nine coffins

Chapter 713 The night is like a blue sky, and there is no soul and no Taoist!
There is a sky beyond the sky, and there is a devil in the devil.

If you are a Haihuang person, you must understand the deep meaning of these eight characters.However, even though Patriarch Shura is a powerful original immortal, he is a pure Shura.

The purple clothes that crawled out of the fairy tomb!This made Patriarch Shura frown slightly.

Looking at the entire Asura Realm, the place where the ancients were buried is the largest cemetery.However, it must not be called a fairy tomb, but a ghost land.

Probably the lonely valley of Wuhen Valley can be called the fairy tomb.However, unless the white-browed old man died, no one would climb out.

Where is the fairy tomb?The dark and continuous halls of the UFO Temple really look like a living tomb.

"Youfu Hall, is it the fairy tomb?" Patriarch Shura asked.

"The Ufu Temple is just a gate to the fairy tomb!" The purple-clothed man's tone was disappointed, and then he changed the subject, "Ancestor Shura, don't ask too many questions, just turn around! Counting 10 years, superhuman talent and endless painstaking practice, You have just ascended to the realm of the original fairy, you still have to cherish it!"

The man in purple spoke very slowly, but he listened to his words with earnestness and sincerity, and seemed to be teaching.However, if these few words can tell Patriarch Shura to retreat, then he is not Patriarch Shura.

For tens of thousands of years, Patriarch Shura sat alone in the Cangwu Tower, since he left the stairs today, how could he turn back easily?Similarly, for tens of thousands of years, no one would speak to Patriarch Shura in that tone.

Patriarch Shura couldn't help but smiled coldly, and then stroked lightly with his hand, the shiny black feathers on the neck of the dragon-eating bird.

"Old buddy, let's move on!" Patriarch Shura's tone was light, but there was a decisive murderous intent in his eyes.

The dragon-eating bird, looking up to the sky, screamed, and with a flick of its wings, it was an endless whirlwind, rolling everything.If there are mountains in the void, they will surely fly away and disperse with a bang.

The dragon-eating bird spreads its wings and wants to fly.The night sky is the blue sky avenue.Could it be that I can't figure it out alone?
Sure enough, at this moment, the cultivator in purple let out a long sigh, and then saw his hands folded in front of his chest, forming a seal.

It was a rather miraculous and ancient seal formula.

"Huh?" Patriarch Shura frowned, because with his cultivation level, he didn't know what kind of inherited seal it was.

call--

The sky is full of purple air, like blowing sand, and the entire sky is enveloped and locked by endless purple air.

In an instant, the dragon-eating bird lost its direction.Its eyes are full of purple awns, and it can't see the way forward at all, and it can't even perceive the direction.

Enchantment!Patriarch Shura sneered, how could such an enchantment trap him?Immediately, he waved his hand.Yuan Xian's triple power suddenly turned into a white light and flew out like an arrow.

bang——

In the void, the sound reverberated, but it was not huge.However, when he saw the purple mist realm again, he was shocked suddenly, but he was pierced right away.

Dragon-eating bird, take the opportunity to rush out suddenly!

"Ancestor Shura, you really are not an ordinary monk!" The purple-clothed man stood on top of the purple cloud and seemed to nod his head, "But let that wicked beast go!"

As he said that, the purple-clothed cultivator played out another spell, which was still purple.However, that purple awn rose in the void, rising against the wind, and instantly turned into a slash of a crescent moon, which was hundreds of feet long.

That purple glow traversed the sky like a shocking purple rainbow.

Patriarch Shura just broke the purple mist barrier.The dragon-eating bird rushed out of the purple mist suddenly, but it didn't know that there was a purple light in front of it.

Strong and weak are always relative.

Dragon-eating birds, often feed on young dragons.With unworldly mana, his cultivation is comparable to the ninth level of a fairy.Therefore, even in Shura Palace, it is revered as a holy bird.

Ordinary monks, that is, true immortals, mysterious immortals, and even heavenly immortals, all have to worship under its wings.In the world of Shura, there are many legends about dragon-eating birds.

An original immortal like Patriarch Shura is not qualified to sit on its back at all.Because it is relatively strong.

However, tonight, the monk it met was too powerful.Tonight, it's the underdog.Then this night became the end of the dragon-eating bird.

Yah-ah--

Zimang Yuezhan came head-on.

The dragon-eating bird, there is no way to avoid it, singing soaring into the sky.With just one mouthful, there is a black light.There was a black light in the mouth, just like black lightning.

At the same time, Patriarch Shura also murmured inwardly that it was not good, because the purple light was too sharp, it was pure power of the original immortal.

Patriarch Shura, with only a thought, a red light in the center of his brow came first, and ran away towards the purple light.However, the purple-clothed cultivator had already prepared for it, and also flew out a gray awn from the mist that covered his face.

The shots of the two people are almost indistinguishable.Xianli, magic weapon, all powers, go straight to one point.

Boom—crack—boom—

This duel is far better than just now.Ten thousand feet high in the sky, waves of air like mountains and seas emitted, almost filling the void.

All the cultivators in the Blood Moon Central Realm felt the celestial power billowing in the void, as if there were real gods and demons fighting.

Zimang black light, meet in the air.That moon slash scattered the dragon-eating bird's black lightning, and hit the dragon-eating bird right in the middle.boundary gap.In the waves of void air, only the mournful cry of the dragon-eating bird was heard.

In an instant, the dragon-eating bird was able to fly backwards for several miles, allowing Patriarch Shura to avoid the strongest impact.However, in the void, black feathers fell and blood splattered like rain.

