nine coffins

Chapter 323
The black and white priest finally had waves in his eyes, and the sackcloth on his body swayed slightly.

Saintess Yu'er, the color in her pupils is quite strange, with a faint purple brilliance flowing, strange and mysterious.That is the ghost pupil of the ghost body.

The scepter in Yu'er's hand also tilted slightly, drawing a very short arc.

Under the spells of the two catastrophes, no one seems to have noticed that in the All Saints Palace, the endless power of faith is constantly gathering on the red gemstone of the scepter.

Faith is like a mountain, and incense is like a sea.The power of the saint's staff is not under the book of life and death.

It's just that one is the power of countless monks, and the other is the faith of thousands of mortals.

Everyone is brewing, waiting for the moment of the final blow.

At this time, it was the essence of the plum blossom that was the calmest.She quietly retreated another hundred feet, and at the same time, she already had a staff of plum blossoms in her hand, and a wonderful enchantment protected her in it.

In terms of cultivation, Wu'er, the essence of plum blossoms, is a monster in the metamorphosis state, and his cultivation is similar to that of Amu.Therefore, even though she has secret art and secret treasures to protect herself, she dare not move forward easily.

This is the battle of the Tribulation Realm, the highest level of battle above the deserted seas that never happens in ten thousand years.Her keen intuition made her feel extremely dangerous, and retreating was her best choice.

But among all the people present at this time, the most detached one was Amu.

Amu, who was dressed in a green robe, has been suspended in the void, with his eyes closed and his mind in meditation.The burning black flame enveloped Amu.

At this time, Amu seemed to be being sacrificed in a raging fire, and everything that happened just now was never known to Amu.

It was a very wonderful feeling.

The six senses are closed, not asking about the world.

At this time, the endless sadness was gradually dissipating in Amu's heart, and the heavy snow flying in the void had gradually stopped, only a few scattered snowflakes.

Life is long, how sad is it?
However, those sorrows made the glamorous door in front of Amu slowly open.

Soul power is like a tide, eloquent.

That is the gate of the soul realm!It's just that this is not a spell under the ban of time, but a real gate to the soul realm.

One step into the gate of the soul realm is the body of soul cultivation.

At this time, Amu, everything was empty, and he took a step forward, feeling dazed and dazed.

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Black water battle, magic cultivator transforms soul.

At this time, earth-shattering changes took place both inside and outside of Amu's body, as well as up and down the sea.

All the great powers above scattered souls in the Sea Desolate Shenzhou Realm seemed to feel an inexplicable aura.The battle in the Tribulation Realm was enough to startle too many hermit powerhouses.

In the midst of the storm, countless clouds and mist have already surged above the deserted sea.

Guisheng and Qianhua Granny raised their brows at this moment.

As powerful robbers, they can perceive everything first than the countless people present.That is the aura above several soul realms, it is the aura of power thousands of miles away.

Some originate from the endless cold plain, some originate from the vast sea of ​​suffering, and some originate from the vast desert!

There are also two extremely strong auras that fall straight to the sky.

Those strong men above the sea wasteland are basically people who have not appeared in ten thousand years.

Some of them cultivated in the cave, and some drank drunk in the downtown.Born into the world, but in a single thought, they seem to have nothing to worry about, and everything is detached.

However, only they themselves know that they are actually practicing and crossing the catastrophe in various ways.The purpose of monks' existence is to practice, and this is the meaning of their existence.

Practice is their way of life and their goal.

The catastrophe war is enough to make those monks who have not broken through for tens of thousands of years come across the domain.You know, a little bit of insight from the Tribulation Realm War may be able to exchange them for thousands of years of life, and in exchange for a realm that has been waiting for thousands of years without breaking through.

At this moment, those great powers whose lifespan is approaching and who urgently need to break through are willing to take the risk and risk the Ziyou ban to watch the battle in Heishui.For Jiexiu, it is only a moment to start the magic circle and come across the domain.

"go with!"

"Go!" Granny Qianhua and Ghost Sage shouted almost at the same time.

Those breaths, especially the two breaths from high altitude, directly accelerated their casting speed, and both of them wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

The heaven and earth black and yellow basket flew out directly, and the purple epiphyllum of the Three Realms suddenly bloomed.

It was endless tribulation power, and the purple lightning was as bright as stars, like countless purple fireworks, exploding in the night sky of the ghost town.

The miraculous book of life and death soared up directly, showing its gray light.

What is mixed with the endless gray light is the blood-colored light, soaring to the sky like a pillar of the sky.

The dark peak of Nether Mountain was reflected.This is the Blackwater Sanctuary, and the power of the Book of Life and Death is far superior to others.

Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Basket vs Immortal Ghost, this is at least two ancient heavenly treasures colliding, and their power can crush time and space.

Flying Tribulation Realm Dzogchen versus Wind Tribulation Upper Realm!

This is the first battle in the Sea Desolate China after the Heavenly Maiden Huanhua Rebellion.Back then, only when Taihuangmen fought against Ziyou City, could there be such a grand scene.

Such power is almost impossible to describe in words.

