nine coffins

Chapter 721 Demon War!Nirvana, the wheel of life, and fight for the coffin!
The killing spirit permeated the air!
Tsing Yi, black robe.Amu and Murong Huang looked at each other from afar.

The power of the two people is constantly rising.Murong Huang, surrounded by hundreds of feet, was billowing with black mist.Amu, surrounded by hundreds of feet, is full of green energy.

One is strange, one is handsome.One is a demon and the other is an immortal.Those are two people, two worlds, two beliefs!All the monks are watching this battle.

Finally, Murong Huang slowly raised his arm and made the first move.

The black glow suddenly appeared, it was an ancient magic seal, and it was already an extinct technique of Shura.Murong Huang's long hair was flying wildly, and his strength, which was close to Yuan Xian's, suddenly came out.

In the void, a word "magic" came to the sky.And the surrounding area is a vortex of demonic energy, covering Amu directly.

This type of technique has endless coercion, enough to crush ordinary celestial monks.However, Murong Huang got up at will and got up at will.The control over Yin Jue is almost to an extreme.

"The seal of the ancient demon!" Amu's eyes flashed brightly, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart.Because, that is exactly a kind of magic secret technique that Amu got from the Desolate Demon Sutra in the magic coffin.

"Break!" Amu yelled lightly, and then offered a formula.

The green light is like the sea, rolling up to the sky, that is a sea celestial technique.The Nine Great Immortals are perfect, not inferior to Murong Huang's power.Canghai Immortal Technique versus Ancient Magic Seal, that is a classic duel!

If we only talk about realm, the current Murong Huang is naturally ahead of Amu.However, Murong Huang was at an absolute disadvantage in this type of attack.

Because Amu is completely familiar with the magic tricks used by Murong Huang.The Canghai Immortal Technique used by Amu just broke it.

Two celestial powers collided in the void!The black light and blue light suddenly dispersed.

However, there was no earth-shattering bang.Because, all the black vortexes were melted by the blue waves, like a mud cow entering the sea, silently.

In the void, the clear waves are rippling, floating and sinking.Like a dream, but also like an ocean of immortals.

"Hmm?" A mu easily dispelled a spell that could crush a celestial being, and Murong Huang couldn't help frowning slightly.However, with Murong Huang's wisdom, he naturally understood everything in an instant.

It was once considered to be an eternal demon body, and it was able to control the magic coffin. It was able to wield magic spells freely.That was the old Amu.

The descendant of Molang, who can control the coffin of the devil, how can he miss the devil?

"I almost forgot, you used to be a demon cultivator! Moreover, you also have the demon inheritance in the demon coffin!" Murong Huang's face was calm, and his tone was calm.

"Of course!" Amu sneered slightly, "To me, most magic spells are trivial tricks! I break them, and they are as easy as flipping the palm of my hand."

"The devil, the unyielding man of the heaven and the earth! The devil's will, the eternal unwillingness! The devil's way, the road to the sky with [-] avenues. The devil's cultivation is not against the heart and blood. Immortals block and kill immortals, Buddhas block Buddha, only my demonic way, is the only one in all ages."

The blue shirt was drumming, and Amu recited the general outline of the ancient "Wild Soul Sutra".

Goodbye, the glow of black gold flew directly out of Amu's mind, like a dragon looping back.It was an ancient rune that Amu hadn't used for a long time.

At the same time, the green glow on Amu's body gradually turned into a black glow that was almost the same as Murong Huang's, and his whole temperament also changed.

"If I want to be a demon, I am a demon; if I want to be a fairy, I am a fairy! The magic seal, Nirvana!" Amu made a seal with both hands.The magic words, which were written like a bucket of words, instantly turned into black smoke.

"Town!" In the black smoke, a ferocious specter, with a murderous aura, fell directly, directly pressing down on Murong Huang.

Murong Huang narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils were full of black light.

"Amu, you are worthy of being a demon thief! But, what belongs to me, you have to give it back to me today!" As he spoke, he saw Murong Huang's hands circling and dancing in the void.

Roads of black air criss-crossed.It was a magic seal that Amu had never seen before.

"Magic Seal, Life Wheel!" Murong Huang shouted lightly.

In the void, with Murong Huang's swaying, those demonic energy instantly turned into round glows, circulating endlessly.At that moment, it was like an endless vortex, and like thousands of roulettes, hanging in the sky.

A vortex is a world.A roulette is a devil's face.Swirl the turbine wheel, magically said.Murong Huang, with a charming smile, said slowly:
"All extinction should be in the life wheel. Scatter!"

Look again, that water vortex demon's face suddenly has a strange smile, that is the real demon's smile.The entire night sky is full of devil faces.

Nirvana versus life wheel, magic seal duel.Amu's phantom disappeared directly in the endless smile of the phantom.This time, the winner was Murong Huang.

Amu frowned, he knew that Murong Huang must have the inheritance of the devil, and that inheritance seemed to be on top of his own ancient wild magic scripture.

