nine coffins

Chapter 477 Peerless Beauty, Ghost Girl Like Smoke
One string is a million heavenly soldiers.

However, in the initial battle in Hell Cave Mansion, Meng Hun was defeated by one against two.Whether it is the Moyu Xianling or the magic bell, the power seems to be above the magic piano.

The third son of Ziyou had already seriously injured Meng Hun with the help of the strings of the magic qin before he got out of the sedan chair.

In fact, Meng Hun understood that the words of the third son of Ziyou City were not wild words.Killing himself, for the Xuanxian, the mysterious third son of Ziyou City, may really be effortless.

However, after all, Meng Hun, the magic piano, is the son of Gui Ruyan, and there are only four strings left, but he still has a life and death plan.That secret technique was recorded on the last page of the ancient scroll that Gui Ruyan gave him.

"Until the end of the mountain and the river, this technique will never be used." This is the ghostly black script on the last title page of the ancient scroll.

Summon the Heavenly Continent Divine Soldiers!That was a technique that Meng Hun had never used before.

At this moment, Meng Hun understood that he might only have one last chance to make a move.If a true immortal faces a mysterious immortal, unless you are equipped with magic weapons like Amu, you will never have a chance of winning.

The fish will die, or the net will break!
Meng Hun quickly formed a seal with his hands, and the four strings of the qin radiated their brilliance at the same time, and then flew away from the body of the qin in an instant.The four strings turned into thousands of lights.In the cave mansion, Meng Hun's aura of real immortality was lingering.In the mist, thousands of rays of light are faintly visible, and countless phantoms of human figures.

At this moment, Xiao Luo frowned. He didn't know what kind of spell Meng Hun was using, but there was no doubt that it was definitely a heaven-defying spell.

However, at this moment, the sedan chair of the third son of Ziyou City, who had been half-floating three feet above the ground, suddenly moved.Because, the third son in the sedan chair knew what kind of spell it was.

Moqin Menghun, the blood of Tianzhou.In any case, the third son did not expect that Gui Ruyan from Tianzhou would pass on such great skills to Meng Hun.

That is a pure Tianzhou Summoning Technique, if it is great, it can summon endless Tianzhou Divine Soldiers.

Those magic soldiers are not real existences, but the essence of the Qi of the Three Realms. They are invincible, just like golden armored warriors, sweeping away the mighty.Even the third young master now dare not say that he will be safe among millions of divine soldiers.

However, if such a great technique is performed, at Meng Hun's current level, all energy and life energy will inevitably be exhausted.As soon as the heavenly soldiers come out, Meng Hun will die.

"As long as there is one string, I, Meng Hun, will have millions of soldiers."

At this time, the third son finally knew that what Meng Hun said was not false.Meng Hun's technique must not be allowed to succeed. The third son is naturally not worried about Meng Hun, but the end of the million heavenly soldiers, which is absolutely out of control.

Therefore, the three sons of Ziyou City moved, and this time it was not the four bearers who moved, but the white sedan chair teleported like a ghost.

Like the wind and lightning, no one saw clearly how the sedan chair got in front of Meng Hun, including Meng Hun.

With the sedan chair in front, a vast and boundless power of the mysterious immortal radiated directly, and a green glow covered Meng Hun.

Xuan Xian imprisoned!

Meng Hun's body froze for an instant, it was normal for the Xuanxian to imprison the True Immortal, but above the deserted sea, there had been no battle of the Zhenxuan for countless tens of thousands of years.

Meng Hun didn't have nine coffins on his body, so he couldn't completely make the power of confinement invisible.The third young master still hadn't left the sedan chair, but the imprisonment of the mysterious immortal directly terminated Meng Hun's technique.

At this time, the third young master is an irresistible existence in this cave.At the same time, the Moyu fairy bell in front of the sedan chair slammed directly at the two doors behind Meng Hun.

Third Ziyou, I want to see if the two doors can be opened without the secret spell of the Ghost Venerable.However, at the moment when the Moyu Xianling flew out.

Boom - boom - boom

Inside the cave, shaking slightly, the two doors behind Meng Hun suddenly opened.

