nine coffins

Chapter 722 Demon blood suppresses the coffin, drooling!
The seven-character magic words are guided by residual wood.Murong Huang raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, intending to collect the magic coffin.Called by him, the coffin did not move, it was lying in the air, humming and resonating.

Fight for the coffin?For a moment, Amu was shaken.

Although the real Lihen Jue is the nine-character magic words, it has to be said that Murong Huang's method of collecting the coffin is far better than the time when Xiao Luo was in the Nether Hell of the Sea Desolation.

If so, the current Amu is still a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, or even a low-level celestial being.Then, this time, the coffin will definitely fly away.

However, today's Amu has already reached the Nine Great Consummations of Heavenly Immortals.

For thousands of years, the ups and downs of the magic coffin have already taken root in Amu's Danhai.Amu's control over the coffin is far from what it was back then.

It's not easy for Murong Huang to seize the magic coffin.However, at this time, the magic coffin resonated, and Amu never dared to take it lightly.

"The last piece of wood in the coffin!" Amu looked at the black piece of wood between Murong Huang's eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth curved.Murong Huang wanted the magic coffin, and Amu naturally wanted the last piece of coffin.

However, this time, Amu did not use the magical dagger, but cast a spell.

Naturally, Amu would not be able to understand the art of leaving the hate and closing the coffin.However, Amu is confident that he can break through the magic words transformed from the seven pages of the ancient scroll.

Because, Amu Xi has the inheritance of the celestial girl Huanhua.

The ancient scroll of the sky, the hatred of the demon king, the classics of the demon family that have been handed down in the world.However, Taihuangmen only has seven pages in the first volume.

As for the celestial girl Huanhua, what she has learned all her life can be said to come from the second scroll of the Cantian ancient scroll, which is a total of 27 golden pages.The second volume of the Cantian ancient scroll was obtained from the endless tomb on the top of Ziyun Mountain in Ziyou City.

The tomb of Ziyou Immortal is the existence of Magu Canghai, and everyone should be scruples about it.

Although Amu did not have the 27 golden pages, but in the backyard of the Wang family's ancient house in Shura Liu Town, Amu got Huanhua's Goddess Scroll.

Same root, same origin, Goddess magic, even green out of blue.Amu can be broken naturally, Lihen Jue.Goodbye, Amu's hands were knotted on his chest.

In an instant, a layer of purple awns appeared on Amu Zhou's body, above the green clothes.It is a very special kind of purple awn that only belongs to the celestial maiden fantasy flower in the Three Realms.

The purple awns suddenly appeared, but all the Asura monks didn't feel much about this group of purple awns, they just felt that it must be a very powerful technique.Because they don't even know who the goddess is.

However, as the purple awns flowed, all the Taihuang Star Monarchs changed their complexions drastically.Regardless of this life or the next life, all Taihuang people will never forget that purple awn.

The former giant of the Sea Desolation, the entire Taihuang Gate, was annihilated in that kind of purple light.

"Goddess spell?"

At this time, it was the green devil, who shook slightly.Although Qing Mozi had known about the relationship between Amu and Tiannv for a long time, he had no idea when Amu got the inheritance from Tiannv.

How could there be a celestial maiden inheritance in the Shura world?

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there is a devil in the devil!" Amu stood in the void with a cold expression, almost slurring every word.Those eight words are enough to frighten the soul of any Haihuang person, even if he is Murong Huang?

Murong Huang, with a super-intelligent mind, is full of wit and tricks. In fact, he is prepared for the dagger that Amu didn't use.However, no matter what, he never thought that Amu would be able to perform the Goddess spell.

There is endless hatred and endless fear for the celestial girl Huanhua and the Taihuang people.That is, the pain that cannot be erased even in the cycle of life and death.

The goddess is Taihuang's nightmare, and she never wakes up.

"Purple Star Slash! Break!"

Amu gave a cold cry, opened and closed his hands, and the purple awn rose up, forming a sky in an instant.The purple light is rippling, and the star waves are undulating.Immediately, on the curtain of the day, suddenly ten thousand purple lights burst out, like a rain of purple meteors falling from the sky.

Chi-chi-chi-chi-

The sound of breaking through the air is endless.

The purple star is like a sword, piercing through everything in an instant, directly to the seven runes.

chi chi!The seven runes were instantly annihilated, and then directly turned into seven golden lights, flying back, and directly landed on the vortex between Murong Huang's eyebrows.

The golden light is shining brightly, whirling and dancing.

At the same time, the seal formula in Amu's hand changed again, and one of the purple lights entangled directly towards the remnant wood of the coffin in front of Murong Huang.In the purple light, there was actually a faint black energy.

"Huh?" Murong Huang frowned, but at the same time he sneered.

Although the Goddess technique is powerful, it is absolutely impossible to seize the last piece of wood that Murong Huang and Xiao Luo have nourished for 3000 years.

I saw that Murong Huang had formed a formula in his hand, and the remnants of the coffin suddenly shone brightly.The prohibition of the devil was opened instantly, and the red and black light filled the sky.

The power of this piece of residual wood is more powerful than Amu's previous two pieces.

boom--

The black light and the purple awn collided instantly, and the immortal power scattered.This is the most intense collision since the two fought.The purple awns dissipated, and the remnants of the coffin remained untouched.

However, Murong Huang still stepped back, wanting to get rid of the aftermath of the impact, the seven golden glows of ancient scrolls and the remnant wood of the coffin followed closely.

