nine coffins

Chapter 701 Thousands of years, only a long sigh

The blood coffin hangs in the sky, and the big hand hangs down.

But, in fact, it was not a real hand, but a seal of blood mist.

In the night, red snow fell all over the sky.

At this moment, the entire Hanji Town was shrouded in the seal of blood mist.Overwhelming, overwhelming everything.In Hanji Town, everyone felt a huge shock in their hearts and souls.

That kind of coercion is extremely special.Because, that is definitely not monk coercion.

Looking at Hongxue in the sky, Murong Huang couldn't help frowning slightly.This kind of vision was mentioned by Wenqu Xingjun when he was walking on the Xuebei Hanyuan.

That is the Shura world, a demon-like existence.

Hanji Tangnu narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.Because he knew who was coming.Immediately, he flipped it over with one hand, and the small knife, which was no longer than three inches long, was already in his hand.

The black mount is like a dark flame.Dragon Saliva Cut!The Venerable Divine Soldiers, once dispatched to the Demon Continent.

Beside Tang Nu, the innkeeper also held the abacus in his hand.The Hanji townspeople on both sides of the long cross street all looked solemn, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The red snow all over the sky smelled of blood and death.

At this time, even the sick young man in the southeast corner of the town slowly opened his eyes.

"What kind of power is that?" The sickly young man's eyes reflected the red snow all over the sky, but his expression was slightly dazed.Because, the blood mist in the void carried an aura that was completely unfamiliar to him.

That blood mist was actually an existence that even he could see through.The vicissitudes of life are vicissitudes, and the long is long.That seems to be an existence beyond the ages, and no one can see through the truth.

Everyone behaved differently and each had their own concerns, but the seal of blood mist had already fallen.

Tang Nu raised his brows, moved slightly, and wanted to make a move.Because, he still can't let people get their hands on the ghost coffin.

However, at this moment, another force suddenly appeared in the void.

In the red snow, a black and white glow suddenly flew from outside the sky.Under the big hand, like a long rainbow, it traverses the sky and directly protects the empty ghost coffin under it.

It was actually a black and white stone bridge, and the ancient UFO atmosphere was indescribable.

"Asura Palace, Naihe Bridge!"

Lu Cun Xingjun in the void frowned, and at the same time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.The legendary treasure of Asura Palace, the members of Blood Moon's Three Immortal Sects, finally appeared.

Boom—boom—boom—

Everything is an instant, an instant!

The Seal of Blood Mist and Shura Naihe Bridge collided suddenly.

Shocking blood mist, endless black and white.The two extreme powers are comparable.A huge vortex was formed again, circling on the long cross street.

The whole Hanji was shaking.

Boom—wow—

Several ancient houses on Cross Street collapsed in an instant.Tang Nu's heart trembled. You know, this is the first time that an ancient house has been damaged in the ancient Hanji Town.

Moreover, he always felt that the ghost coffin was resonating, but there is actually no coffin here!
The aftermath of the impact, this time, was not absorbed by the ghost coffin in the void, but like a horn of a sheep, it circled upwards and flew straight into the night sky.

At that moment, the black moon in the void seemed to tremble slightly.That is the power of shaking the world, weeping ghosts and gods.

Jie Jie Jie-

The ghosts screamed again, and the wandering spirits floated.

Tang Nu's expression changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but look up at Hei Yue.The sick young man also raised his eyebrows and looked up at the black moon.The ghost's body sank, its body shook, and blurry images began to appear in the black and white ghost pupils.

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

In the void, there was a burst of wild laughter!
"The Shura Naihe Bridge is well-deserved!"

Goodbye, a young man in a ragged padded jacket was extremely relaxed and lazily standing in the void, right in front of the three white-killing angels.

"Pay homage to the young master!" The three celestial immortals knelt down on one knee.

Kill God!Kill the young master of the Immortal Palace!He is the sharpest sword in the Palace of Killing Immortals!
At this time, behind the killing god, two blood-red wings spread out, like the wings of an evil angel.

The blood-hungry Shura is the oldest and most evil beast in the Shura world.Back then, it took eternal power to seal the existence, what else is there to say?
A sick young man, in the bluestone house, his eyes are slightly radiant with purple awns.His gaze, through everything, looked directly at the God of Death, and at Lust Blood Shura.

The killing god's expression froze, because he felt an extremely powerful divine consciousness sweeping over him.

However, the sick young man frowned.

What the hell is that?He is still puzzled.Killing God is currently the only character he can't see through.

And on the other side of the void, there were also three figures, which gradually transformed into illusions.

The first person was a middle-aged male cultivator, wearing a royal blue robe with continuous palaces embroidered on it.The man had a restrained expression, a peaceful face, and no waves in his eyes.

However, the realm of the male cultivator is by no means top-notch in Hanji Town today, it's just a great consummation of Tianxianyi.

"Elder Shura, Guo Jia!" Lu Cun Xingjun said nothing, but he couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart.

Asura Guo Jia is definitely an important figure in the Asura Palace.

See you behind Guo Jia, but there are two strange beings standing.Those were two red-robed monks, but their faces were pale and bloodless, and their eyes were completely dark gray, with no gaze.

Moreover, their bodies exude endless death and murderous aura, not like living people.

Blood Soul Guard!Heavenly Immortal Fifth Level Blood Soul Guard!Everyone present gasped.

Blood Soul Guard, that is the existence in ancient legends.Legend has it that back then, Gui Zun sat down with one hundred and eight blood soul guards, and they were invincible in all directions.However, after the Great War of the Three Realms, I don't know how many remain.

