nine coffins

Chapter 712 The Man in Purple in the Immortal Tomb
The Blood Moon Southern Territory is full of murderous aura.Millions of heavenly soldiers, endless monks.

In the entire Blood Moon Southern Territory, there are at least a dozen celestial beings from the Poxuantian Pavilion, Wuhen Valley, and Shura Palace. Among them, there are many celestial beings of the Nine Levels, who have set up nets to guard the formation.

One wants to advance, the other sticks to it, and they can't stand for a while.Those ancient heavenly soldiers are almost immortal.Only, the billowing black mist rolled up.

That may be a war without victory or defeat.

In the middle of the Demon Continent, Shura Palace.

On the 49th floor of the Cangwu Building on the seventh floor, and the eighth floor of No.40, the skinny old man in black had already stood up with a solemn expression on his face.The three huge dragon-eating birds hung in the void like black clouds.

The eternal ghost coffin has been hanging in Xuebei for some time.The murderous aura of Xuebei is getting heavier and heavier, and the smoke is rising.Everything seems to have come to a conclusion.
The skinny old man in black looked in Xuenan's direction again.

The murderous aura soared into the sky, condensed into clouds, and the endless Shura soul howled and struggled in the air.However, the old man in black knew that everything about Xuenan was not enough to change the fate of Shura Demon Continent.

Xuebei Hanji is the root of everything.Just now, the old man in black seemed to feel an inexplicable aura, which should not belong to the Asura Demon Continent.

"No matter what, the ghost coffin should belong to Shura! How can ancient Shura give someone what belongs to the ghost master?" The old man in black sighed, but his tone was decisive, and then he moved and sat on one of the dragon-eating dragons. bird.

"Old man, let's go!" The old man in black patted the dragon-eating bird's neck lightly.

With its wings spread out, it is a thousand feet long, and it feeds on dragons all its life.The dragon-eating bird is the number one bird in Shura Demon Continent.Except for the real body of the ghost bird king, there is no flying bird that can compete with him.

Birds singing soaring into the sky, the sound moves the sky.The dragon-eating bird that hadn't flown for tens of thousands of years moved suddenly, like a black castle moving in the dark night sky.

At this moment, the Shura Palace, which stretched for thousands of miles, shook up and down.All the monks in the Shura Palace saw the flying black clouds on the night when the blood moon fell.

Cangwu Building, No. 40, the ancestor of Shura on the eighth floor, unexpectedly left!That is something that has never happened in tens of thousands of years.

Next to Cangwu Tower, Ziyan Hall!The fragrance of smoke is lingering, and the incense is extremely prosperous.That is the place where Princess Shura has been resting in peace for more than 2000 million years!

The incense here was originally second only to the ghost temple.

More than 3000 years ago, when Princess Shura woke up, the incense here even surpassed that of the ghost temple.Almost everyone in the Shura world believed that Princess Shura was a blessing from heaven and earth and would bring auspiciousness and well-being.

At this time, a middle-aged monk was standing in Ziyan Hall.

Dressed in a red robe, tall.His eyes are piercing, not angry.Between his black hair, there are three strands of blood-red hair, quite glaring.

The vision of Shura, the three bloods burning the sky, is a symbol of blood killing.

That red-robed man is none other than the current Asura Ghost King of Asura Palace.It's just that, at this time, his cultivation is not the sixth level of immortality in Cangwu Tower, but the ninth level of immortality.

In Ziyan Palace, there is a purple-clothed white jade statue of Princess Shura.The statue, with flowing eyes, is beautiful and lifelike.

The Asura Ghost King, staring at the purple-clothed statue at this moment, frowned slightly, thoughtfully.Because, Shura Ziyi has disappeared for more than 500 years, and there has been no news of it until now.

Shura Palace is the number one fairy gate in Demon Continent, and its influence is almost all over the world.However, looking for Shura Ziyi was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Shura Ziyi's last news came from the bank of Wangchuan River.

At the head of the Cangwu tower, the dragon-eating birds moved, and the ghost king Shura couldn't help but tighten his brows.

Because, if there is Shura Ziyi and the inheritance of the ghost master, then getting the ghost coffin will be twice the result with half the effort.However, when the ancestor left at this time, the situation in Xuebei was naturally stalemate, which could not be resolved immediately.

Guo Jia, the two blood soul guards are just the outposts of Shura Palace.Even with the Naihe Bridge, it was just to save his life.

Ghost coffin, is it easy to get?Therefore, the ancestors took the initiative in person.

"Sura Ziyi! Princess Shura—" Ghost King Shura showed some helplessness, and then glanced at the deepest part of the Purple Smoke Palace, with a trace of puzzlement in his eyes.

There, the light curtain hangs down deeply, and there are several extremely powerful restrictions.That is the forbidden area of ​​Shura Palace!Except for the ancestor on the 48th floor of the Cangwu Tower, no one knows what's inside.

