nine coffins

Chapter 592 The Lord of the Green Demon Pavilion, the Holy Lord Hanji

It is unknown when the ancient domain gate was damaged.

Just now, Li Shui, Mo Wuhen, and Bai Wuming have studied it for a long time, but there is no way to repair it.Even Amu, who is well versed in the way of forbidden pictures, cannot restore that ancient existence.

However, the painting soul old man just waved his hand casually when he reached the gate of the ancient domain.A burst of brilliance unfolded, and the ancient domain gate, like a dead tree in spring, instantly became alive, emitting endless white light, and the old man who painted the soul disappeared directly.

Just this one moment made everyone dumbfounded.Did you fix the domain door by raising your hand?What kind of state and practice is this?

The silver-haired Xing Fei couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.He can't see through such an old monster at all.

At this time, the four masters of Poxuantian Pavilion all fell in front of Amu.The big black tortoise disappeared without a trace.Among the four major pavilion masters, Xuanfeng and Jinlin only tried their best to support them.

"Pay homage to the master!" Headed by Gan Tianqing, the four masters of Poxuantian Pavilion suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of Amu.

"Eh?" Amu froze on the spot for a while.Li Shui, Mo Wuhen, and Bai Wuming all looked at each other in blank dismay, this situation was a bit too sudden.

Especially Mo Wuhen, who had already guessed the identities of Gan Tianqing and the others.

Only the white-haired Xing Fei looked calm, and said with a faint smile: "Amu, they are all underlings of the Cyan Devil, so it is natural for you, the successor of the demon man, to call you master, so don't be surprised!"

"A subordinate of Qing Mozi?" Amu couldn't believe his ears.

"They are Po Xuantian, the four pavilion masters of Shenlong, Xuanfeng, Jinlin, and Mogui, all of whom are super-celestial killers in the Shura world. And the current chief pavilion master of Poxuantian is the green devil!" Xing Fei wry smile.

Qing Mozi is the Chief Pavilion Master of Poxuantian Pavilion.This news is too shocking!At this time, Amu already understood that in the 3000 years of Shura Demon Continent, the green demon must have made a big move.

"You don't need to be polite, please get up!" Amu hurriedly helped Gan Tianqing up.

At this time, Amu understood why Gan Tianqing had a trace of green devil on his body, and also understood that Han Jiyueye, Gan Tianqing was indeed helping him sincerely.

At the same time, with a flip of his hand, Amu sent out four sea elixir directly.

"This is the sea elixir. If you are injured, it will definitely help you!"

The Canghai elixir from the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms is an absolute top-notch elixir for the Asura monks.At this time, all four of them were injured, and they were in urgent need of elixir.

Gan Tianqing was not polite, took the elixir directly, and felt that his injury had improved significantly in an instant.The same was true for the other three, especially Xuanfeng and Jinlin, whose faces were even more bloody.

"If there is no Lord of the Dragon Pavilion, I guess it would not be so easy for you to get out of Hanji Town. The killer who killed the Immortal Palace today may have already entered in front of you." Xing Fei added.

Amu and the others nodded, and after thinking about everything, they understood a lot.

"Xingsheng envoy, what happened to you in the 3000th year of Mozhou? Qingmo, where are you now?" In fact, seeing Xing Fei at this time, Amu had many questions in his mind to ask, but he didn't know which one to ask first.

"It's a long story, so we can only talk slowly!" Xing Fei smiled lightly, and then said, "The old man Huahun repaired the domain gate, I don't know where you are going?"

"We're going to the middle of the Blood Moon, the Valley of No Hate!" Amu said.

Immediately, Amu introduced Mo Wuhen and Bai Wuming to Xing Fei, Gan Tianqing and others, and everyone met them one by one.At the same time, Amu also briefly explained the purpose of himself and others going to the middle of the blood moon.

"The matter of Wuhen Valley is strange!" Xing Fei sneered, "It seems that Wuhen Valley is probably also a pawn in the game."

"Huh?" Amu and Mo Wuhen were a little puzzled by the words, and couldn't help but look at Xing Fei at the same time.

"Let's talk about it later!" Xing Fei looked at Gan Tianqing and the others, "What is your mission?"

"The pavilion master has an order, let us not leave the master's side, protect the master's safety, and wait for the master's dispatch!" This time it was the pavilion master Mogui who answered.This is also the order of the blue devil when they came across the domain.

