nine coffins

Chapter 697 Ghost Coffin Appears, Shura Chaos!
The sky was full of blood and dust, and ghosts laughed harshly.The entire Hanji Town is eerie and eerie.That Tang Ji-like son, with no skill in magic, was imprisoned in the void by an unknown force.

At this time, the red glow rolled over the long cross street, like two huge red snakes, constantly struggling.However, he was trampled on the ground by the messy footprints at the intersection of the long street.

Those footprints were messy and disorderly, but they contained endless power, which shocked everyone's hearts and souls.The entire Hanji Town was shaken.Thousands of miles around, it seems like a volcano is about to erupt, buzzing endlessly.

However, those dozens of footprints, like sky nails nailed to the ground, exude a faint haze, but overwhelm everything.

The blood coffin in the void is relatively red and bleak.

Southeast of Hanji Town, inside the Bluestone House.The sick young man naturally saw everything.However, there was a faint sneer on his face.He knew that everything hadn't actually started.
Everything at present, not even the prelude.

The ghost's body is deep and dark, and it is as stable as Mount Tai, motionless.Inside the black and white ghost pupils, there is nothing but emptiness, like two black and white pools of water, which do not reflect anything.

Shen Ming didn't see the real ghost coffin at this time.And the shape of the blood coffin that fell in the black moon couldn't be formed in the Nether Ghost Pupils at all.

Tang Ji's people have made a move!Murong Huang, sitting on the stone bench in the ancient house, frowned slightly.

At this time, behind him stood Jumen Xingjun and Wenqu Xingjun.The expressions of the two people also moved slightly.Because, no matter how resourceful they are, they are not ghost bodies after all.They cannot be as safe as Shen Ming and sick teenagers.

Inside Tang Ji's old store, Tang Nu's cheeks were tense, and a faint black air was already emitting from his right hand.

Because, at this time, he already fully understands.The scariest person in the town should be that sick young man, Axuan. In the 3000-year layout, he thought he had already controlled the boy, but the endless poison didn't seem to have the slightest effect.

That sick young man was clear-headed and possessed superb skills.Those poisons of oneself are useless at all.The law moves with the heart, and can seal the Cross Street with messy footprints and no sound.

Tang Nu hardly dared to imagine such a method.

And his own methods have naturally been seen through and even used by others.However, in 3000 years, everything was safe for him.The sick boy took his medicine almost on time, even yesterday it was still the same.

Tang Nu understood that it was definitely not something he could contend with.The sick boy wanted to kill him without any effort.However, he poisoned others with three thousand poisons, and he has been fine so far.

That can only show one thing, that is, in the eyes of the sick young man, even killing him is not worth killing.

"What kind of existence is that? Yuanxian? Or higher?" Tang Nu thought in his heart, then raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although the Tang family guarded Hanji Town for generations, he knew that he and many people in Hanji Town were actually ants.

But as humble as an ant, I ask for something!
Tang Nu's expression gradually turned cold. He has guarded Hanji Town for 10,000+ years, isn't it just to wait for this day?

Whether fate or belief.That was Tang Nu's choice.

Before the blood moon, if it snows, I will return!Tang Nu believed that even if someone saw the situation in Hanji Town, so what?Because, there must be someone who can't see clearly.

Thinking of this, a gleam of brilliance flashed across Tang Nu's old face.

"When the Holy One comes to this world, he can crush everything!"

At this time, the entire Hanji Town trembled even more violently.All the red flames on the ancient houses are faltering.The shadow of the coffin in the void can disperse at any time.

Inside and outside Hanji Town, many powerful figures in the bright and dark places felt a little dizzy.

Tang Nu knew that if he did not act again, the entire Hanji Town would go berserk in an instant.If so, their first move would be meaningless.

With no other choice, the sick boy's footprints forced him to make a move.Such a variable may change a lot.

However, Tang Nu didn't leave the store, but his robes were billowing, and the power of the celestial beings surged.

Abruptly, Tang Nu raised his right hand, and a black awn pierced the sky, rushed out of the old Tang Ji store, and slashed towards the long cross street.

The Four Heavenly Immortals!

In fact, Tang Nu couldn't compete with the footprints of that sick boy, because they were not of the same level at all.However, don't forget that Tang Nu has a powerful magic weapon - Dragon Saliva Slash.

Dragon Saliva Slash, the divine weapon of the Venerable, is almost at the level of the Nine Coffins, its power is indescribable.

With one wave of Tang Nu's hand, the power of the celestial being poured into it, but the body of the divine weapon did not come out.However, a piercing and cold black awn appeared.Just like in a sea of ​​flames, a black dragon soared into the sky.

This black awn is enough to solve everything.

Boom—click—

On the long street of the Red Cross, black awns cut across.In an instant, it was like a landslide.The black awn of ambergris directly wiped away the footprints of the sick boy.

"What's that? Dragon Saliva... Zhan..." At this moment, the sick young man who saw everything had a dazed expression on his face.The purpose of his leaving those footprints is to see the power behind Tang Ji.

However, at this time, a memory that seemed to exist and seemed to disappear suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Dragon Saliva Slash? Dragon Saliva?" The sick boy frowned, he could only think of such a name.However, he wasn't sure about everything.

The torrent of memory is like a torrential river of forgetfulness, but in his mind, there is a gate that strangles everything tightly and cannot flow smoothly.

