nine coffins

Chapter 936: The Wood Clan is Extinct, and Three Souls Are Into a Coffin!
How can the power of a clan equal the holy relics of ten thousand monsters?In an instant, the entire Guteng City was shrouded in dazzling light.

Tianzhou Wood Clan, Ten Thousand Wood Great Formation, formed by gathering souls.However, under the eyes of Ten Thousand Monsters, the formation seemed to be imprisoned, unable to exert all its power at all.

Hu Qing's complexion was icy cold, and the green light emitting from his body was the light of life and death.

"Mu Clan, Spirit Extinction!" Hu Qing made seals in his hands, uttering the truth.

Alas--

Tianzhou Fox Clan, the Lord of All Spirits.The green light is like a knife, harvesting everything.

Countless years later, all the monks present will probably never forget the day when the sky fox returned after thousands of years in ancient times.

Blood light, blood light covering the sky; soul smoke, endless soul smoke.

That was an absolute massacre!

Yuhuo closed his eyes helplessly.

Although this is nothing compared to the Great War of the Three Realms tens of thousands of years ago, Yuhuo understands that the Tianzhou Spirit Race has been stable for tens of thousands of years.

Today's massacre must be a memory of blood.

Hu Qing looked at everything resolutely.In the white light and green light, he seemed to see the thousands of fox clans that fell thousands of years ago to protect the entire spirit clan.

Scream——

Howl--

The white light and green light, like flames, blazing into the sky.

The entire Guteng City was burning.Only the ancient wood fairy vine survived.I don't know how many great powers of the Mu clan are dying inside.How many immature dryads turned into fly ash.

For the Tianzhou Wood Clan, this is a peerless disaster.The Eye of Ten Thousand Monsters and the Art of the Sky Fox completely cut off their spiritual roots in heaven and earth.

The Tianzhou Wood Clan is no different from ordinary trees.Hu Qing, neither lied nor lenient.He said extermination means extermination.

The flames blazed, and all souls were extinguished.

The king of the wood clan, with white hair flying in anger, red and green eyes shining.

The power possessed by the ancient sky fox far exceeded his imagination.The Great Formation of Wanmu fell apart.The true nature of the fairy tree is vulnerable.

At that moment, all the spirits of Tianzhou were shocked.

From now on, there is absolutely no clan in the Tianzhou Spirit Clan who dare not submit to Tianhu's feet.Even the faces of other human races in Tianzhou changed suddenly at this moment.

The return of the king, who dares to stop?After this day, the color of the grass in the northern part of the Tianmu Grassland completely changed from green to blood red, and it never faded for thousands of years.

Is that the power of His Holiness?At this time, even many monks think so.The power of the ancient sky fox is too terrifying.

Xiao Luo, dressed in a big red robe.He kept holding Wu'er's hand with a calm expression.Wenqu, Lianzhen, and Pojun, the three great stars, stood beside Xiao Luo and Wu'er.

There was a faint inexplicable brilliance exuding from the five of them.

It seemed to be a mysterious formation that only connected the five people together. Even the Eye of Ten Thousand Monsters and the might of the Sky Fox did not shake them at all.

Strange auras flowed from the five of them.

However, there were tears on Wu'er's face.Drops dripped and slid across the cheeks.No matter what, the blood of the Mu clan flows through her body.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

At this time, the white-haired wood king, the desolate sad voice came from the void.That was the last despair and fantasy of the entire Mu clan, resounding throughout the Tianmu Grassland.

"Tianhu, one day, all the Mu people will be reborn. We will grow freely on the grassland without worries. Above our heads, there is only sunlight. Around us, there is only breeze."

"We don't want to be subject to any shackles, we don't want to submit to any venerables! We are born to be a vassal, not for the vassals of cattle and horses, but for the well-being of the people. There is absolutely nothing wrong with our choice!"

"Cause and effect are chaotic, and the Three Realms are in turmoil! We, the Wood Clan, are only pioneers! Devil, don't forget your oath—"

"Life after life, my wood family enjoys freedom—"

The body of the white-haired wood king has been swallowed by the white light.The ancient appearance of the fairy tree hanging above his head has completely dissipated.

At the last moment, everyone was in awe of King Baifamu.

Hu Qing couldn't help raising his eyebrows.Because, from the standpoint of King Baifamu, what they asked for was indeed right.

"King Mu, don't worry! If I succeed, I will not forget my oath! As long as I live!" Xiao Luo's face was calm, but his voice was firm.The promise of the devil will never be broken.

The Plum Blossom Fairy smiled with tears in her eyes.

Outside Guteng City.

The red-haired ambergris, floating in the void, smiled coldly.For thousands of years, in his opinion, the choice of the Mu clan is extremely ridiculous.Between the palms of hands, the whole family is betting, extremely childish.

