nine coffins

Chapter 716

Patriarch Shura returned halfway.The blood is cold and auspicious, but the killing intent remains the same.However, Guo Jia and others lost the support of the original immortal level.The ghost coffin is already out of reach for them.

Hanji Kongkong killed the lord of the Immortal Palace, Mu Baizun, the human sword merged into one, and the real person turned into a sword.The blinding white light went straight to the soul of painting.That sword is definitely the ultimate interpretation of swordsmanship.

The old man Huahun is above Venerable Mu Bai, and the immortal talisman in his hand is even more invincible.However, for this sword, he did not dare to hold it too high.Behind him, the real black feather of the ghost bird king has already appeared.

"Go!" The old man Huahun shook one hand, and it was an ultimate immortal talisman.Hua Hun once used the Nine Dao Immortal Talismans to subdue the Demon Coffin and Bloody Asura.Needless to say its power.

But now that the first talisman came out, although it was full of immortal power and impressive momentum, it didn't block the sword of Mu Bai Zun, or it didn't block Mu Bai Zun.

That sword light of Mu Baizun pierced through the fairy talisman, making a hissing sound.In the void, the streamer suddenly scattered, and the sky was filled with air.

As expected of Shura's first sword!Many monks watching the battle were all shocked.

Amu knew very well the power of the Immortal Talisman of Painting Soul, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.Mu Baizun's sword is really extraordinary.Killing the Master of the Immortal Palace is by no means in vain.

If Amu is against the enemy, I'm afraid it will take some more trouble.Even if you don't use the Demon God's Second Coffin, you have to use extreme magic to deal with it. .

But at this time, when a talisman was broken, the old man Huahun was not alarmed, but frowned slightly.

"In this case, Mu Baizun, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!" Goodbye, the black wings that have not been unfolded for thousands of years danced instantly on the top of Huahun's head.

The Yin Soul Bird King, no matter what else, is that he does not have millions of years of time, so he cannot cultivate a human form at all.Hua Hun can be regarded as the ancestor of the Yin Soul Bird. If he hadn't been sealed for countless thousands of years, his cultivation would be even better.

As soon as the black wings spread out, there was boundless immortal power, and the old man who painted the soul formed a seal at the same time.In the void, four fairy talismans suddenly appeared, whirling and dancing, showing their brilliance.

"Four Realms! Seal!" This time, Huahun yelled violently, and the endless power of the original immortal turned into a whirlpool and went straight to the sword light of Mu Baizun.

At this time, Mu Baizun, people are swords, and swords are also people.Even if he heard the formula of the old man Huahun, he would not withdraw his sword, nor could he withdraw his sword.

boom--

The four immortal talismans, the power of the original immortal, each turned into a line, connected end to end, just enough to form a rhombus.The pair of ghost bird wings rolled up an endless black wind, trapping the diamond-shaped seal in between.

All the power gathered in one place, tightly locked the sword light of Mu Baizun.

"Town!" The old man Huahun changed the seal formula in his hand again.

Goodbye, that sword light, like a trapped animal in a cage, slams left and right, unable to get out.And the power of the Immortal Talisman of Painting Soul is endless.The black wind is hunting, like cirrus clouds.

The sword glow of Mu Baizun gradually dimmed, and finally transformed into his real body again.

"Wow——" Mu Baizun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained his chest, and his face turned pale instantly.However, the power of the Immortal Talisman of the old man Huahun is still shining, without any signs of slack.

Mu Baizun, the master of the Immortal Palace, has killed countless people.Not to mention at this time, just being injured or dead, he might put someone to death.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his robe, Mu Baizun's face flashed with cruelty.

"The ghost bird king really deserves his reputation, and Mu is willing to bow down!"

"Oh? Hehe!" The old man Huahun sneered, "Tianzhou people are always proud. Today, it is not easy to get a word from you. It is a pity that you have not yet cultivated the Sword of King Mu, otherwise the old man may not be able to trap you!"

Mu Baizun sneered, and said: "Time waits for no one, or give me another 1000 years, and I will kill you!"