The Blood Soul Guard of the fifth level of the Celestial Immortal, without the power of the ninth level of the Celestial Immortal, is almost invincible.

It is not a secret that the Asura Palace has blood soul guards, but there are very few people who have actually seen the blood soul guards in the Asura Palace.How can I not be surprised when I see you today?

But in the bluestone house, the sick young man had a complicated expression when he saw the blood soul guard.

"Alas!" For thousands of years, there was only a long sigh.

Guo Jiali was there with a calm expression.The Naihe Bridge just now was sacrificed by him to block the blood mist of the killing god.

"Everyone, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Guo Jia rushed to all the forces, bowing his hands slightly, with a very magnanimous attitude.

The god-killing young man, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, disdained to speak.On Tang Nu's side, he was low-key and silent.

Only Lu Cun Xingjun returned the salute with a smile on his face.

"Elder Guo, I have admired you for a long time. It is a pleasure to meet you today!"

"Each, each other!" Guo Jia said with a faint smile, "It's just that I don't know how to address Your Excellency. Is it Drunk Demon Luo Er Treasurer, or Taihuang Lucun Xingjun?"

"Oh?" Lu Cun Xingjun smiled, his expression unchanged, "Asura Palace is really impressive, and you already know everything! Everything is at Elder Guo's convenience!"

Drunk Demon Luo!Too Desolate Lucun Xingjun!After hearing this, Tang Nu finally knew what kind of power it was.

After listening to Lu Cun Xingjun's words, Guo Jia didn't get entangled any more, but continued to ask: "Second shopkeeper, already here! I don't know, when will the big shopkeeper show up?"

"The ghost coffin has arrived before the time has come! The shopkeeper, the golden body comes!" Lu Cun Xingjun laughed.

"If that's the case, the shopkeeper doesn't have to come again." Guo Jiadao looked at Lu Cun Xingjun, "Drunk Demon Luo, it's better to do business in peace and stability!"

"Oh?" Lucun Xingjun smiled, seemingly puzzled.

"Because the ghost coffin will never fall into the hands of you drunk demons!" Guo Jia smiled faintly, "As we all know, the ghost coffin is the property of the ancient ghost master, and the ghost master is the ancestor of my Asura Palace. The ghost coffin appeared , it is only right and proper to return to my Shura Palace!"

"Oh? Haha!" Lu Cun Xingjun laughed loudly, "Elder Guo's words are wrong!"

"The legend of the Three Realms, the vast vast universe, the great power of the world, gave birth to nine strange coffins. One of the nine coffins can control the Three Realms. For thousands of years, those who are able can get it. The Asura Palace is only tens of millions of years in the Asura Realm. It’s just an inheritance, how can you get a ghost coffin by relying on the name of the ghost venerable?”

"Ghost coffins and ghost venerables all belong to the Asura Demon Continent. No matter what, I'm afraid it won't be your turn. You, a man from the desert, intervene!" Guo Jia sneered.

"The nine coffins belong to the Three Realms, so what is Shura? Besides, we are reborn as Shura, and we are also Shura people! In the past and present, we are all from the Three Realms." Lu Cunxing Jun smiled slightly.

"In the Shura Demon Continent, my Shura Palace, who would dare to fight for what I want?" Guo Jia looked at Lu Cun Xingjun, unwilling to argue with him anymore.

Lu Cun Xingjun looked at Guo Jia, noncommittal, but changed the subject: "Excuse me, Elder Guo, I don't know the Lord of Shura Palace, why didn't you come in person?"

"If you get the ghost coffin, the palace lord will come!" Guo Jia borrowed the words of Lu Cun Xingjun.

Lu Cun Xingjun listened, smiled lightly, and said calmly: "I advise Elder Guo, the Blood Moon Southern Territory is not peaceful."

"Hahaha!" Guo Jia laughed, "In Immortal Town, there are only a million ancient heavenly soldiers, and they may not be able to survive the Southern Territory, so how can they overthrow the blood moon? Millions of ants, I Shura Palace, waved my hands, and I became powder !"

"To be honest with Elder Guo, I truly believe that Poxuantian Pavilion and Wuhen Valley, together with a part of Shura Palace, have such power." Lucun Xingjun smiled, "However, Master Ufu, let me Bring it to Shura Palace!"

"Huh?" Guo Jia's eyes suddenly flashed a strange color, but he calmed down immediately, "Thank you! Please take me back to the ghost coffin tonight, Shura Palace will definitely go to the U-Floating Hall, and come to pay respects!"

Guo Jia's words were murderous, because even the Asura Palace did not know the movement of Ufu Palace.

"Both of you, you seem to have lost your mind. Do you see me as nothing?" At this moment, the God-killing young man spoke lazily, and the blood-hungry Shura behind him seemed to start to go berserk.

Open teeth and claws, ready to move.Killing God's eyes gradually turned blood red, and his long black hair began to fly.In his eyes, the shadow of the ghost coffin was reflected.

Whether it's a magic coffin or a ghost coffin!Any coffin is actually what he wants!He seems to want it more than anyone else.

But at this time, the ghost coffin in the void vibrated unexpectedly, as if it was about to open the coffin!Tang Nu's face became more and more ugly, and his arms trembled slightly.

At this moment, the hearts of those waiting forces in Hanji Town trembled slightly.

The girl in black gauze looked at the void, and since the God-killing boy appeared, she felt a strange resonance.

Can the ghost body resonate?What's the secret of that god-killing boy?
In the void, the black moon was emitting a dark light. After the ghost coffin fell, it hung in the void alone, watching everything coldly.

(End of this chapter)