nine coffins

Chapter 473

The darkness is silent, the hell is silent.

The blood moon night, the mist of Shura, was torn open a crack. For 9000 years, the magic piano Meng Hun, who has been guarding the gate of hell, has disappeared without a trace.

Inside the gate of hell, the long tunnel that has been around for tens of thousands of years is still endlessly lifeless.However, when Amu entered hell, the countless lamps and orb slots that could still be seen are gone now.

In the tunnel, it seemed that a fierce battle had just been carried out, and the residual power of the spell had not yet dissipated.In the entire dark passage, endless energy and faint blood mist floated.

The black stones on the cave walls on both sides exude the restraining power of the talisman.Even so, at this time, there are still countless black stone walls, eroded by the remaining magic power, and stone powder is falling down.

The numerous bones of the year have been completely dissipated.Those huge wings and magic weapons that were once scattered throughout the tunnel were also completely reduced to dust.

Scatteredly, there are a few new corpses and some magic weapons that still have the power.These are the sea desert monks who have just died and their magic weapons.

The hell in the back mountain of the Netherworld has been undisturbed for tens of thousands of years.Now, when it is opened again, I don't know how many monks broke in, and I don't know how many people's lives will be harvested.

Along the tunnel, within a few miles, is the black and white stone gate.Embossed on the door was a green-faced, fang-toothed evil spirit.

The realm of the Holy Ghost!

The ancient seal characters that were light red more than 200 years ago are now blood red again, because blood is dripping on those handwriting at this time.

"Human and ghost, ghost and human, human and ghost have different paths; yin and yang, yang and yin, yin and yang are always separated!" The couplet on the stone gate is still there, but there are seven or eight broken swords stuck in it.

Those remnant swords were all blown away by great techniques, and they are still shining brightly at this time, and their quality is definitely not low.

Here, back then, Amu once encountered a bird slave with a human face and a bird body.Those yin bird slaves can be described as messengers of the underworld.

Where there are ghost birds, there are half-dead monks, as long as they make a contract, they will become slaves to the birds of Yin flying in the two realms of Yin and Yang.

The bird slave of the yin will always live to devour the hearts of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine monks.Because, then you can reincarnate as a human being.

However, on the black cave wall today, there is no aura of the Yin Bird Slave at all, it seems that they have completely disappeared.The gate of the ghost domain was not closed, but completely opened.

Originally, there should be a tunnel covered with ice, but now all the cold air has dissipated.The tunnel was broken several feet by mana.

Behind the tunnel is a cave with a radius of several tens of feet. The green frost on the cave wall has long been dispersed by the flame of Amu's ancient battle spirit lamp.

Under the faint green light, on the cave wall is a continuous giant painting.On the huge painting, the palaces are continuous and splendid, and one of the tall buildings soars into the sky.

Anyone who has seen the Immortal Ghost Sect's Wansheng Palace and Cangwu Tower at first glance will think that it is a picture of the Wansheng Palace.

However, if you look at it carefully, it will be different.Because, the palace on the mural has an inexplicable aura that the Immortal Ghost Sect's Wansheng Palace doesn't have.

Moreover, the scale of the palace on this mural far exceeds the Wansheng Palace of the Immortal Ghost Sect.The Palace of All Saints is just an appearance, without a miniature version and imitation of its god.

The most important thing is that there is a strange sun pattern in the void of the mural.

The sun hangs in the void, but it is divided into black and white.Half light, half dark.That is definitely not the sun on Sea Desolate China.

The background of the mural is not the Nether Mountain, but the vast black mist covering the sky.Between the black mist, there are actually several black giant birds looming.

That giant bird, shaped like a vulture eagle, spread its wings and covered the sky and the sun, seemingly thousands of miles away.They hold something that looks like a worm in their mouth.Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a silver dragon with teeth and claws.

The eclipse dragon!

Such a scene, such a giant bird, is so shocking, it looks like the legendary Garuda bird.

The Immortal Ghost Sect's Wansheng Palace, which was not destroyed back then, is definitely a magnificent existence above the black water.However, it is not as imposing as the palace on this mural.

The day of yin and yang, is that another time and space different from the Sea Desolate China?The Tianzhou Boundless Realm, the Demon Continent Shura Realm, and the Sea Desolate Divine State Realm, which one is it?
Back then, when Amu saw this huge mural, he was extremely shocked.And tonight, the moment Moqin Menghun entered this cave, he was equally shocked when he saw everything.