"1000 years?" The old man Huahun suddenly smiled, and then said sadly, "In just a thousand years, it's just a flick of a finger!"

"However, today, you dare not kill me!" Mu Baizun changed the subject and sneered lightly.

"Because your surname is Mu? Because you are from Tianzhou?" The old man Huahun looked at Mu Baizun with a half-smile.

"That's right! Because, I'm from the Tianzhou Mu family!" Mu Baizun stood proudly.Although the white clothes were stained with blood and his complexion was pale, it couldn't hide the arrogance of his body.

The old man Huahun narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a flash of murderous intent. The seal formula in his hand was about to change, but it gradually faded in the end.

Tianzhou is immeasurable!Those are the two realms of Sea Desolation and Asura, and they need to look up to.

The Tianzhou Mu family is the home of the best swordsmanship in the Three Realms. There are many original immortals and countless capable people.That is definitely the existence of the old man who paints the soul, he does not want to touch, or even, it can be said that he dare not touch.

"Tianzhou Mu's family is indeed your amulet!" The old man Huahun said helplessly, "Today, I will not kill you. However, if you disrespect Mo Lang, I will keep one of your arms!
"Hmph!" Mu Baizun snorted softly, without words.

Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the old man Huahun, and he waved his hand again.The four seals and the black wind tightened instantly.

"Huh? Wow——" Mu Baizun suddenly felt that the endless force around him was like a tide, and he wanted to submerge him in an instant.It was a feeling of dying.

However, after Mu Baizun sprayed a mouthful of blood, his mind was clear.

"call--"

The wind was as bright as a knife, and a black wind directly cut off Mu Baizun's left arm.The traces of black light directly sealed the wound, and there was no blood at all.

However, Mu Baizun's face changed slightly, because it was cut off by the power of the original immortal, and it could not be restored automatically.From then on, he was a one-armed man.

"Today's gift, Mu Mou's immortality will definitely be a great reward!" Mu Baizun uttered these words between his teeth.

"Hehe! If you don't die, this old man will be waiting for you at any time!" The old man Huahun said calmly, and then waved his hand.The fairy talisman was scattered, and the black wind disappeared without a trace.

However, at this moment, a rather calm voice suddenly came from the void.

"Why not kill him?"

"Huh?" As soon as the voice came out, there were several people in the field, and their expressions changed drastically.Because, that voice was too familiar to them.A Mu, Po Jun, Murong Huang and others all had strange expressions.

"Green Demon?" Amu's heart moved, and he quickly turned his head to watch.

Sure enough, in the void, a figure gradually manifested.The white clothes are the same as before, the face has not changed, and there is no wave in the eyes, it is the green devil.

The number one devil servant in the sea wasteland, the blue devil, is always calm and calm.

"Servant Qingmo, pay homage to the master! For more than 3000 years, Shura Sun and Moon, although they have worked hard, have not destroyed the Great Desolation, which is an insult to the mission of the master!"

Qing Mozi moved his body and was already in front of Amu, and at the same time wanted to kneel down on one knee.But, how could Amu make the Green Devil kneel down?In Amu's mind, probably only Master Wang Jue could make such a stunning and talented person like Qing Mo kneel down.

"Qingmo, don't be too polite!" Amu's tone was a little excited, and he supported Qingmo with both hands, "It's been 300 years in the sea, and thousands of years in Shura. Don't come here without any harm, it's enough to comfort my heart!"

"Thank you, master!" Qing Mozi and Amu looked at each other and smiled.There is no need to say a lot, because they are all the same people.

Immediately, Qing Mozi turned to look at Old Man Huahun and Mu Baizun.

"The green devil?" The old man Huahun looked at the blue devil, but his eyes were slightly sad, "It's been a long time!"

"It's been a long time!" Qing Mozi smiled faintly, but there was also a hint of emotion in his tone.

"You are the Chief Pavilion Master of Poxuantian Pavilion?" Hua Hun smiled wryly.

