Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

The coffin is made of the Cangxuan Shenmu that grows in the extreme cold of the North, hundreds of rare spiritual materials, and infused with the essence of the five elements of spiritual energy, and it took thousands of years to build the coffin.

It is the new body he prepared for his beloved.

Originally, he thought the meaning of the "coffin" was not good, and wanted to make it into another shape, but that would not be able to trap his body and remnant soul, and continuously absorb the power from it.

In the end, he figured it out by himself, and there was nothing wrong with the coffin.

After all, when he is resurrected, his physical body, spirit, and the offerings made by the demons for thousands of years are enough to make Yu Xi take shape smoothly after waking up.

The black mist is getting tighter and tighter.

It was like a fine net that wrapped Yu Xi and Chu Yan in it, without a single ray of light showing around.

The people standing outside saw this scene and panicked.

The elder in linen picked up the magic weapon and was about to rush up, but he was stopped by the white-robed old man flying towards him.

On the other side, Mo Jiao swung his tail and drew on the black mist, but failed to disperse it.Immediately afterwards, he let out a "wailing", and when the tail was drawn out of the black mist, the skin melted in several places, and the flesh and blood were exposed...

For a moment, the monks, monsters present, and people who were looking at the Mirror Stone from afar in the mainland were stunned.

These "black qi" are so terrifying that they can even melt the flesh of high-level monsters?

You know, that is a flood dragon!
The ink dragon known for its thick skin and flesh!
Even he couldn't resist the power in the black mist, how could Yu Xi and Chu Yan, who were only in the Nascent Soul realm, resist it?
In the main hall of Ling Xiaozong, several elders shook their heads secretly.

Regardless of whether it is right or wrong for Chu Yan to associate with the righteous way and to oppose Daoming.Just talking about aptitude and talent, it's a pity that such a genius died in the Formless Sea, and his body melted into the black mist.

Regardless of how the devil is, no one thinks that Chu Yan can survive in this black mist...

Just when the monks of the righteous way were feeling sorry, the atmosphere on the side of the magic way was particularly dignified.

In front of the large formation of the Demon Palace, the guardians on the left and right, and others were running around anxiously.

"What the hell are those black air?"

"Your Majesty's cultivation has not yet recovered, what should I do..."

Ming Xuzi, the master of the Xiaoyao Sect, stared at the black mass in the picture, then turned his head to look at the other side of the mirror cloud formation, "You Huai, do you recognize those black qi, but ghost qi?"

In the Mirror of the Other Side, wisps of black energy lingered around Youhuai, the patriarch of the Soul Eater Sect, and those were exactly the ghost energy that Ming Xuzi was talking about.

Staring at the screen projected on the big array, he shook his head in denial: "It shouldn't be."

A wisp of black air coiled around Youhuai's ear, and he was stunned for a moment, then he said solemnly: "You all know that there is a sixth-level ghost next to me, which is transformed by a resentful spirit. Just now he told me that he felt it in the formation. Extremely strong resentment and hatred."

After a pause, he expressed his inference: "The black energy seems to be condensed from all kinds of negative energy, but I don't know why it has such a strong power..."

Logically speaking, even if a cultivator in the Dao Realm dies with hatred, and after death, his soul is immortal and turned into a resentful spirit, he will at most have the same power as when he was alive. while alive.

There must be other reasons for the so much black energy that appeared in the large formation.

These are not what everyone can figure out for the time being.

The right protector was also accompanied by a ghost, and he also whispered a few words in the right protector's ear, echoing the words of Youhuai in the mirror on the other side.

"Resentment, evil thoughts..."

Guardian You recited what Yinhun said. These words to describe black energy do not sound good.

"I just said that the old thief is very hypocritical. Fortunately, he usually pretends to be a fairy and manipulates these things. How can he be a good person?"

These words were vaguely suspected of scolding the Soul Eater Sect, but Youhuai in the Mirror of the Other Side did not deny it, but nodded repeatedly.

But that's not the case, their Soul Eater Sect usually controls the dead and remnant souls, and they are insulted by the world. Ancestor Daoming controls so much black energy, so why is he sought after by others?You should be scolded with them!
Get the worst scolding!
Patriarch Daoming, who was mentioned by countless people in front of Jingshi and Jingzhen, is now fighting Elder Mai.

He still doesn't know what happened on land, nor does he know that what he did today has been projected to all parts of the mainland by Yu Xi and Mo Dao.

But even if he knew, he didn't care too much.

After all, his plan is about to come true!
At that time, he will be able to ascend in the daytime and enter the fairyland, so why should he care about the opinions of ordinary people in this world?
"Old thief Daoming, get out of the way for me!" Elder Mai Yi breathed a sigh of relief, trying to break away from Patriarch Daoming's block with all his strength.

"Heh." Patriarch Daoming sneered, let go of his hand, and stepped aside, "Since you insist on courting death, I won't stop you."

The black air was getting thicker and thicker. Elder Mai flew past Patriarch Daoming, but under the barrier of the black air, it was difficult to move forward half a step, and he couldn't find Yu Xi and Chu Yan who were surrounded by the black air.

If he forced his way, the end would probably be the same as that of Mo Jiao's tail just now.

At that time, all the skin on his body will be melted away, leaving only a lump of flesh and blood...

Seeing Elder Mai slow down, the sarcastic smile on the corners of Patriarch Daoming's mouth widened.

Then I saw the elder in linen raised his hand to pinch the formula, and the spiritual energy covered his whole body in an instant, forming a thin layer of armor.He wants to break into this black air!
There really are such people looking for death!

However, the next moment, Patriarch Daoming couldn't laugh anymore.

I saw the black air that had been condensed suddenly spread out, and at the same time, thunder roared above the head, and the golden bead broke free from the shackles of the thunder and black air and fell downward.

The formation did not activate as he had imagined.

The golden ball broke through the black air, sank into the sea with a "bang", and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The black air was completely scattered by the impact, and Patriarch Daoming did not see the real body of Qinglong he expected.

Not only that, but Yu Xi and Chu Yan, who were supposed to be surrounded by black air, also disappeared at this time.

In just a few breaths, he actually lost the two most crucial "things".

Dragon Ball and Dragon Body!
Are the years of hard work really going to be in vain at this moment?

Patriarch Daoming roared up to the sky unwillingly, amidst the roar, streams of black air rose from the bottom of the sea, raging and sweeping, black air intertwined with thunder.The entire sea area suddenly became chaotic.

The deep sea is thousands of feet.

A tightly closed coffin hangs quietly in the sea water.

Inside the coffin, the man's chest was pressed against the lower coffin board.

The pictures are so similar, Yu Xi can't help but think of the scene she felt when she just woke up in the forbidden area of ​​Lingzhou Mountain.

At that time, Chu Yan was still a corpse, lying quietly in her coffin.

The coffin was overturned, and his body turned upside down inside the coffin, with his chest facing down, clinging to the coffin board below.

The situation was urgent just now, and I don't know if it was because she was too nervous or because of the black energy, but she couldn't help but change into her original form in the black air.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and she managed to escape with Chu Yan...

That is, her coffin board real body has been exposed in front of Chu Yan.

"Ahem." Yu Xi cleared her throat in embarrassment.

"That, Chu Yan..."

"You remember that I told you earlier that you are the real Demon Lord. And I am actually... your coffin board. I don't know what they did. It wasn't you who was resurrected, but me..."

Yu Xi stumbled to explain.

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yan said, "I know."

There was a gentle smile in the voice, "Your coffin boards were made by myself."

There was a moment of silence in the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Xi's exclamation sounded.

"You remember it all!"