Xing Fei looked at Amu, meaning to ask for Amu's opinion.

"Let's go to the center of the blood moon together! With you, the matter of Wuhen Valley will not be difficult!" Amu looked at Mo Wuhen.Mo Wuhen nodded, with the support of Po Xuantian Pavilion, it was indeed too easy.

"Obey!" Gan Tianqing and the others naturally had no objection.

"Okay! Amu, let's go first! I'll tell you everything slowly!" Xing Fei said.

Everyone nodded, stretched their bodies, and entered the domain gate one after another.Amu directly scattered several gold-level spirit coins, targeting Blood Moon Zhonglu.

For a moment, the entire domain door was full of light, and then everything returned to calm.

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In Xuebei Hanyuan, there are no more valleys, but more tiankengs and thousands of sword marks.If the old man Huahun hadn't appeared in time, the whole Xuebei would have been different.

Thousands of miles away, on the blood-red mountain, the three armored monks of Zui Moluo are still there.

"Notify the second shopkeeper of the main store of all the situation, and let him make arrangements early! The ancient domain gate was used, and the young master of Wuhen Valley is here. It is estimated that most of them are going to Blood Moon Zhonglu. Perhaps, it is time to fight Wuhen Valley. It's a card!" said the armored monk in the red cloak.

"Shopkeeper, shall we go to the main store too?" said the armored black man behind him.

"We must not leave Xuebei without the order of the big shopkeeper!" The monk in the red cloak armor shook his head, "It will take me at least 300 years to take off this armor! I hope that the other six people will come sooner than me." !"

"This armor is both protection and a cage." The words were full of vicissitudes, and the monk in the red cloak seemed to have thousands of depressions in his heart.From under his mask, he exhaled a long, icy mist.

The other two armored black clothes seemed to share the same feeling and shook their heads at the same time.The three of them didn't say anything, and then disappeared into streamers.

At the same time, Hanji Town.

With the death of the god-killing boy and Amu and others leaving one after another.Hanji Town finally regained its calm.

However, at this time, the days of black and white are turning.A half round of black sun hangs over Hanji, and the whole town is dead silent. This night, there is not even the usual barking of dogs.

Cross Street, like a cross, is embedded in the entire Hanji Town.If you look down on the entire Hanji Town from the void, then in the dark night, Hanji Town and Cross Street look like a strange totem.

Tang's old shop, the back hall.

It was a rather strange room, the entire room was long and shaped like a coffin.On one wall of the room, hung an antique painting, which turned out to be just a cloud of black mist.

In addition, facing the ancient painting, there is a single ancient wooden Taishi chair, apart from this, there are no other decorations.

Two snow-white pigeons landed on the armrest of the grand master's chair, but they were not living things, but white jade, emitting a cold light.However, it was clearly the two snow pigeons in the daytime.

It was an extremely weird feeling, because the whole room exuded a cold and dead air.Just like Hanji Town at night.

But at this time, there was an old man sitting on the grand teacher's chair.He is none other than the old man of the Tang family.However, at this moment, his whole body remained motionless, like a dead person.

Only in the dark night, with the cold light shining in his eyes, did he know that he was just sitting silently.

Today, he knew that Hanji Town had escaped a catastrophe. If the Devil's Coffin and Bloodlust Shura were to shake it down, the entire Hanji Town would probably be overthrown.

And Hanji's secret must not be exposed.

A long sigh echoed in the house.The old man of the Tang family looked like an ordinary old man who was about to die.

Snapped--

In the darkness, the old man of the Tang family twitched his right thumb and index finger and middle finger lightly, and a long black incense appeared in his hand, and then the sparks lit up, and the black smoke lingered.

The smoke became thicker, and gradually, the black smoke drifted into the hanging picture.In an instant, the picture was full of black light, and an extremely strange atmosphere spread out in the whole room.

The black mist in the painting seemed to be alive, spreading round after round.Seeing this scene, the old man of the Tang family, with a solemn expression, quickly got up and knelt down towards the picture.

A vicissitudes of life voice came from the black mist: "Tang Nu, why are you calling me?"

"Subordinate Tang Nu, disturb the sage's sleep!" The old man of the Tang family respectfully apologized, "There is indeed something important to report!"

"What's the matter, tell me!" At this moment, following the ancient voice, the black mist in the picture gushed out, instantly turning into a tall black figure, floating in the room.

(End of this chapter)