I don't know how many thousands of years of the most yin and cold air rushed towards the face, and that biting chill instantly made everything in the cave just now covered with green frost.

The mural, which was originally shining and lifelike because of absorbing endless calamity power and immortal power, was immediately covered with a layer of green frost.

The car curtain of the third son of Ziyou City also stiffened instantly, and the black jade fairy bell suddenly stopped in the air.

"break!"

At this time, the third young master suddenly gave a soft drink and said nothing.A burst of Xuanxian's power directly hit the Moyu Xianling.Xianling was startled and flew back suddenly.At the same time, the sedan chair of the third son also teleported and returned to its original position.

Everything happened in an instant, the plain sedan chair came and went like the wind, imprisoned Meng Hun, and then flew back, but it seemed that it hadn't moved at all.

However, the door behind Meng Hun opened extremely suddenly, and the endless cold air that had been lingering for thousands of years suddenly poured in like sea water pouring out of the gate.

Endless cold air formed a whirlwind and rushed out from behind the gate.

click - click -

The entire cave began to freeze rapidly, and the faint layer of ice spread like a spider's web.Such air-conditioning made the third son shy away from him, and he didn't need to talk about others.

Only Meng Hun was the closest to the door, but it was not affected at all.The Xuanxian restraint around Meng Hun's body was loosened instead, and it was released instantly.

Saying goodbye to the others, the sedan chair of the third son of Ziyou City emitted bursts of white light, protecting the four bearers around him and the man and woman from the dragon and phoenix clans of Ziyou City.

"Open!" The Huo Jie male cultivator of the Ziyou Dragon Clan frowned and let out a soft drink, a blood-red fire rose from under his feet.

Snapped--

Under the calamity fire, those mysterious ices suddenly collapsed, but in the blink of an eye, they had recovered.

"Huh?" The Dragon Clan Huo Xiu couldn't help frowning.

A thick layer of ice had already formed under the feet of the four bearers and the men and women of the dragon and phoenix tribes.At the same time, countless sigils flew out from behind the gate in an instant, continuously deducing their combinations, bursting with silver light.

"Yin and Yang are separated forever, and people and ghosts have different paths!" The eight big characters have begun to float in the void. .

"Scatter!" The third son of Ziyou City shouted lightly from inside the sedan chair, and a green glow shot out.

boom--

That green glow directly broke up the two big silver characters.

It has to be said that the mysterious third son of Ziyou City is really too powerful.You know, back then, Amu was an ancient Tianbao with fire attributes like the ancient lamp of the soul of war, so he was able to protect himself.The third young master cracked everything with a light drink and raised his hand.

The air-conditioning gushing out from the hanging coffin cave, although the existence of the powerful third son of Ziyou City failed to seal those people, it still restricted their actions.

However, another ball of green fire flew out of the sedan chair.

call--

In an instant, the mysterious ice under the feet of everyone in Ziyou City was completely vaporized.

At this moment, Xiao Luo and Wu'er were relatively relaxed.Because, at some point in Wu'er's hand, there was a lantern emitting a strange purple light, and the purple fire light emitted by the lantern completely resisted the cold air.

These people just took a deep breath and sighed secretly that there are indeed many crises in hell.

But at this moment, ten white shadows suddenly flew out from behind the gate.Those white shadows lined up, directly blocking the gate, standing behind Meng Hun.

Those were ten white-clothed ghosts with white robes sweeping the floor, exactly the same as the ones Amu had seen before.It's just that at this time, including Meng Hun, they don't know that there are actually twelve more powerful black ghosts behind the door.

Those ghosts are all human-shaped ghosts, with loose hair and drooping heads. They can't see their faces clearly at all. They can only see a pale complexion and a sharp chin exposed between their hair, and even their two arms are also different. It was covered by long sleeves, which also dragged on the cold ground.

These ghosts are the guardians of hell, and Amu was careful not to move them at all.Two white-clothed ghosts blocked Amu, and Amu relied on the ancient lamp of the soul of battle and the dragon whip of Canghai town to escape from death, so no accident happened.