"That's right! It's a joke!" The Green Devil's expression remained unchanged.

"You're laughing? Except Mo Lang, who would dare to laugh at Qing Mo?" The old man Huahun smiled wryly and shook his head.

The conversation between the two was very strange, and Amu was also a little confused.

But at this time, Qing Mozi looked at the injured Mu Baizun, but said to the old man Huahun: "Why don't you kill him?"

"He's from Tianzhou Mu's family." Hua Hun looked at Qing Mozi helplessly, and the expression in his eyes was one you should understand.

"Tianzhou, the Mu family?" Qing Mozi couldn't help but frowned, then looked at the old man Huahun, but smiled slightly, "His name is Mu Qingcheng?"

"Huh?" The old man of painting soul was taken aback for a moment when he heard this.

Because, Mu Qingcheng is the head of the Mu family in Tianzhou. It is said that he has entered the realm of eternity, and he is an absolute top figure in the three realms.The Mu Family in Tianzhou is so powerful in the Three Realms, it is because of Mu Qingcheng.

"My name is Mu Baizun! You can say the name of the Patriarch of the Mu family as you please?" Mu Baizun looked coldly, and looked at Qing Mozi unkindly.

The legendary owner of the Poxuantian Pavilion who is as famous as himself is actually only the Four Great Consummations of the Celestial Immortals.Immediately, it made Mu Baizun feel a bit of disdain, and even felt that he was as famous as a person of this level, which was an insult.

At this time, Mu Baizun guessed that he was seriously injured, and he probably had enough strength to destroy the other party.

"Hehe!" Qing Mozi seemed to see Mu Baizun's thoughts, and smiled faintly, "Oh! So, you are not Mu Qingcheng?"

The old man Huahun looked stunned at this time, because he could already sense that Qing Mozi's tone was not kind.Mu Baizun also raised his eyebrows, feeling a little strange.

"Tell you, even if Mu Qingcheng is here, I will kill you today too!" Qing Mozi's eyes flashed murderous intent, and then there was a white light.

No one could see Qing Mozi's movements clearly, even the nearest painting soul was in a trance.Because, the green devil's speed is too fast.

Is this the Celestial Immortal Realm?Amu was stunned for a while.That is the blue demon that can never be seen through!

However, everyone saw Mu Baizun's frightened eyes.

"You——you—" Mu Baizun would definitely die with regret, because no matter what, he didn't understand how the other party killed him.

It was just a light, and then he felt that his soul was gone.

"I hope this is not the third soul of your Tianzhou!" The corner of Qing Mozi's mouth slightly curved, "Remember, there is a sky outside the sky, and there is a devil in the devil!"

At this moment, the entire void in Xuebei was quiet.The celestial beings present were all shocked.Destroyed the master of Xuantian Pavilion and killed the master of Killing Immortal Hall.

The master of the Killing Immortal Palace, the blood of Tianzhou, Mu Baizun!In an instant, it turned into a ray of white light, directly across the blood moon sky, like the most brilliant star, and then disappeared without a trace.

The old man Huahun was stunned in the void, staring at the missing stars, speechless for a while.

"That soul is gone. Green Demon, it seems that it is really his third soul. You really killed him!"

"What's the matter? If you kill, then kill! If you don't kill? How can you call it a demon?" Qing Mozi's eyes reflected Mu Baizun's flying soul light.

Qing Mozi, standing with his hands behind his back, the clouds are calm and the wind is light.

"I'm not as good as you!" The old man Huahun sighed.

Everyone is silent.One must know that none of the painting soul old man who was able to town the nine coffins in Xianfu just now dared to kill Mu Baizun.

Hanji Town, the only remaining ancient house.

The sick young man looked at Qing Mozi, but he couldn't help nodding, and praised: "Tianzhou people, there is no reincarnation. Qing Mozi, dare to kill the third soul of the Mu family. Sure enough, there is a sky outside the sky, and there is a devil in the devil. The clouds are calm and the wind is light." , mighty, I also admire it!"

(End of this chapter)