The air waves and electric lights, the water ripples and light waves, cover the sky like the sky, and undulate like the sea!
"Boom——" Many palaces in the Wansheng Palace collapsed, rolling up dust all over the sky, and countless green lights scattered in all directions.The statues of gods enshrined in the All Saints Palace were all smashed.

Those powers of faith turned into streamers and went straight to Yu'er's staff.

The Wansheng Palace of the Immortal Ghost Sect, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine palaces blessed with talisman spells, were directly reduced to ruins.

Countless monks below the soul level, no matter what school or sect, were directly killed in a flash, and those who escaped from the soul are considered lucky.

At the last critical moment, the entire ghost city was rumbling and thundering, trembling unceasingly.

One hundred and eight black glows suddenly shot out from the city wall, and countless sigils intertwined and shone in the void.

Sanctuary ghost town, the moat formation is open!
According to this legend, the great formation once blessed by the Ghost Venerable finally blocked the aftermath of the two great calamities and the two heaven-defying magic weapons, allowing this city that has been passed down for thousands of years to survive!
Otherwise, the entire ghost city might become a dead city just like the former Baicheng in the northern country.

In the book of life and death, more than ten thousand monks of the Immortal Ghost Sect were drained of strength and dissipated directly.

Grandma Qianhua and Guisheng are at the center of power.

An endless vortex rolled up, Granny Qianhua's white hair was scattered in the hurricane, her red robe was fluttering, her wrinkled face was full of murderous looks.

The ghost saint's black robe was bulging, and the bamboo hat on his head had been completely knocked off, revealing a very strange face.

That face, half of the face, is full of scars from spells, and the face is completely unclear, and the other half has long been turned into a skeleton without a trace of flesh and blood.

However, whether it is the eyes on the human face or the black hole on the face of the skeleton, there is a faint green glow.

Guisheng, I don't know what kind of past he has, but he looks like this.Like a ghost, with such a face, no wonder he wears a bamboo hat.

The power in the void is still rising, raging!

"Boom-boom--"

Those forces collided again, creating a hurricane-like vortex, hundreds of feet high.But there are still a few monks in the field, on the periphery of the power, they will not retreat at all.

The black and white priest of the Immortal Ghost Sect, Yu'er, and one person is actually the suzerain of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

The master of the Immortal Ghost Sect was wearing a big cloak and a black robe covering his head, so he couldn't see his appearance at all.

At this moment, he was the most mysterious figure on the field. Unfortunately, at this moment, even the black and white priests didn't pay attention to him at all.

Wen Muran and Xiao Luo were also waiting on the periphery of the power.When the snipe and the clam fight, they just want to be fishermen.However, at this moment, Wen Muran suddenly raised his head to look at the void, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved.

"Ziyou's ban, in the face of great temptation, is also a piece of waste paper!"

Xiao Luo's Celestial Eye had already been half opened at this time, and there was a white light in his eyes, and he raised his head and glanced at Gao Tian.

It's just that with his cultivation base and Celestial Eye, he can only vaguely perceive a few extremely powerful auras, which are already approaching.

"Jie Xiu?" Xiao Luo frowned.

"Scattered souls and above are not allowed to cross domains! Many robbery cultivators violated the order this time, how do I see Ziyou City? Do you really dare to kill these robbery cultivators? The sea is in chaos, and I am too desolate to make a comeback!" Wen Muran coldly road.

Revival is too short, this is his long-cherished wish for nearly ten thousand years.

In the goodbye field, there have been slight changes.

The vortex of robbery power is constantly spinning, and consumes a lot of power.

"Wow——" Even though the ghost saint has the book of life and death to help him, his cultivation level is still a little lower.Suddenly, his body trembled, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and almost couldn't stand still.

"Hmm!" Granny Qianhua also frowned, after all, the power she was facing was the Ghost Saint and all the monks of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and her face was a little pale.

The Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Basket and the Book of Life and Death are still facing each other in the void, as if they are evenly matched.

Both Granny Qianhua and Ghost Sage sensed that the powerful aura in the void was getting closer, and before these powerful beings who knew no enemy or friend came, it was their common idea to kill each other.

"town!"

"Kill!" The two of them changed the seal formula in their hands almost at the same time, and they were both making a final fight.

"Boom boom-"

At this time, it is almost impossible to see what the spells of Ghost Saint and Granny Qianhua are.

Only the power of raging, straight to the sky!There is only endless killing intent, like the wind blowing.

The red clothes are like blood, and the black robes are like ink.The images of Grandma Qianhua and Guisheng are all in the sky.

The third time they collided, the endless air waves rolled away like clouds.

The entire All Saints Palace has long been razed to the ground, without any buildings.The foundation of the Immortal Ghost Sect was almost reduced to ashes.

Cangwu Tower finally collapsed.

The soul cards of many monks above the soul realm of the Immortal Ghost Sect flew out directly.

Some directly collapsed, which meant that the monk had already died. They might have been drained of their soul power by the life and death book, or they might have died in the aftermath of the battle between Granny Qianhua and the ghost saint. There is no conclusion.

Some soul cards went directly to the back mountain of Youming, if the mountain of Youming did not fall, the Immortal Ghost Sect would naturally not be destroyed.

However, no matter what the outcome of this battle is, the Immortal Ghost Sect has already been seriously injured.

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