However, at that moment, Longxi probably wouldn't think about it.Mingzun, sitting cross-legged on the white isolated island, watching everything, will also feel that feeling.

All people often see the humbleness of others, but they themselves are not humble.

Outside Guteng City, in different directions.

Amu in black, sitting on the wild soul beast, with flying long hair, looking at everything from a distance.Naturally, he heard Baifamu Wang's mournful voice, and couldn't help sighing.

"King of the Wood Clan, if I control the Three Realms, I will surely grant your wish! All classes are equal, there is nothing wrong with that! It's just that you are betting on the wrong person!"

When a bird is about to die, its song is sad; when a man is about to die, his words are kind.However, the last sad sound of King Baifamu only aroused everyone's gratitude for a moment.

call--

Endless immortal power, sweeping everything.

Hu Qing waved his hand again, and another green glow went straight to the ancient wood fairy vine.At this time, the ruins of the ancient city, everything turned to ashes, only the ancient wood fairy vine stood alone.

That is what Hu Qing must take.However, this time someone still blocked Hu Qing.Suddenly, a black awn directly blocked the front of the ancient wood fairy vine.

boom--

Once again, the two rays of light collided, and there was a loud bang, and the immortal energy was like a tide.All the monks watching the battle seemed to have begun to adapt.

So, everyone is well protected.Needless to say, today is an eternal battle.

The fairy light exploded, and the person standing in front of the ancient tree fairy vine was none other than Mo Zi Xiao Luo.

He is handsome and beautiful, wearing a red robe, and his long hair is slightly raised.

Devil Xiao Luo, his bearing is absolutely incomparable.At this time, there was a faint black glow on his body, but there was a faint green light on his slender fingers.

"Tianhu, the Mu clan has been wiped out by you, everything is enough!" Xiao Luo looked at Hu Qing with a slightly cold voice.

"If I were the ancient wood fairy vine, anyone who stands in my way will be killed!" Hu Qing sneered, "What qualifications do you have to stand in front of me and block everything!"

"The Wood Clan is extinct. I will marry the Plum Blossom Fairy as my wife. Then, this ancient wood fairy vine is our husband and wife's property, and we will avenge the Wood Clan's enmity one day!" Xiao Luo said calmly.

"Oh? Hahaha——" Hearing Xiao Luo's words, Hu Qing couldn't help but sneer.

"Devil, why do you have to be so sanctimonious? The Mu clan seems to be destroyed by me, but you are probably the one who caused it!" Hu Qing raised his head and looked at the Mu clan's soul energy coiled in the void that had not completely dissipated.

"The soul of the spirit clan, is that what you want?" Hu Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Luo, especially the green light lingering on Xiao Luo's fingertips.He knew that Xiao Luo had gathered the souls of the Mu clan.

Xiao Luo's face did not change at all, but smiled faintly.

"Everything is caused by cause and effect! I will make the death of the Mu clan the most valuable!" As he said, Xiao Luo gently raised his hands, and the endless green lights were concentrated on his hands, "I still Yes, let them come back to this world!"

At the same time, a vortex appeared between Xiao Luo's brows.In Amu's eyes, it should be a long-lost whirlpool.The endless green light was absorbed into the vortex.

Those are all the souls of the Wood Clan, thousands upon thousands.

At that moment, there was a streak of green jade under Mei Hua Wu'er's neck, shining brightly.It's just that, at this time, the Mu clan was completely wiped out, and no one knew that it was the last essence of the Mu clan that was left to Wu'er by the king of the Mu clan.

The soul of the Tianzhou Spirit Race was indeed what Xiao Luo wanted.Because, in the boundless world of Tianzhou, the purest soul is the soul of the spirit race.

The soul of the sea wasteland, the soul of Shura, the soul of Tianzhou.

Today, this wedding banquet is a blood feast.Even if there is no Tianhu, the Taihuang lineage will turn this place into a bloody grassland.

Three souls in one, can be grown into a coffin.This is the lineage of Taihuang, which has been pursuing.Devil Xiao Luo is only one step away.During this period, the price paid cannot be calculated.

But at this time, in the vortex between Xiao Luo's brows, he could already see the faint shape of a coffin.

Outside Guteng City, Amu narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.

"Coffin gas?" At that moment, Amu felt the extremely strong coffin gas.Back then, there was a battle on the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms.Murong Huang once sacrificed the so-called human coffin, but was broken up by Amu.

Murong Huang and Xiao Luo, one demon twins!One is immortal, and the deity is immortal.But today, if the human coffin is completed, what kind of coffin will it be?

Amu was wearing a black robe, automatically without wind, and then lightly patted the wild soul beast.

Into the city!

(End of this chapter)