nine coffins

Chapter 703 Three worlds, the sea!Ghost body, ghost coffin!
The black moon fell to the sky, the blood moon was dark, and the entire Shura Demon Continent was already shaking.The ancient black light traverses the sky.At this moment, the Three Realms are silent, the gods and demons are silent, and everything is silent.

A few years later, there will be a record in the "Three Realms Demon Continent Shura Chronicles":

Shura Demon Continent calendar, ninth new era, six thousand and six hundred years, late spring, March fifteenth.It was night, the black moon fell into the sky, and there was no light.Feelings from all domains, the Three Realms are shaken.After that, in the day of black and white, Shura regained control.For tens of thousands of years, a blood moon was unknown, and it was actually a ghost coffin covering the sky.

Nine coffins, ghost coffins!That is the existence that can suppress the Three Realms.

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The vast Three Realms, the sea and the deserted China.In the north of the cold plain, on the top of the holy mountain.No. 90, Leng Yu, the nine-generation heir of No. [-], is a descendant of the ancient stream of the sea, with a graceful fairy appearance and outstanding independence.

The Holy Mountain of the Three Realms can naturally pass through the Three Realms.However, even Leng Yu couldn't look at the water mirror, penetrate the gate of the realm, and wait and see everything.However, at the moment when the ghost coffin reappeared, Leng Yu had a feeling in his heart.

Calculated according to the time of the sea shortage, Amu and Li Shui left the holy mountain of the Three Realms, but it was only more than sixty years ago.

For the immortal Leng Yu, who is stepping forever, it is a real flick of a finger.

However, at this moment, Leng Yu frowned slightly.Just now, it should be a ray of air from the nine coffins, and it is a complete coffin, otherwise it would definitely not be able to penetrate the three realms.

Amu, how about Lishui?Leng Yu didn't know either.

To the east of the Sea Desolate Continent is an endless sea of ​​suffering for thousands of miles.

There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, and there is no worry in the happy land.

At this time, in front of the Worry-free Island, a woman in green clothes holding an ancient umbrella was standing on a reef.The green dress is facing the wind, and the long hair is flying. A jade pendant with a faint Buddha light is hanging on the neck of the woman in the green dress.

That is also one of the nine coffins, the Buddha coffin!
The woman in green is naturally the descendant of the ancient tradition of Paradise, Yunsan.Not far behind her, there was still the white-clothed mother-in-law standing.But the white-clothed mother-in-law did not look at Yunsan, but looked at the vast sea.

No one can see through the thoughts scattered in the happy land.

The white-clothed mother-in-law, although she has been scattered with the clouds all her life, she can't figure it out.Yun San is the ancient stream of Paradise, the most unpredictable successor in history.

The Buddha coffin, the white jade fairy gourd, and all the inheritance of the ancient immortal green soul are almost all in his body.The power of Yun San is indescribable.However, Yunsan always has a nameless concern.

"200 years, can the forgotten time really last forever?" The white-clothed mother-in-law sighed in her heart.Because she doesn't understand.

At this moment, Yun San's eyes were calm.But it seems that there have been vicissitudes through the ages, and in the depths of the eyes, disillusionment arises and disillusionment occurs.It was a very special eye wave.

Unfortunately, the white-clothed mother-in-law will never see her.Because the clouds will not let others see.

"If there is a destiny, we will reunite on Wuyou Island, and you and I will drink together on the moon and fall in love for 200 years!" Yun San looked at the waves of the bitter sea, remembered what he had said to Amu, and couldn't help closing his eyes slightly.

"Canghai...Guliu...Amu..." Yun San murmured like a dream.

Seal of Eight Bitterness, I can't ask for it!If Amu doesn't come to Paradise, the seal between his eyebrows will naturally not be fully opened.It's just that Yun San doesn't know where Amu is at this time?

Shura ghost coffin, see the light of day again.At that moment, the jade pendant on Yun San's chest suddenly shone slightly, filled with Buddha's aura.

"The ghost coffin reappears! Ghost Venerable? Or dragon saliva?" Yun San suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of murderous intent and endless coldness in the corner of his mouth.

In the vast Three Realms, in the depths of the vast universe, I don't know where and where.

There, there is no sun, no moon, no form or shape.Only the hundreds of millions of years of clouds are rolling here.

"Ghost coffin, see the sun again!" In the void, there was a voice and a long sigh.

"Alas!" Another voice also sighed, "Within the Three Realms, the roulette of karma goes round and round! It's like the river of forgetfulness, which never stops."

"The karma roulette is not like the river of forgetfulness. Because the river of forgetfulness never returns, it will not flow back."

"That's why Cang Hai wants to break the cause and effect and end everything!"

"That's why Cang Hai is dead, and there is no reincarnation!" The voice was very soft and helpless.

The sea is dead, there is no reincarnation!Eight characters are like a sword piercing the heart.In this world, there was a moment of silence.

"But for me, the sea will live forever!" Tens of thousands of years, endless years, it seems that the sadness in the heart of the person who spoke has not been resolved.

"His inheritance is immortal, it is eternal!"

"So, you gave that dagger to that Canghai boy?"

"I can't see through the person who has been robbed for tens of thousands of years, but I have no choice! Because he is from the sea!"

silence!Eternal silence.