Although he didn't bring back the remnant wood, but after breaking the formula of leaving the hatred and collecting the coffin, the magic coffin naturally obeyed the manipulation.With a thought in Amu's mind, the coffin flew out again.

There was hatred in Murong Huang's eyes, the light flashed again, and the formula in his hand changed suddenly.

I saw a little red light rising from the center of his eyebrows like a red star.At the same time, a smell of blood dissipated instantly.

That's a drop of blood!Devil blood!As soon as the devil blood came out, the entire void was filled with a thick bloody aura.The magic coffin was instantly fixed in the air and was blocked again.

"Li Hate Blood!" Green Demon, Painting Soul, Immortal frowned at the same time.The devil's coffin was once the object of the demon's hatred, and this drop of his blood is enough to make the devil's coffin safe.

"Thinking to kill me with the magic coffin is just a dream!" Murong Huang sneered, "Wait for me to kill you!"

As he spoke, he saw Murong Huang forming a strange seal in his hand.

That is a kind of printing method that Amu has never seen before.As soon as the spell is released, the immortal power is displayed.However, this time, it was not black air, but endless gray air.

"Murder?" The girl in black gauze was the first to see the clue, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.The immortal old man also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

However, there was hesitation in the eyes of the two of them at the same time.Because, that way of sealing, in the end, seems to be dark but not dark.All the gray light turned into a round of chopping, and went straight to Amu to chop it down.

"Sure enough, even I can't see the origin of the seal!" The sick boy frowned, "Could it be that the seal was earlier than me?"

Murong Huang sneered slightly, naturally he was quite conceited about his own technique.

At this moment, the magic coffin hangs in the sky, frozen and motionless.Murong Huang thought that without the support of the greatest magic weapon, Amu would definitely not be as strong as before.

However, when Amu saw the round cut, his expression was calm.Because, what Amu has is far beyond Murong Huang's imagination.

In addition to the magic coffin, Amu's most powerful is naturally the god coffin.However, Amu didn't want to use the last trump card yet.

As soon as Murong Huang's spell came out, Amu's hands were already outlined in the void.It looks extremely slow, but it is actually fast.

The talisman covers the sky, and the map is forbidden to deduce.However, in an instant, it was a ban.At the same time, Amu flipped over with one hand, and the Dragon Whip of Canghai Town was already in his hand.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The power of the Dragon Whip in Canghai Town in the hands of Amu has long been impressive.Hundreds of times, the dragon soul soared into the sky.The art of forbidden pictures, master guard.Canghai town dragon whip, the main attack.

These two strokes are enough to defuse Murong Huang's attack.

boom - boom -

The strength of the two collided for the second time, but the balance of offense and defense was still equal.Then, in an instant, the two of them shot at each other, no less than ten moves.

Any one of those spells would be enough to shock the world.However, the two of them came at their fingertips and swayed freely.

It was another form, and then the aftermath of the energy dispersed, and the two people were still far away from each other.

At this time, the monks on both sides were standing tens of miles away, all frowning and slightly furrowed.Because, there was no such thing as the direct and overwhelming confrontation they expected.

Murong Huang's technique is weird and unpredictable.Amu's techniques emerge in endlessly.At present, it seems that no one can do anything to anyone.

The devil's coffin and devil's blood are completely stalemate in the void.High in the sky, there are dark ghost coffins.

Suddenly, in the void, suddenly, cold air filled the air.It was a strange force, which seemed to surge quietly during the battle between Murong Huang and A Mu.

Already, slight snowflakes began to scatter.The sick boy raised his head and curled his mouth.

"Longxi, are you finally going to show up? Remember, you like this kind of light snow the most! It's almost there, show up! I'm just waiting for you, otherwise how could the ghost coffin hang in the sky for so long?"

At this time, Tang Nu's brows tightened again, and he felt the blood coffin behind him, and it began to shake uncontrollably.However, in an instant, Tang Nu felt relieved.

Millions of years, already doomed, so what regrets?

"Old man, it's me, or you do it yourself!" In the void, Amu and Murong Huang were still fighting.Tang Nu looked at the innkeeper.

The innkeeper frowned, with a relaxed smile on his face, as if there was something connected.

"Or, I'll do it myself! There are only two souls left, since it's you and me, we should worship ourselves!" The innkeeper smiled wryly.However, suddenly, the innkeeper's expression changed, and he flew up directly.

The abacus in his hand had been held for a long time before it exploded.At the same time, the innkeeper directly sacrificed a talisman, and suddenly patted the blood-red coffin.

Whoa—whoo—

The endless beads, like missiles, shot directly at Tang Nu with murderous intent.The innkeeper and Tang Nu were very close, such a shot was almost fatal.

However, he was wrong!

Tang Nu, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Old man, it's a pity that you can still reincarnate! But, you underestimated me, and even more so! Why, I don't understand, it is a great honor to die for the Holy One!"

Goodbye, those endless beads, seem to be quite powerful.However, just as they reached a foot in front of Tang Nu, they were directly reduced to ashes by a force transmitted from the blood coffin.

Tang Nu smiled lightly and made a move.Dragon Saliva Slash flew out instantly, drawing a black arc.

"Mie!" The innkeeper's body was split into two by the black arc almost as soon as he flew up.Venerable divine weapon, cut off by the dragon saliva, how can there be any life?
The innkeeper even heard Tang Nu's words.However, his eyes were dimmed.Even if there is regret, it is too late.

Tang Nu smiled, that was death as home.Longxi Zhan turned around and came straight towards him.

The snow blows in the void, the dragon's mouth is watering!
(End of this chapter)