nine coffins

Chapter 686 The road to the demon body is only for the fulfillment of the state of mind!
In the Blood North Continent, the north wind is getting tighter, and the snow is getting thicker.

Looking from a distance, the mountains are faint, and there are no traces of thousands of paths.Ordinary people would not appear in such an open area in such a huge snowstorm.If you are a monk, you will naturally control the wind and the sword, and you will be able to travel thousands of miles.

But at this time, in the boundless world, there were five people, stepping on Suiqiong's nonsense, facing the wind and snow, slowly walking northward.

Of the five people, the leader was a man in a black robe and a cloak.The man's face is the same as Xiao Luo's, handsome and strange, exquisite like a demon.

Murong Huang, His Royal Highness of the Great Murong Dynasty in the Sea Desolation Divine Realm, that man is exactly the same as Xiao Luo.This was his first time walking on the Blood Moon Continent.

No one knows how he got to the Shura Demon Continent back then?Because, when the door to bury the ancients was opened, Murong Huang was not seen at all.

Mortals, still mortals!However, Xiao Luo lived many years.Within the Three Realms, not many people know the secret of Murong Huang.

Today, Murong Huang has not changed much from before, his face is still pale.His complexion was definitely not as good as Xiao Luo's.

There were four people beside Murong Huang.Murong Huang may be a mortal, but among the four followers, none of them are common people.Four great monks, four great immortals.

On the right side of Murong Huang is a fat man in brocade clothes.That fat man had a rich and happy face, a kind complexion, and endless shrewdness and ability in his eyes.The most eye-catching thing is the green jade ring on the thumb, which faintly emits brilliance in the wind and snow.

If this rich and fat man walked in the Shura world, it would be enough to shake the entire Demon Continent.Because, he is the second shopkeeper of the famous Drunken Demon Luo.

Drunk Demon Luo, Drunk Fallen Demon Island.Wuhen Valley, one of the three blood moon sects, suffered a serious injury 500 years ago.This ebbs and flows, and now Drunk Demon Luo's reputation has already faintly overshadowed him.

However, on Shura Demon Continent, there are definitely not many people who know about it.

The second shopkeeper of Zuimoluo was Lucun Xingjun of the Taihuang sect who played with the entire Qingyuan Yun family with applause in the sea desert world back then.

Lucun Xingjun's methods are definitely not ordinary, otherwise how can he control the entire Drunken Demon Luo Empire?
Heavenly Immortal Triple Realm!
This state is definitely not the state displayed by Drunk Devil Luo Er's shopkeeper on weekdays.On weekdays, Lu Cun Xingjun is very low-key, in order to deceive others, he has been suppressing his realm to be at the ninth level of true immortality.

On the left hand side of Murong Huang is a middle-aged scholar with one arm.Dressed in a green shirt, in the wind and snow, he looked thin.However, not a single blizzard could fall on him.

If Amu was here at this time, he would definitely sigh a long time.Because, the middle-aged literati are human beings in two generations, it is Taihuang Wenqu, Wen Muran.

Wen Muran, still with deep eyes and detached temperament.However, there was some inexplicable worry in his eyes.Wisdom is like the sea, but today's Wenqu Xingjun seems to be unable to see the future clearly.

Heavenly Immortal Level [-] Great Consummation!

The seven star kings of Taihuang have different days of death, and they return from the underworld in different order.Today's cultivation bases are different.Wen Muran, only earlier than Pojun, was in Bitter Cold City in Xuebei 3000 years ago.

Back then, it was him who stood on the high mountain in Xuebei, wearing armor and a red cloak.He witnessed the world war between Amu and Shashen, and the sword division of the old man who painted the soul.

200 years ago, Wen Muran finally got rid of the armor cage, but he didn't completely get rid of the shackles of his heart.Wen Muran, who has experienced the era of barren seas and post-desolation, has a completely different state of mind from those Xingjun who died early.