Unexpectedly, that purple-clothed cultivator cut down that unworldly giant bird with just one move.

"Ah?" Old Asura Bird's complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes turned blood red instantly.

Although there are three dragon-eating birds in the Cangwu Tower of Asura Palace, this one is the only one he loves the most.As long as Patriarch Shura leaves, he will stay with him.

The Patriarch Shura never expected that he would not leave the Palace of Shura for tens of thousands of years, and today he only left the palace for the coffin of ghosts.However, before arriving in Hanji Town, he suffered such a severe injury.

Hei Yu instantly turned into a black mist, and his blood was also dense.

Patriarch Shura is not what he looked like just now.Wearing a black robe, the power of the original immortal flows like water waves.Rounds of black air spread throughout the void.

At this moment, perhaps the entire Blood Moon Central Territory felt endless coercion and murderous aura.

...............

Valley of No Hate, inside the Valley of Silence.

The white-browed old man stared at the void with his brows tightly furrowed.Xuebei Hanji, the old man who painted the soul, and the master of the Hall of Killing Immortals, had already made a move.But in the sky, ten thousand zhang high in the sky, Patriarch Shura was actually stopped by a mysterious purple-clothed monk.

"The purple clothes that crawled out of the fairy tomb?" The white-browed old man thought in his heart, and then couldn't help but look at the mysterious tombs in Silent Valley.Fortunately, those tombs were quiet and there was no movement at all.

"Nether? Within the Three Realms, there must be a passage!" The white-browed old man finally said to himself, with a firm tone.However, even so, the old man with white eyebrows, as the guardian of the eternal tomb, would never dare to leave Silent Valley without authorization.

Because, maybe, as long as he takes a step, there will be a group of demons dancing.Today, the affairs of the Three Realms are so intricate that he can't even see them clearly.I can only be cautious in every step, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault.

At this time, in the sky ten thousand feet high, black feathers fell and the blood mist disintegrated.

"Hey!" The white-browed old man did not change his nature, shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity, the meat of the dragon-eating bird is still good! Especially the stewed soup!"

...............

The dragon-eating bird was chopped off.Patriarch Shura, how can he let it go?
The original immortal triplet can turn the whole blood moon upside down.The ancestor of Shura Palace is already the top level existence in the Demon Continent.Even the first level of Yuanxian is the legend of the entire Demon Continent.

It is conceivable that Yuanxian was angry.At this time, the sky above the entire Blood Moon Central Region was filled with dark clouds, as if there was a change in the sky.I don't know how many immortals from the Shura world are trembling on the ground.

Cultivator in purple, naturally knows this.However, he still stood on the purple cloud with his hands behind his back. Because of the fog, he couldn't see his face, and naturally he didn't know his expression.

However, it can be inferred that the purple-clothed monk did not feel too nervous at this time, but was calm and relaxed.

"Today, either your soul will die, or I will fall here!" Patriarch Shura, standing high in the sky, said solemnly.

"Hehe!" The purple-clothed cultivator couldn't help but chuckled when he heard what Shura Patriarch said, "Don't worry, Patriarch, it must be you who fell, because I am a person with no way and no soul. How can I say that Dao will disappear?"

Saying goodbye to the purple-clothed monk, his hands sealed again.Just now, the gray glow shot out from between the eyebrows has already flown back.It was actually a gray ancient brick, but it was covered with strange runes.

Patriarch Shura couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart, did he just get hit with a brick?You know, the red glow shot out between his own brows, but he didn't come back.

However, what he sent out was just a qi, not a magic weapon.

A person with no way and no soul?Patriarch Asura felt his heart skip a beat.

"Are you from the underworld?"

"That's it!" The purple-clothed monk responded, and the gray ancient brick had already been photographed again.

However, this time, Patriarch Shura, is fully prepared.Moreover, since he is determined to destroy this purple-clothed monk.

"If it's Old Man You Ming, then your reincarnation will be broken!" Patriarch Shura's voice was cold.

At the same time, seeing Patriarch Shura goodbye, he frowned as he watched the gray brick fall.This time, it was extremely red, which was far from comparable to what it was just now.

boom--

The smoke and dust scattered in all directions, the sky was filled with fog, and the air waves were stronger than before.

The purple-clothed cultivator shook his body and hurriedly backed away.This was the first time that that purple cloud instantly radiated the light of protecting the Lord, like a purple pan in the night sky.

Goodbye, that gray brick, completely broken.In the void, endless streams of light were drawn, like a meteor shower, scattered on the ground.It's just that I don't know how many creatures to kill.

As for Patriarch Shura, he didn't move at all, because a red magic weapon hung above his head.

It turned out to be a scarlet wine glass.It is crystal clear, extremely delicate, and the red light is flowing and shining.The wine glass should be empty, but from the outside, it seems that the wine is rippling and slightly swaying.

"Your Majesty's Divine Soldier, Ghost Venerable's Drunken Dream Cup!" The purple-clothed cultivator stopped his figure at this moment, and couldn't help but let out an admiration.

I would rather have a beauty than a country!Sacrificing the wine cup to become a venerable divine weapon, within the Three Realms, only ghost venerables can do this.

"You are wise!" Patriarch Shura sneered.

Immediately, Patriarch Shura raised one hand.The Ghost Zun Drunken Demon Cup radiated endless coercion and directly covered the purple-clothed man.

Venerable Divine Weapon, in the name of Ghost Venerable, break your reincarnation!

(End of this chapter)