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The ghost coffin appeared in the world, shaking the Three Realms.

In Hanji Town, things were even more strange in an instant.The black moon fell from the sky, falling straight to Hanji, covering everything.

Holding the Dragon Saliva Slash, Tang Nu stood proudly in front of the original blood coffin, frozen still.

The god-killing young man raised his head instantly.Shura wanted blood, and suddenly the blood mist rose sharply.Killing God, unexpectedly instantly sensed that the falling black moon was the real ghost coffin.

Roar-roar-woo-woo-

At this moment, the god-killing young man roared up to the sky, lost his voice, and roared like an ancient beast.

With a human head, two wings, three legs, red hair and tentacles, and a body of blood mist, except for that human face, the killing god is completely alienated.

Bloodthirsty Shura Beast!Is this the existence that was sealed by the ancient eternal power for countless thousands of years?Everyone was shocked by the vision and blood.

Goodbye, Killing God suddenly rushed up, and with endless blood glow, he went straight to the void.

At this time, the black moon gradually changed.Surrounded by black mist, a corner of the coffin was exposed, and the black light circulated, but it scattered red.The breath of ancient vicissitudes is fully revealed.

"The ghost coffin turns into the moon!"

All the monks were shocked.In the old house in Zhenbei, even Murong Huang, who maintained his own wisdom, was also shocked.Such a layout is really too powerful.

Within the Three Realms, I don't know how many people are looking for ghost coffins.

However, the ghost coffin has been hung in the Asura Realm like this for countless thousands of years.Everyone can see the immortal and mortal realms.Murong Huang was overwhelmed by such handwriting.

"The ghost coffin is turned into the moon, what do you turn into? The power of one world nourishes everything!" A sick young man looked at everything in the southeast of the town and sighed, "As expected of Shura Dragon Saliva! Even I may not be able to do so !"

A sick teenager with a peaceful expression, talking to himself.

It seemed that he had completely remembered Longxi, and at this moment, what was reflected in his eyes was not the ghost coffin, but the blood coffin that had appeared earlier.

At this time, everyone instantly forgot about the red blood coffin just now.All the monks understood that the black moon was the ghost coffin.

The killing god rushed forward, trying to seize the ghost coffin.

At this time, the rampant killing god and the notoriety of blood-desiring Shura are even more unstoppable.Just now when Tang Nu made a move, Dragon Saliva Slash forced Shashen back.But this time, Tang Nu remained silent.

Killing God once again approached the ghost coffin.However, this time it was definitely a real ghost coffin.

It is imperative!But at this moment, a red shadow suddenly appeared in the void with a soft shout.

"Evil beasts from the Three Realms, dare to touch the ghost coffin?"

Red dress and red dress, stunning beauty.The black and white light of the eyes is breathtaking.That is the ghost body sinking.Goodbye Shen Ming, hands like wheels.A spell, opening and closing, spreading out the endless immortal power, and at the same time attracting the power of the sky.

Ghost body, ghost coffin!
At this time, the power of the ghost coffin overwhelms everything and imprisons many, but Shen Ming feels smooth, like a fish in water.

Appearing, forming seals, all done in one go, flowing like clouds and flowing water.With the power of the nine layers of heavenly immortals, the cover is pressed down, and the god of death is directly greeted.

boom - boom -

This kind of collision is far better than just now.

All the people backed away.Flowing lights of various colors exploded like colored thunder.

But at this time, Hanji Town seemed to lack the protection of a kind of power.The ancient houses on both sides of Hanji Long Street slammed into the whole building, almost completely collapsed, and then directly turned into endless smoke and dust.

Those Hanji townspeople were instantly wiped out.Only, Tang Nu and the innkeeper are still safe.

Nine levels of immortality, desire blood Shura.That kind of power is almost unbearable even by heavenly immortals.The light waves are like a wheel, and Hanji Town is completely changed.

From now on, there will be no Hanji in Blood Moon Continent.

And goodbye, Shen Ming's body turned into a red shadow, and he retreated sharply to avoid the sharp edge.As for the killing god, Shen Ming's power of the nine layers of heavenly immortals shook his body of blood mist, and he suddenly scattered and retreated several miles away.

Roar-roar-ow-hahaha-

I don't know, is that a beast cry, or a human laugh.

Goodbye, that body of blood mist merged quickly.Desiring Blood Shura is really extraordinary.Just now, the ghost body is deep and dark, and under the power of the Nine Layers of Heavenly Immortals, it is evenly divided.

But at this time, in the blood mist, only a trace of the appearance of the youth who killed the god can be seen.

Shen Ming is beautiful and slightly slender, it seems that he can't use the skill of killing, it is absolutely difficult to stop this monster that looks like a human but not a human, a beast that is not a beast.

And at this moment, several figures suddenly reappeared in the void, rushing towards the ghost coffin.

Lu Cun and Tanlang, the two great star-lords of the wilderness, and the two celestial immortals of the Hall of Killing Immortals are all among them.How could Guo Jia and the two blood soul guards fall behind?

The gray shirt, the white robe, and the blood robe are all for that black coffin.

At the same time, a black shadow appeared in the void.That black figure, wearing a bamboo hat, broke through everything with one punch, and went straight to the ghost coffin.

That person was actually the Ninefold Immortal!
(End of this chapter)