As for Murong Huang, the two people behind him were wearing a gray robe and a black robe.However, both of them wore big hats, which completely covered their faces.

The state of breath on those two bodies is far superior to Lu Cun and Wen Qu.Both monks exuded endless murderous aura and fighting intent.If Murong Huang is still His Highness, then Lu Cun and Wen Qu are civil officials, and the latter two are military generals.

They are like axes and swords ready to strike at any time!That is the most terrifying existence!
These five people walked silently, stepping on the snow, but they were also silent.However, if Yuan Xian was present at this time, he would definitely be able to see some strange clues.

The heavy snow all over the sky seemed to be flying as the five people walked forward, and in the heavy snow, there were faint strands of black air.That's not normal blood color.There seemed to be something hidden in the heavy snow.

"Cough-cough--"

And at this moment, Murong Huang suddenly coughed a few times.Lu Cun and Wen Qu frowned almost at the same time, because Murong Huang rarely coughs now.

Wen Muran, the last sound he wants to hear is this coughing sound.Because he knows what kind of pain it is.

After more than 3000 years of retreat, Murong Huang's stubborn illness seems to be healed.Fortunately, this time Murong Huang did not cough for a long time, but stopped for a while.

"It's okay!" Murong Huang knew that the two of them were worried, then looked at Wen Mu and said, "Back then, Xiao Luo coughed. Mister, must you be worried?".

Just saying "Sir", one can know the weight of Wen Muran in Murong Huang's heart.Because among the seven great star kings of Taihuang, only Wen Muran has such qualifications.

"Young Master Xiao suffers less than His Highness! Because, after all, I am here! Your Highness, bear more!" There seemed to be guilt in Wen Muran's words.

"Hehe!" Murong Huang smiled, "Xiao Luo, how can there be less suffering in the reincarnation of the tenth life? We each have our share! Besides, what do I share with him?"

Wen Muran smiled wryly and didn't say anything more.Murong Huang, Xiao Luo, sometimes even he would appear in a trance.Are they one person, or two?

Then, Wen Muran smiled wryly in his heart, because he knew the answer.It's just that sometimes it's hard for him to tell the difference.

"Boss shopkeeper, do you want to take a break!" Lucun Xingjun said with concern, he was still used to this address.

Murong Huang raised his eyes and looked at the heavy snow.It doesn't matter whether Murong Huang is a mortal or not, but at this time there is absolutely no wind and snow falling on him.

The four great angels are by the side, why did snow fall in the end?
"No need!" Murong Huang shook his head, and then smiled faintly, "The snow scene of Shura is so beautiful. How can I stop?"

Lu Cun Xingjun smiled wryly, and finally pondered: "The boss, the subordinates are unknown. Why do we have to walk for the last [-] miles, otherwise, we have already arrived in Hanji! If there is any abnormality, we can also respond."

Murong Huang smiled, and did not directly answer Lu Cun Xingjun's question, but looked at Wen Muran.

"Mr. Wen, do you know why?"

Wen Muran smiled lightly, then looked at the snow scene, and said sadly: "I remember that Young Master Xiao once had a great wish, saying that if he came to Shura, he would have to walk on the Demon Continent to experience the aura of the Demon Lord. Because, in the Demon Continent of Shura, It is the source of the Demon Physique. As a Demon Physique, you are an Asura. Now that Young Master Xiao cannot come, if Your Highness does not walk the Asura Road, how can your state of mind be fulfilled in the future?"

"Haha!" Murong Huang laughed loudly, "As expected of me, Wenqu Xingjun, who knows my heart well!"

Then, Murong Huang looked to the north and sighed: "Entering the Asura Realm, it has been three thousand and seven hundred years. However, Xiao Luo and I have both cultivated and have never looked at this world carefully. Let's go to Hanji, no matter whether we succeed or not. I am afraid that neither he nor I will have the chance to go to the Asura Realm again! Therefore, I must have no regrets and let him and I have a perfect state of mind!"