Meng Hunku, the magic piano, sat at the gate of hell for 9000 years, and had no choice but to retreat to it tonight.

At this time, Meng Hun, the magic piano, was holding the guqin, sitting cross-legged in front of the gate of the mural.At this moment, Meng Hun's face was pale, his black robe was stained with blood, his long hair was disheveled, and he was extremely exhausted.Moreover, that Guqin actually broke a string.

Mo Qin and Meng Hun, back then even the Green Devil was afraid of him.

Because, Qing Mozi believed that Meng Hun had the right to die with him.It can be seen from this, what kind of fight Meng Hun has gone through now!Otherwise, how could the strings of the Guqin break?

Moreover, if Amu is here at this time, then he must know that there is a hidden mystery in the position where Mo Qin and Meng Hun sit cross-legged.Because, behind him is the organ.

If the gates of those two murals are opened, the largest cave in hell will appear.

The magnificent ghost Ruyan was lying in the ten-thousand-year ice crystal coffin in the cave mansion.That river-like restriction is quite terrifying.

But the cave where Meng Hun is now is the same as before, without any change.

Dozens of pieces of ice that are ten feet high stand up in disorder.The mysterious ice would not melt for thousands of years, and the slightest bit of air-conditioning filled the entire cave.

The air-conditioning in the entire cave is radiated from this piece of Wanzai Xuanbing.And within each piece of profound ice, there is a monk sealed.

They have different postures, and almost all maintain a posture of confronting the enemy.There is a white-haired old man, a man with a jade tree facing the wind, a beautiful woman in green gauze, an old monk with a withered figure, and even a boy who looks no more than seven or eight years old.

The clothes of these people are extremely weird, not like Haihuang's current appearance.Some of them still have countless magic weapons hanging in their hands and above their heads, but they are all sealed in the profound ice.

No one knows how many years they have been sealed here.Even when Meng Hun first saw them, he was shocked.Because none of these people passed in front of him.

Tonight, no one seemed to bother them.Because, at this moment, a faint silver light enveloped them. The eight characters "Yin and Yang are separated forever, and people and ghosts have different paths" float on the mysterious ice for thousands of years.

These people should all have entered hell before Meng Hun guarded it, and they were all sealed here.But Wang Jue, who entered hell from before Meng Hun, was not here.

A middle-aged monk in white was sealed in a piece of profound ice in the corner.

The middle-aged monk in white had a pale complexion, a strand of black beard fluttering from his chest, his eyes opened with surprise, and at the same time, he kept his hands in the posture of knotting.

Three glittering and shining things that looked like huge snowflakes surrounded him, but they were all sealed in the ten thousand years of ice.

The biggest difference between this white-clothed friar and others is that there is a light blue quaint light still shining on his chest.It was the North Cold Thousand Miles, but no one knew it.

At this time, apart from these sealed monks, there were still a few people standing opposite Moqin Menghun.

One was a man in black who was so handsome and pale with a pale face.A small ink-colored clock hangs above the head of the man in black, and a trace of black light hangs from the magic clock.The billowing devilish energy surged within three feet.

Behind him was a woman with a cold temperament and a green dress.The woman was elegant and refined, with two faint imprints of plum blossoms on her cheeks, and she was holding a staff of plum blossoms in her hand.

They are none other than Xiao Luo and Wu'er.At this moment, they are already the only descendants of Taihuang on the sea wasteland.

Next to Xiao Luo and Wu'er, there was a very plain sedan chair parked.

The white curtain, above is an ancient city of ink and wash, with green hills in the distance, quite freehand, quiet and distant.On the top of the white car curtain, there are light yellow tassels.

However, the string of white jade wind chimes in the middle of the sedan chair was replaced by a string of black jade wind chimes.

Back then, the third son of Ziyou City came to Haihuang.The white jade wind chimes are a string of real fairy bells, jingling and crisp, very melodious and full of fairy spirit.But now this string of black jade wind chimes is silent, giving people a strange and depressing feeling.

The sedan chair remained the same, but the four bearers had been changed, because the four people had all died in Amu's coffin.However, the four bearers, still dressed in white, stood still in the void.Still, the four monks who were in the upper realm of water disaster, they are all the elites of Ziyou Chengfei Clan.

Behind the sedan chair, there were no other people.

(End of this chapter)