But now the ten ghosts came out together, standing behind Meng Hun, this kind of formation was indeed a bit frightening.

"Sura ghost!" The third young master in the sedan chair whispered to himself.

At the same time, through the vast fog, the scene behind the gate has been seen by the third young master.The demon cultivator Xiao Luo, black and white lights burst out in his eyes, and the demon eyes were fully opened.

In the newly opened cave, the cave walls as far as the eye can see are all polished black and white boulders, and their brilliance is like a mirror.In the center of the cave is a circular pool with a diameter of seven or eight feet.It's just that the water inside has already stagnated and turned into ice.

On the ice, the air-conditioning rises like smoke and mist, making it extremely blurred.There are more than a dozen ice monsters around the ice pool.Those monsters have different shapes and are all kinds of strange things.

Some have blue faces and fangs, some have wings, some have three heads and four tails, and some have two horns and one eye.

These monsters don't look like creatures from the sea.There are nineteen in total, and they seem to be arranged in a curious order.That is definitely a shocking magic circle.

Streams of mysterious ice-cold air wandered among the monsters.Although those monsters are ice sculptures, they are divided into black and white. From time to time, a cold light appears in the eyes of those monsters.Lifelike, just like a living thing.

If these ice-sculpted monsters are resurrected, their power cannot be underestimated.At this time, even Xiao Luo, the demon cultivator, couldn't help but gasped.

The realm of black and white, so he remembered the Black Demon Palace in the secret realm of the wild soul.

Inside the small sedan chair, the third young master of Ziyou City was silent, but the curtain of the small sedan chair was slightly rippling, which seemed to imply that the third young master's heart was not at peace.

What kind of existence are these?For a moment, no one dared to act rashly.

At this time, the two caves were connected, and everyone gradually saw everything clearly.

In the middle of the ice pond, amidst the rising cold mist, there was actually a coffin with a crystal-like luster floating in it.

coffin?Everyone was shocked.With the advent of the magic coffin, the coffin has become an extremely sensitive existence above the deserted sea.

The coffin in the cave was floating in the air at a height of three feet, crystal clear, like polished crystal.A faint cool air radiated from the ice-coloured coffin.

The hanging coffin in the cold mist, almost everyone who saw the scene clearly changed their complexions.

And looking again, not far away, on the black and white cave wall, the brilliance flows, but there is a portrait of a woman and a few poems.That woman was dressed in fluttering black, her skin was as snowy as snow, her beautiful eyes looked forward, but her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was worried.

The woman in black, stepping on a cloud of white clouds, is graceful and unparalleled in beauty.She actually held an ancient book halfway in her hand.That ancient book is black and glowing, it must not be a common thing.

Goodbye on the cave wall, the brilliance is shining.A few lines of writing appeared.

"Piaomiao Tianzhou's tearful beauty, 9 years of turning dreams into seas and wastes. I have poured out my heart for thousands of eons, and don't ask ghosts like smoke in the past!"

Those handwritings are elegant and elegant, flowing like clouds and flowing water.They are not runes, but every word is actually shining.The person who left the handwriting must have reached the wonderful realm where everything is law.

"Mother!" Meng Hun didn't look back at this moment, but his spiritual sense swept across the cave, vividly in his mind.Especially after sweeping across the hanging coffin, I couldn't help but feel a huge shock in my heart.

That was, after 9000 years, Meng Hun saw his mother again, which made him dream about it.

The woman in the ice crystal coffin looked peaceful.In Meng Hun's eyes, she was the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms.

There are crows on the temples, and the cheeks are like snow.The long black dress further brought out the woman's unparalleled noble temperament and intoxicating charm.And the most special thing is that there is actually a crystal teardrop hanging on the black and slender eyelashes of the woman in black.

That teardrop, the brilliance flickered, did not condense and did not fall, refracting endless brilliance, it seemed to be a tear that would never shed for thousands of years.

9000 years ago, Meng Hun saw that tear.

"The ghost girl is like smoke, as expected, she is peerless!"

The curtain of the white sedan chair fluttered gently, and the third young master's voice was extremely low, followed by a long sigh.

(End of this chapter)