The road of my hometown, the snow of my hometown!In Murong Huang's eyes, the heavy snow was reflected in the sky.He wanted to bring this feeling back to the deserted sea.

"Shopkeeper, once the auspicious event is over, shall we go back to Haihuang?" Lu Cun Xingjun asked.

"No accident, of course!" Murong Huang's eyes flashed a gleam, "Don't forget, everything we do is for Tai Huang!"

As Murong Huang said, he turned around instinctively, looking at the quaint ring on his left middle finger.Inside the ring, there are hundreds of millions of souls of the Murong Empire.

"Sea Desolation Shenzhou is the node of the Three Realms! Ziyou City must disappear in the Three Realms! Demon Venerable Lihen is still calling us!" The corners of Murong Huang's mouth curved slightly, and absolute cruelty and tenacity flashed in his eyes .

After hearing Murong Huang's words, a strange color flashed in Wen Muran's eyes.

Murong Huang seemed to have sensed Wen Muran's state of mind, and smiled and said: "Don't worry, sir, no matter who Xiao Luo and I are, they are both of Tai Huang's blood! I will not let you have any regrets in your heart, nor will I let you Anyone who is too desolate, I have regrets!"

Wen Muran sighed slightly, then nodded, without saying anything, while the man in black with the bamboo hat behind also clenched his fists.

No matter what, no matter how many lives, no matter who they are, the Great Star King, the ancient stars, will shine forever!

The five of them didn't stop, and the snow was still falling.It is still seven thousand miles away from Hanji Town, and this is where the Blood North War took place.

At this time, in the wind and snow, a jade slip came through the sky and fell directly into the hands of Lu Cun Xingjun.Lucun Xingjun swept his consciousness and knew everything.

"Blood flies south to Los Angeles to send a message: Young Master Xiao, Plum Blossom Wuer and a million heavenly soldiers have landed on Blood Moon. Everything is in order in Immortal Town. Millions of heavenly soldiers have been hoarded. Break Xuantian Pavilion and guard it with all your strength. Immortal Town Outside, set up a shocking formation!"

Before Xingjun Lucun finished speaking, two more jade slips came through the sky.

Lu Cun Xingjun, the treasurer of Luo Er, the drunk demon, caught them one by one.

"Pingchuan Zuimo Luo sent a message: In the Valley of No Hate, three celestial beings left the valley and went south, and one of them was the Ninth Layer of Celestial Immortal!"

"Drunken Moluo, the devil city, sent a message: Shura Palace, there is no change. Upstairs in Cangwu, the dragon-eating bird is still there. Shura's purple clothes are still missing. The eastern part, Ufu Temple, is specifically ominous, but the Ufu Temple is getting darker day by day!"

There are a total of three jade slips, all related to the movement on the Blood Moon Continent.Lu Cun Xingjun finished speaking in one breath, then looked at Wen Muran and Murong Huang.

"Everything is within expectations! The Nine Levels of Immortals in Wuhen Valley are nothing to be afraid of!" Murong Huang sneered, "Those old men at the original immortal level will not make a move easily. But if they do, I'm afraid... "

Murong Huang didn't go on, but Lu Cun Xingjun understood.Back then, almost all of Taihuang's power could be sacrificed in Haihuang, so everything about Shura could also be sacrificed at critical moments.

After all, Shura's soul energy has not been fully collected yet.

"As long as there is a big battle, Shura's soul energy will be there immediately. It depends on Hanji, how long it will take. If the ghost coffin really appears, it will affect everyone! It may cause a shocking change! "Murong Huang said indifferently, "I am afraid that the last thing in Mozhou will be in Hanji!"

As he said that, Murong Huang's brows suddenly tightened, he felt a presence more than anyone else.

In front, a woman stood gracefully in the wind and snow, with black air surrounding her.

(End of this chapter)