure, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, don't be rash and impulsive."

Yuehuang looked back and smiled, and An Qingli also smiled at her.

"My darling, this seat... this seat..." Heiyu's heart beats so fast suddenly, it seems to be falling in love again.

The Moon Emperor is so beautiful, tall and thin, wearing a flowing tulle skirt, long black curly hair, especially that impeccable slender neck, so beautiful that it is almost unreal.

"Watch out for your saliva." An Qingli kicked the black taro and put it in the spirit animal bag.

In the spirit beast bag, Heiyu shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Moon Emperor, you must come back alive!"

Come back alive?

An Qingli looked at Yuehuang and Shenmu, her mood suddenly sank.

Such a dangerous spatial turbulence, once in, even getting out is an extravagant hope, and there is no way to come back alive.

Some sacrifices are inevitable.

Shenmu An Qingli looked calm, entered a high-level space magic weapon, and then entered the mouth of the water dragon.

The Moon Emperor's soul also entered the mouth of the water dragon, and also entered the sleeve robe of Shenmu An Qingli.

With a thought in An Qingli's mind, she made Shuilong shut her mouth tightly, and couldn't open it easily.

Because Bingfeng explored the way first and knew the approximate location of the coffin, the water dragon carefully moved to the entrance of the cave.

Wushen's dragon's eyes turned slightly, locked the approximate position, and then resolutely, jumped down into the turbulent flow of that bottomless space.

The huge golden dragon's body, regardless of everything, quickly walked diagonally downward.

But in an instant, countless turbulent currents rapidly covered the whole body of the water dragon.

Like countless knives, they crazily slaughtered the dragon's body.

A thick defensive barrier was propped up on the golden dragon's body, but the defensive barrier could not stop the densely packed wind blades.

Inside the body of the golden dragon, many top-grade spirit stones were originally buried.

But those top-grade spirit stones are being consumed rapidly.

terror!
so horrible!

This spatial turbulence is too terrifying!
The defensive barrier was only briefly lit for two breaths, and then quickly turned dark.

But that's not even the biggest headache.

The most troublesome thing is that the huge body of the dragon is swaying in the terrifying turbulence.

The giant dragon was going down with all its heart, but the turbulent current pushed the dragon to sway from side to side, and even faintly went up.

So just to stabilize the huge body is a great consumption.

The defensive barrier on the dragon's body has completely dimmed. However, Shenmu and Yuehuang haven't found the coffin yet, and they don't even know where the coffin is.

The turbulence has already begun to slaughter the dragon's body.

The dragon went down with difficulty, and the dragon's head was still in the turbulent flow, turning with difficulty.

at last!

Finally, Shenmu An Qingli discovered the location of the coffin, which was equivalent to An Qingli's discovery of the location of the coffin.

But the body of the water dragon has already begun to become fragmented, and its scales are flying.

"Hold on!"

Shenmu An Qingli cried out in her heart.

When An Qingli received the message from Shenmu, she was tempted to forcibly imprison the water dragon.

The water dragon struggled to stabilize its stump, remained motionless, and let the turbulent flow slaughter it, and it seemed that the turbulent flow was about to touch the puppet talisman.

However, at this moment, Shenmu An Qingli looked at the coffin and suddenly twirled her toes.

Heaven-level space skills are displayed.

This is a traceless teleportation, ignoring obstacles, ignoring the enchantment, and teleporting directly out of the dragon's mouth.

If it was replaced by the common teleportation of high-level monks, it would have been harvested into pieces by this wind blade.

But Shenmu An Qingli, relying on this sky-level teleportation technique, arrived beside the coffin in an instant.

It's just that the turbulent wind affected the line of sight and judgment a little, and it didn't move precisely to the top of the coffin, and it was still a foot away.

It was just this zhang away, and the sacred tree was immediately torn apart and completely changed beyond recognition.

Yuehuang tried his best to lose his soul, and forcibly pulled the blurred Shenmu to the top of the coffin, and lay down on his back.

Here, the wind is much less windy, not too strong.

However, the water dragon in the Mahayana realm was completely reduced to powder in the severe turbulence.

The strongest divine beast in its body did not persist for ten breaths in this turbulent current.

"Butcher Zhou!"

The Moon Emperor didn't care to feel sorry for the water dragon, his expression suddenly became serious, and his spirit suddenly rushed into the coffin.

However, the coffin was airtight, and there was still a layer of defensive enchantment.

"Don't be impulsive, the more you have to use your brain at this time!"

The Broken Shenmu struggled to sit up, his facial features had been flattened, but the tone of his mouth was exactly the same as that of the deity, An Qingli.

In fact, at this time, it is already the deity, who is completely in charge of the actions of its substitute puppet.

"Then how do we do it?" At this moment, the Moon Emperor, who was filled with hatred, could no longer think normally.

When the Moon Emperor died, she was still a carefree and honorable empress who had been enshrined all year round.

If the country is not broken, she should enjoy a lifetime of worry-free life.

The Shenmu swayed, turned into a nose and eyes again, and said in a deep voice: "Push! Push hard! Push the coffin into the turbulent flow!"

(End of this chapter)