nine coffins

Chapter 173
Chapter 170
"Huang?" Shen Yan's voice trembled slightly, "Are you the inheritance of Taihuang?"

"Hahaha!" Mr. Wen laughed loudly, "You are worthy of the inheritance of Ghost Venerable, you still have knowledge!"

Amu doesn't know what this Taihuang inheritance means, but from Shen Yan's performance, he also knows that the other party must be an extremely tricky person.

Sure enough, when Shen Yan raised her hand again, she directly slapped the soul blood released from Amu's eyebrows back to Amu's eyebrows.

"Wang Han, this drop of soul blood is for you!" Shen Yan's voice was dry.

"Huh?" Amu frowned, knowing that this was definitely not a good sign.

"The Taihuang Gate has been passed down for tens of thousands of years in Haihuang Shenzhou, and then disappeared mysteriously overnight. Wang Han, today you and I will either live together or die together! There is no other way." Shen Yan's tone was flat but resolute.

After hearing this, there is no need to say more, Amu also knows the situation in front of him.

After sweeping Mr. Wen and Xiao Luo with his eyes, the corner of Amu's mouth curled up, and an endless murderous aura suddenly radiated from his whole body.

This murderous aura is Amu's unique power, which is accumulated in two lifetimes.

The murderous aura had already taken shape, completely merging with the black flame on Amu's body.

There was a sound of chi chi, the murderous aura was like a poisonous snake spitting out its core.

"How could there be such a strong murderous intent?" Both Mr. Wen and Xiao Luo could not help but frown slightly.They can feel the endless killing intent, which is the killing intent from the soul, and has nothing to do with demons.

"Shen Yan, either the fish died, or the net was broken!" Amu smiled strangely.

"Not bad!" Shen Yan nodded.At the same time, the brilliance on the face of the supreme ghost and god gradually rose, and the magical power surged.

"Mr. Wen?" Xiao Luo glanced at Mr. Wen.

"Do it! My enchantment can't stop it for too long, and this deserted soul secret realm is about to collapse! The strongest method is a quick battle!" Mr. Wen said loudly.

With the sound of landing, the four of them started their hands almost at the same time!

Shen Yan flew up, and the grimace on the face of the supreme ghost was even more terrifying!
"Cackling, Jiejie!" Shen Yan suddenly let out an extremely frightening laugh, that laughter was like a ghostly laugh, it made people feel awe-inspiring and shuddering, it was not Shen Yan's original voice at all.

At the same time, when I saw Shen Yan's surroundings again, there was an endless gloomy ghostly aura, and countless ghosts appeared, like thousands of unjust souls appearing in the world, and Shen Yan's cultivation seemed to increase sharply at this moment.

Lingsheng middle level, Lingsheng middle level Dzogchen, Lingsheng high level...

Seeing this scene, Mr. Wen also had an incredulous look on his face, but he didn't give Shen Yan too many chances.

At the time of Lingsheng's high-level Great Consummation, Mr. Wen's people had already arrived in front of Shen Yan.

There are no gorgeous moves, and there is no magic weapon, just a single hand.The soul power that can move the general trend of the world came overwhelming.

The Dzogchen intermediate level of soul cultivation is almost an existence that cannot be expected or reached.

The endless soul pressure can almost shatter the void.Although Shen Yan forcibly improved his cultivation with the help of the Supreme Ghost Face, he was still weak to Mr. Wen.

The radiance of the Yin-Yang Galaxy Map dispelled most of the soul pressure.But Mr. Wen went straight to grab Shen Yan's face with one hand, this move was enough for Shen Yan to parry.

At the same time, Xiao Luo had already attacked Amu.

This time, Xiao Luo didn't use the black and white mirrors, but a white light rose directly above his head.Just now because of the demon king's bell, he didn't have the means to use it, so he used it again.

In the pale white light, the shadow of the head reappeared.

"Wang Han, as a demon cultivator, it is an honor for you to die under the skull of a demon! Unfortunately, you and I are both demon cultivators and cannot coexist in the same world!" Xiao Luo said coldly.

The skull had completely floated on top of Xiao Luo's head.That skull emitted endless white light, but in the black eye sockets, there were two streaks of black flowers.

Such a vast amount of demonic energy and demonic intent was the only thing Amu saw besides the demonic coffin that possessed such a large demonic power.

"Is it really the skull of the devil?" Amu thought to himself.At this moment, the coffin in his body did not move at all.

But at this time, Amu had already taken action.

Of the six ancient battle spirits, two went straight to Xiao Luo, and the remaining four tried their best to rescue Shen Yan.The gold-level spiritual coin on top of his head directly dropped thousands of spiritual powers, continuously paying attention to Amu's body.

In fact, at this moment, Amu's strength has almost reached its limit, on the verge of breaking through.The devilish energy in the devil sea is extremely unstable.An inadvertent mistake at this time may lead to madness.

However, Amu couldn't care less.He didn't use the remnant wood of the coffin, or even the black cane, but a red light flashed directly between his eyebrows, and the ancient lamp of the battle spirit directly appeared on top of Amu's head.

"boom--"

As soon as the ancient lantern of the soul of war came out, the red glow all over the sky, like a reflection in a river of blood, directly collided with the devilish energy emanating from the devil's skull, stirring up thousands of waves of air.The entire enchantment was shocked.

"What is that?" Xiao Luo was taken aback.As a demon cultivator's instinct, he was sensitive to all magic treasures, but as soon as Amu's magic weapon came out, he concluded that it was not a magic treasure.

Not only him, but also Mr. Wen, who was restrained by the four ancient war spirits for a while, couldn't help but change his expression.But with his experience, he still couldn't see through the origin of that ancient lamp.

As soon as the ancient war spirit lamp came out, the six ancient war spirits were even more eager to fight, and the six black lights shot straight into the sky.

At this time, Goodbye Amu's face was solemn, and a seal was formed on his chest.This seal is the second time that Amu casts it. This is not the North Cold spell, nor the magic spell, nor is it a forbidden picture.

Because this is a seal of God!

After changing three printing methods in a row, a colorful light rose from the top of Amu's head.The appearance of this technique is completely different from Amu's magic power, but it can be activated by Amu's magic power.

Among the colorful rays of light, there is a faint aura of spirit, majestic and majestic.The colorful lights continued to spread, and the entire small secret realm seemed to be infected by Amu's technique. The colorful blur in the void was truly psychedelic and beautiful.

Amu's whole temperament has also changed at this time. Although he is wearing a black robe, he has a bit of a god-king air.Although this aura can't compare with Amu's devilish energy after practicing for a long time, it is enough to cover up Amu's devilish energy.Once this technique came out, no one would be able to understand what kind of monk Amu was.

At this moment, it seems that it is no longer a duel between demons and demons, but a battle between gods and demons!

(End of this chapter)