nine coffins

Chapter 280 Ghost Dance Forbidden Picture
Under the massacre of the gods, Moqin and Menghun's expression remained the same.It's just that just now he played the piano with one hand, but this time he moved both hands together.

"clank--"

Several piano sounds sounded, like thousands of clouds and thunder, like thousands of horses galloping, with the faint sound of killing and cutting.

Demon Qin and Meng Hun sat firmly on the black stone with a calm expression, between his ten fingers, there seemed to be millions of soldiers, talking and laughing, he could wipe out the enemy in ashes.

"Boom—boom—rumbling—"

Under the Nether Mountain, the earth shakes!
The Great Killing Technique of Ten Thousand Gods can slaughter ten thousand immortals.Even if Amu can't exert its power in case, it is by no means comparable to ordinary spells on the sea desert.

The realm of the magic piano and Menghun is even more unfathomable. A few simple piano sounds at any time are comparable to any life and death art.

That is almost invincible piano sound.

The two forces collided, the brilliance scattered, and the aura was like the wind.

The collision of the Great Killing Technique of the Myriad Gods and the sound of the magic harp, this is an absolute soul-level battle.

The aura dies, and the light fades away.That is to say, this is a special region. If this place was a mundane world like Baicheng, the capital of the Northern Kingdom, it would have been razed to the ground long ago.

The remnants of the coffin on Amu's head stood in the original place, but his face was extremely pale.Just imagine, if there is no protection from the remnants of the coffin, even the aftermath of the collision between the two powerful forces may seriously injure Amu.

And goodbye to the Demon Qin and Menghun, who was still sitting on the black stone, still dressed in black linen, still with a calm but slightly sad expression.

A piece of guqin, not stained with dust, nothing else, the magic piano and Menghun are not different at all.

This trick, in fact, has been divided.

That's not an ordinary gap. Amu almost used his strongest spell, but his face was pale, but Meng Hun took his time and swayed it freely, doing everything with ease.

"This technique is good!" Meng Hun looked at Amu and nodded slightly. You must know that this is already a very high evaluation for a monk like Meng Hun.

"Although I can't see the origin of this technique, maybe it's not the Sea Desolation technique, but I guess this should be your strongest technique?" Moqin Menghun said again.

"Senior's vision, this junior admires it!" Amu was noncommittal to Meng Hun's question, and at the same time, he slowly adjusted his breath while talking, because the one-style Ten Thousand Gods Killing Technique just now consumed a lot of his demon power.

In usual battles, the Great Killing Technique of the Thousand Gods is basically Amu's last technique, but today the opponent is too strong, and finishing the Great Killing Technique of the Thousand Gods is only the beginning of the battle.

Meng Hun naturally saw Amu's state, but he didn't say anything, but smiled lightly: "No wonder you dare to come to the Nether Mountain of the Immortal Ghost Sect alone, and you have passed the three stages of hell. With your combat power just now, it is enough Kill the soul cultivator!"

Amu smiled wryly, and asked: "Your eyes are clumsy, so I dare to ask you, are you a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm?"

"Oh?" Meng Hun looked at Amu Dao in surprise, then nodded slowly, "You actually know the Tribulation Realm above the Three Realms? Not bad!"

Although Amu basically guessed that Meng Hun was a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, when Meng Hun nodded, he still gasped.

Tribulation state, that is a state that Amu can't imagine now.Amu has no idea how high the robbery realm is.

Water Tribulation Realm, Fire Tribulation Realm, Wind Tribulation Realm, Yin-Yang Tribulation Realm, Sky Shattering Tribulation Realm, the five levels of the Tribulation Realm, no matter which level they are, can crush Amu to death like pinching ants.

Amu didn't ask which realm Meng Hun was from, because that didn't make any sense.

Behind the Nether Mountain, there is actually a Jiexiu sitting in front of the gate of hell guarding, so how many people can enter above the deserted sea?Originally, Amu thought that there would be at most a novice Sanhun guard here, which would be good.

Isn't this Meng Hun really a monk of the Immortal Ghost Sect?If not, why is he sitting here?

Countless questions arose in Amu's heart, and at the same time, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Lingsheng versus Jiejing, that is the difference between heaven and earth.With Amu's current cultivation base, let alone a robbery cultivation, any scattered soul may be able to kill Amu.

"Get out of here! I won't make things difficult for you! The gate of hell, with me here, never enter." Meng Hun still smiled lightly.

After hearing Meng Hun's words, Amu broke free from the feeling of powerlessness just now, and slowly shook his head.

"Senior just said that you will give up if you try your best, which is very reasonable. Now, the junior has only made half moves, how can you turn around?" Amu looked at Meng Hun and said.

"Oh?" Meng Hun couldn't help laughing, "Do you have any skills that surpass your talent?"

"Perhaps!" Amu smiled wryly, "Even if moths are flying to the flame, this junior will also illuminate the gate of hell in the dark back mountain. Please give me some pointers!"

Hearing Amu's words, Meng Hun's heart was shocked, and at the same time he shook his head and smiled wryly.

Meng Hun had an inexplicable affection for this demon cultivator who called himself Wang Han.He is willing to let this young man who is full of murderous spirits back down willingly in front of him, because this Wang Han is just like himself back then.

Persevere tenaciously and never back down.

"I'll give you this chance!" Meng Hun said silently in his heart, "Give me a chance too!"

The vicissitudes and melancholy in Meng Hun's eyes became even stronger.

Under the Nether Mountain, it is often lonely, but with Meng Hun's cultivation, how can he not be able to bear the so-called loneliness?So Meng Hun is like the painstaking son of the Northern Cold Sect, but he has been sitting for 9000 years.

In fact, compared to Kuxinzi, Meng Hun is much more free, and he is accompanied by Guqin.