"In the Three Realms, only Xiao Luo and I are the real devils! One of the devils, you can't fight me!" Murong Huang sneered, then waved his hand.

The demon energy that melted Amu's Nirvana Phantom gathered together in an instant and turned into a huge roulette, flying directly towards Amu.

"Hmph!" Amu smiled coldly.Perhaps, Murong Huang could break the magic seal of Amu, but if he wanted to use such a magic seal to suppress and kill Amu, it would be a dream.

Because, above Amu's head, there is a magic coffin.

The mutual testing between Amu and Murong Huang was basically completed.Amu, naturally I don't want to delay too much.The ghost coffin hangs in the sky, and the magic continent changes.I don't know how many Shura powers are left, and they will appear at any time.

With a thought, the magic coffin above Amu's head moved violently.The devil's coffin shook, and all the monks' hearts tightened.

One of the nine coffins can control the Three Realms.That is not a lie, but a real existence.Those who used to sit in the nine coffins, isn't that the venerable who shocked the Three Realms?
Although the current magic coffin is incomplete, its power cannot be underestimated.The Nine Great Immortals have come to fruition, and Amu's ability to control the magic coffin is not what it used to be.

"Mie!" Amu shouted in a low voice.

As soon as the magic coffin moved, it rushed straight up.

boom--

The magic life wheel that Murong Huang sacrificed would disintegrate at the touch of a touch, without the slightest resistance.Even the ancient magic seal is vulnerable in front of the magic coffin.

Unless you have a magic weapon of the first level of the nine coffins, or a transcendent cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the magic coffin.

Break the coffin with one sword!Within the Three Realms, for countless tens of thousands of years, it is estimated that there is only such a Magu Canghai!
However, Murong Huang is different from others.Because, he is a demon body, or more accurately, he is a phantom demon body.However, no matter what kind, he is much special to the magic coffin than ordinary people.

As soon as the magic coffin moved, an inexplicable light flashed in Murong Huang's empty eyes.

It seemed that he had been waiting for this moment.

Magic coffin!For him, it is even more thirsty than a human coffin.Because, the devil's coffin should have been prepared for the devil.

If it wasn't for the birth of Amu, then everything would have its own trajectory.However, the appearance of Amu disturbed the karma of the Three Realms and turned the karma wheel.

After smashing the demon's life wheel, the demon coffin's power remained undiminished, and it went straight to Murong Huang.At that moment, a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in Murong Huang's eyes.

How sad is it that the devil's coffin suppresses the devil's body?

However, that sadness was fleeting.Because, the red vortex at the center of Murong Huang's eyebrows started spinning again.How could Murong Huang be unprepared to deal with the magic coffin?
In fact, everyone can't see through.

If someone can penetrate Murong Huang's red vortex, they will definitely see another black vortex on the other side of the vortex.

In Immortal Town, a man exactly like Murong Huang, dressed in white, stood upright.That was naturally Xiao Luo, but he remained motionless as if absent-minded.

The plum blossom elf beside him had a sad expression.

The magic coffin is facing the sky, and the pressure is endless.

However, that coercion didn't seem to have much effect on Murong Huang.Murong Huang wore a black shirt, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and formed a seal.

Goodbye, seven pages of ancient scrolls flew out of the red swirl between his eyebrows.

"The Cantian Ancient Scroll!" Amu frowned.

That was exactly the same as the ancient scroll that Xiao Luo sacrificed in the Hell of Youming Mountain back then.Sure enough, when I saw the seven pages of the ancient scroll again, accompanied by seven black glows, seven strange runes were instantly transformed.

Murong Huang, the imprint in his hand changed, and two rays of magic light shot out from his eyes, landing on the magic coffin.

"Li Hate Collecting Coffin Art!" Of all the monks watching the battle, only the sick young man could recognize this art and know its name.The rest don't even know about Green Demon, Painting Soul, or Immortality.

Xiao Luo once used this tactic to almost take back the magic coffin in the sea desolation and hell.Although Amu didn't know his name, he naturally remembered this technique.

"The devil's coffin! Return!" Murong Huang yelled violently.

The seven magic texts, just like before, fell on the magic coffin like a heavy hammer.Seven black awns are coiled like snakes.

dong dong dong-

The sky and the earth resounded, and the Three Realms reverberated.

History, surprisingly similar!However, this time it was not Xiao Luo, but Murong Huang.

"Do you want to show that magical dagger again?" Amu's heart moved.

And at this moment, a black brilliance suddenly released from the center of Murong Huang's eyebrows.The vicissitudes of the ages dissipated instantly.

Buzz—boom——

The devil's coffin moved, this time it didn't get smaller, but trembled endlessly.And that black brilliance turned out to be the last piece of wood in the coffin.

The power of resonance involves the magic coffin!
"The devil's coffin! Come back!" Murong Huang, with his long hair flying, raised his head to the sky and screamed.

(End of this chapter)