And behind the light curtain, inside the simple and unsophisticated agarwood coffin, there is a fairy air and a misty blue mist.

On the Blood Moon Continent, the murderous aura was soaring to the sky, and the lives of all people were devastated.However, the purple-clothed woman with a world-like face and peaceful expression was still lying peacefully in the agarwood coffin.

No one knows how many thousands of years she has slept and how many fireworks she has enjoyed.

What is in the depths of the Purple Smoke Palace?The Asura Ghost King doesn't know either.

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Suddenly, outside the Ziyan Hall, a voice of return interrupted the thoughts of the Ghost King Shura.

Asura Ghost King, his figure flashed, and he had already arrived outside the hall.In front of the Purple Mist Hall, a black-clothed Xuanxian Nine Great Consummation monk knelt down on the ground.

"Return to the ghost king, the blood moon east, the territory of UFO Temple, there will finally be a change! In the mountains, black mist surrounds, there seems to be flags and banners, and endless palaces and towers are faintly visible, it seems that UFO Temple is alive!"

"Tonight is such a good time, how can you watch from the Ufu Palace of the Three Great Immortal Gates of the Blood Moon?" The Shura Ghost King sneered, everything was expected by Shura Palace.

This is the purpose of the Asura Ghost King sitting in the Asura Palace.Above the blood moon, the Asura Palace regards the Ufu Palace as its number one opponent, because it is too low-key and mysterious.

Even Shura Palace has extremely little understanding of UFO Palace.In many cases, UFO Temple is more like a symbol.Those monks walking on the Blood Moon Continent are more like the fringe characters of UFO Temple.

No one knows the ultimate power of UFO Temple.

"Cangwu Tower, are the nine heavenly immortals and nine blood soul guards in place?"

"Back to the ghost king, everything has been arranged properly! Elder Wangui, sit in the town personally!"

"Warning to Elder Wan Gui, if you kill the Ufu Temple, no one will stay! If you don't come out, you are not allowed to enter the sphere of influence of the Ufu Temple without authorization. Those Ufu Temples are too weird!"

"This subordinate understands!" After saying that, the black-clothed monk disappeared immediately.

The Asura Ghost King glanced around the thousands of kilometers of the Asura Palace, and saw the incense burning all over the sky, then he couldn't help but sigh slightly.He wants to keep this Shura's tens of millions of inheritance.

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Dragon-eating birds, thousands of miles in an instant.Spreading its wings, it is even better than Diao Peng.Even if it takes only a moment to fly across the entire Blood Moon Continent, it is comparable to the ancient domain gate.

Patriarch Shura, sitting on the dragon-eating bird, was even in a trance for a moment.Tens of thousands of years, the meditation has not moved.Today, I think back to those days, when the birds were flying freely.

However, the blood moon is no longer the blood moon of the past, and the magic continent is not the magic continent of the past.Even Yuan Xian couldn't resist time.For some unknown reason, Patriarch Shura suddenly regretted the past.

Ten thousand zhang high in the sky, the dragon-eating bird is an ink-colored flowing cloud.

However, suddenly, Patriarch Shura frowned.The dragon-eating bird, with extraordinary spirituality, unexpectedly stopped suddenly, as if it was frozen in the void.The eyes are like lights, illuminating thousands of miles.

At this time, Patriarch Shura hadn't yet bleeding into the Moon Central Territory.

Hundreds of feet away, there was a man in purple standing.The man in purple stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair flying, and his feet were covered in purple clouds.That purple cloud is very wonderful, like a magic weapon, but also like a real cloud, but the faint purple light is flowing endlessly.

However, the purple-clothed man actually used magic to cover his face.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Shura.Because, with his cultivation at the third level of the original immortal, he couldn't see through the man's concealing technique.

Moreover, he couldn't see through that man's cultivation.

"Ancestor Shura, please stop!" The purple-clothed man's voice was very peaceful, with almost no murderous intent.However, the deterrent effect of that faint tone is extremely strong.

"Hide your head and show your tail, who are you?" Patriarch Shura narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice was slightly cold.

"People from UFO Hall!" The man in purple said in the same tone.

"Youfu Palace?" Patriarch Shura's heart moved, "Is this the trump card of Youfu Palace?"

"Old Ancestor, are you going to Xuebei Hanji?" The tone of the purple-clothed man was not in a hurry.

"So what?"

"Old Ancestor, let's turn around!" The man in purple seemed to be smiling slightly, "Today, you won't be able to go to Hanji, and don't dream about ghost coffins!"

"I'm going, can you stop me?" Patriarch Shura had murderous intent in his eyes.

"Old Ancestor, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there is a devil in the devil! You are not my opponent, because I am the purple-clothed man who crawled out of the fairy tomb!" The words of the purple-clothed man were slightly sad, but extremely sincere.

Unfortunately, Patriarch Shura couldn't understand what he said.

(End of this chapter)