But how many people know the sorrow in Meng Hun's heart even though it is expensive for robbery?How many people understand the vicissitudes in Meng Hun's eyes?

Although Meng Hun, the Demon Qin, is an immortal legend on the Blackwater Continent, Meng Hun's state of mind has never been complete.The sadness in Meng Hun's eyes never faded away.

At this time, I saw Amu repeatedly sketching in the void with both hands, and wherever his fingers touched, traces fell, and all kinds of brilliance scattered in the void.

At the same time, the aura in the void under the Nether Mountain began to change.Meng Hun was naturally the first to notice this, because for him, the entire Nether Mountain was his domain.

"Symbol?" A trace of surprise flashed in Meng Hun's eyes.

The technique of talisman is infinitely mysterious, and Meng Hun naturally knows that there is such a secret technique on the deserted sea.

But above the wilderness, in terms of talismans, the Qingyuan Miaojia is the number one!What kind of monk is this Wang Han, who can practice the technique of talisman?
When Meng Hun was slightly surprised, he saw that Amu had already carved nine talismans.Nine rays of brilliance lined up in the void, and the general trend of the world on the Nether Mountain was aroused by it.

The printing method of Amu's hand has changed again, and the nine brilliance are blended together.

The Seal of Heaven, the Seal of Earth, the Seal of Wind, the Seal of Thunder, the Seal of Mountain, the Seal of Fire, the Seal of Water, and the Seal of Ze.The first one carved by Amu was Amu's most proficient gossip talisman.

These eight talisman seals are the first to fuse, and within the shape of the eight trigrams, there are thousands of changes and are as brilliant as the sea.

"Forbidden pictures?" Meng Hun's eyes showed a hint of disbelief.

Because, whether it's the mysterious technique just now or the technique of forbidden pictures, one can establish a foothold in the entire sea wasteland, and even establish a sect that can stand for thousands of years.

The origin of this Wang Han is by no means simple.

What interests Meng Hun even more is the one that has not been integrated into the eight seals for the time being.

That sigil is extremely strange, eerie, floating, and dark, completely different from the brilliance of the other eight sigils.

Meng Hun frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of a possibility in his heart, he couldn't help but whispered: "Could it be the ghost characters that have been lost for tens of thousands of years in the Sea Desolate Shenzhou?"

As soon as Meng Hun finished speaking, the ninth talisman was finally completed, and it turned out to be a hideous grimace, which instantly merged into the gossip talisman.

"It's really a ghost character!" Meng Hun's eyes flashed strangely, "Nine Seals Forbidden Map?"

According to Meng Hun's knowledge, the ghost character has been lost on the sea desert for at least 1 years, and it is only heard that Mo Lang could carve this seal back then.The ghost characters have been cultivated into a state of great success, one character is released, and ten thousand ghosts are conquered!

If Mo Lang's cultivation base was used back then, nothing else would be needed, just a ghost character, and the entire Immortal Ghost Sect might be crawling under its feet.

Meng Hun was really surprised that Wang Han was carrying a peerless talisman such as a ghost character.

The successor of Mo Lang?Meng Hun's heart moved, but he quickly denied himself.The successor of Mo Lang will never be a spiritual saint.With Mo Lang's disposition back then, once his successor came out, he was afraid that the sea would be shaken and the seven factions would surrender.

However, the Nine Seals Forbidden Map also exceeded Meng Hun's imagination.

Because, even today's Qingyuan Miaojia, there are only a handful of people who can lay down the Nine Seals Forbidden Map, and probably only those old monsters at the level of scattered souls can do it.Moreover, I am afraid that there will never be such heavyweight symbols as ghost characters.

If the Nine Seals Forbidden Map is completed to a great extent, it will be enough to sweep the sea.

It's a pity that at this time, Amu is fully urging the talisman. If he knows that Meng Hun will smile wryly in his heart.

Because, there are 99 talismans in his heart, but only 27 can be engraved now.For Amu, he always thinks that his art of banning pictures is too bad.

And if at this time, Meng Hun knew that there were nine hundred and ninety-nine talismans hidden in Amu's heart, he would be dumbfounded even if he was in the tribulation state.

However, no matter what, the current Nine Seals Forbidden Map technique has ghost characters, but it is of little significance to Meng Hun.

This time, the Nine Seals Forbidden Map and the Nine Seals Forbidden Map on the Arctic Immortal Sea are only missing one seal, but they are completely different.

This nine-seal forbidden map is not a star ban, but a ghost dance.

[-]% of the forbidden pictures in the Nine Seals move the general trend of the world.But at this time, it seems that the door of hell is wide open, and the wind is blowing.Thousands of innocent souls howled endlessly.

In the void, under the brilliance of the Forbidden Map, ghosts are densely packed.It seemed as if they were holding hands one by one, they came from Nether Hell, and then directly rushed towards Meng Hun.

In fact, these are not real ghosts from the underworld at all, but the form of ghosts catalyzed by ghost characters with the help of the power of heaven and earth.However, such ghost forms are not inferior to real ghosts in the slightest. They are all condensed yin power, even more powerful than real ghosts, because they are pure yin power without any impurities.

Ghosts all over the sky!As soon as the ghost dance forbidden picture came out, it directly turned the Nether Mountain into a ghost world.

However, Moqin Menghun sat on the bluestone, and let all the ghosts howl, he remained motionless.

The faint sound of the piano sounded.Meng Hun's slender fingers danced like night, jumping on the strings.

The sound of the piano transformed into a shape, and the faint green awns spread out like water patterns.

"Come like flowing water and pass away like wind, I ask you where you came from and where you left?"

Meng Hun sang with the qin, and the voice of Ufu, faint, resounded through the entire dark night sky.

(End of this chapter)