But at this time, the seal was broken, and the long cross street shook rapidly.

The two ghosts in the void instantly turned into snow pigeons, wanting to fly directly back to Tang Ji's old shop.But everything in front of them did not give them such a chance.

Boom—rumble—crack—

The loud noise shook everything.Goodbye, the Red Cross Street suddenly began to crack.The two straight lines of fire intersected, and a hundred-foot-high red glow shot up directly, like a sky wall.

Those two bastards are also unique existences in the Three Realms.

However, that red light is not like a flame, it is better than a flame.

Those are actually the power of the ghost coffin, which was sealed by the footprints of the sick boy just now.At this time, it burst out suddenly, like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable.

The two Baer are at the point where the firepower intersects.More importantly, everything in front of me is out of control.The shape of the blood coffin that fell from the void did not completely swallow the force that spewed out.

The rest of the power is scattered, enough to kill everything.The two snow pigeons instantly disappeared.

At this time, the entire Hanji Town was instantly divided into four parts: southeast, north and west.In the vast snowy field, the cross cuts apart, like four isolated islands.

"Huh?" Tang Nu's face changed when he saw it, "Not good!"

Because, he knows that all the power of the ghost coffin must not be leaked, otherwise the success may fall short.Goodbye, Tang Nu couldn't care less, and suddenly flew out of Tang Ji's old shop.A black glow protected his whole body.

Tang Nu's hands suddenly formed seals.

"Hanji Town, ban it!" Tang Nu yelled.Following Tang Nu's voice, all Hanji's ancient houses on both sides of Cross Street were instantly brightly lit.

Among them, in a courtyard, countless red lines suddenly flew out.Straightforward strands actually connect the red flames above the entire Hanji Ancient House to Jackie Chan.

In an instant, those red flames suddenly brightened like life, as if they were brought back to life.

And on weekdays, the embroidered woman, with seals in her hands, quietly floated in the void.All the red lines are under her control.

In another courtyard, the big blacksmith, carrying a sledgehammer, also stood in the void.

The door of the hotel inn has also been opened.The shopkeeper and the old man of the Tang family faced each other from a distance, with an abacus on their hands and a seal formula in their hands.

Those are the three great celestial monks!
On both sides of the long street, in Hanji Town, other conspicuous figures were already floating in the void.They are the oldest townspeople of Hanji, or, in fact, they are Hanji Town itself.

All of them pinched the spells in their hands, and gathered the ultimate power to seal Hanji.

In an instant, the entire Hanji Town was ablaze with light and was sealed vigorously.The power gushing out from the long cross street was contained within Hanji Town without any leakage.

"Xiu Niang, gather the coffin!" Tang Nu shouted.

Goodbye to the embroidered woman, the seal formula in her hand changed.The lights of that house were like red flames, and they flew up like dragons in an instant, heading straight for the shadow of the blood coffin at the intersection of the long street.

"Iron man, coffin refining!" Tang Nu yelled again.

The blacksmith suddenly sacrificed the sledgehammer in the void.However, instead of hitting there directly, it turned into a purple-golden flame and rushed towards the shadow of the coffin.

Tang Nu and the shopkeeper of the hotel formed seals at the same time, and they were in control of the entire Hanji seal.With all the power gathered, the blood coffin in the void suddenly absorbed everything.

The shadow of the blood coffin is virtual, and all the power is real.

get together!Refining!become!
boom--

Blood red soared into the sky, and the entire void shook.

Jie Jie Jie - Jie Jie Jie - ha ha ha -

The ghost screamed again, echoing the world, like singing and weeping.

Blood light, black awn.In Hanji Town, in the void, after tens of thousands of years, a blood-red ghost coffin finally emerged.

At this moment, countless people inside and outside Hanji Town suddenly opened their eyes.They are all waiting for this moment.

In the north of Hanji Town, Murong Huang frowned.

"Do it!" Jumen and Wenqu suddenly obeyed.

Outside Hanji Town, black air rose suddenly, as if it contained thousands of soldiers and horses.

At the same time, the aura of several strong men also surged outside Hanji Town.The power coming to Hanji is definitely not limited to those who showed up in Hanji Town.

What's more, there is evil spirit in all directions.There are battles outside the town, and demons outside the people.It was absolute chaos.

The ghost coffin appeared and shook Shura Mozhou, who wouldn't want it?The battle of the coffin is about to start, blood will flow like a river, and bones will be like a mountain.

At this time, the other end of the chess game.

In Xuenan Immortal Town, there are millions of ancient heavenly soldiers, the fighting spirit is like clouds, and the dark energy is like wind.

"Kill!" Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Luo suddenly ordered.In Immortal Town, the black mist exploded.Millions of ancient heavenly soldiers rushed out of Immortal Town with the power of the nether world.

On the hill outside the town, the master of Shenlong Pavilion and Lucun Xingjun had already put down their tea bowls and looked at each other from afar.It is inevitable that they will fight.

Take the soul out of chaos!

Xiao Luo's expression was cold, because it would be a Shura catastrophe.Wu'er, the plum blossom spirit, stood beside Xiao Luo, but there was no sadness or joy in his eyes.

The ghost coffin came out, Shura moved.However, in the southeast corner of Hanji Town, Shen Ming, a sick boy, was safe as before.The black and white ghost pupils are still empty.

(End of this chapter)