Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 131 The Devil's Heavenly Coffin
Misery There is a lot of snow this year.

Especially in the Central Plains area, nine out of ten families were hit by disasters, many houses were collapsed by the heavy snow, and a large number of villagers were left homeless.

At this moment, a religious organization called Doomsday Holy Tradition appeared. While building temporary shelters to accommodate the victims, they held prayer meetings to appease the victims.

The headquarters of the Doomsday Sacred Tradition is also called the "Palace of Ten True Palms". From a distance, it looks like a pair of closed hands, holding up a majestic palace and a majestic bell tower.

According to the organization, this is called "the truth is in the palms and ten fingers".

Murong Qing passed through countless kneeling believers, and the believers kept kowtowing and sending pious praise:
"Pray to see the saint tomorrow, Tianjun bless the snow disaster to pass quickly."

"Pray to see the saint tomorrow, and thank the heavenly king for giving us a house and food."

"Pray to see the saint tomorrow, thank you Tianjun!"

He was in a daze. It had been a hundred years since he left this place, and the young man who had sworn never to return had broken his promise.

When Murong Qing went up to the top floor, Su Xianqing, head teacher of Xuantian, was already waiting for him, with a pair of gloomy eyes showing a cold light of determination to win.

"Gu Yu, long time no see."

"I'm Murongqing, I'm only looking for you for a deal, not for reminiscing about the old days."

"No matter what your purpose is, I just want to say, welcome back."

"Su Xianqing, I am fully aware of your greedy ambitions."

"But you still compromised. If you hadn't come to an end, you wouldn't have come back to me."

Murong Qing was said to be the center of the matter by him, and she snorted coldly: "Now you need me, and only I can open that holy city."

"To each other, to deal with the devil prince, you are helpless. Opening the holy city is the only bet."

"Before I change my mind, hurry up."

Three conditions are required to open the Holy City, the Holy Key, the Holy Bone, and the Holy Soul. As Adoni, the saint of the Niyu tribe, Murong Qing is the one who possesses the Holy Soul.

The Holy Key was found decades ago.

The only thing missing now is the holy bone.

Su Xianqing said indifferently: "The sacred bone is the keel of the descendants of your Niyu tribe, and it needs to be removed by Adoni to have any effect."

"The Niyu tribe has been wiped out, you won't let me take down my keel, will you?"

"No need, Feilu is already under my control."

Murong Qing understood: "It turns out that you were the one who killed Po Ling and captured Fei Lu!"

"You take the keel, she can still live, have you decided?"

Murong Qing hesitated for a moment, but before his eyes appeared the tomb full of corpses and the smell of barbecue that would never be exhausted in the air.

Having come here, there is no reason to turn back.

"Lead the way."

The underground prison of the Temple of Ten True Palms was gloomy and dark, and Fei Lu was curled up in a corner, not knowing how many days had passed.

Suddenly, Murong Qing appeared in front of her eyes.

Fei Lu rushed to the prison door in surprise, shaking the bars: "Adoni, are you here to save me?"

Murong Qing didn't answer, he walked into the cell and gently stroked Feilu's back.

"Adoni, our clansmen are all dead, Lingpo is also dead, woo woo woo~"

"Don't be afraid, Feilu, you'll be fine soon."

"Adoni, what are you doing?"

Murong Qing suddenly used force, and took out a piece of keel from Feilu's body, blood spattered high.

"Why? Ah~"

There was a sound of puzzlement, and a sound of screaming.

Murong Qing hurriedly left, unable to bear to hear the cry of the last member of the tribe.

All three items were in place, and Su Xianqing brought Murong Qing to Tiancang Lingquan.

After the efforts of the last days, the holy city has emerged from the ground, and only the seals of the five masters of the past are still tightly bound to this huge city.

Murong Qing placed the keel on the holy key, and then injected her own sacred thoughts into it.

In an instant, the holy key slowly floated into the air, yin and yang merged, good and evil merged, and hit the seal.

boom.

The seal was broken, the holy city was revived, and it was shining for thousands of miles, and the atmosphere of the world was suddenly restless.

After a while, there was a roar of extreme excitement in the Holy City: "Ha~ah~"

This terrifying roar surprised Murong Qing, how could Tianjun's voice be so evil?

But he has already gambled everything, no matter what monster is sealed in the Holy City, he is bound to obtain the hidden power in the city today.

Unknowingly, the gate of the temple opened, and immediately, a flame shot up into the sky and flew out of the city.

"This is?"

Just when Murong Qing was puzzled, a palm came from behind and knocked him to the ground.

"Su Xianqing, you actually!"

"My goal has been accomplished, is there still a need to keep you? Murongqing, you are so naive. No one wants to have the power of the Holy City."

"Uh~"

Before Murongqing could strike back, Su Xianqing struck again.

At the moment of dying, a strong hurricane rushed out of the temple, pulling Murong Qing into the hall.Afterwards, the gate of the palace slowly closed, and the city once again emitted a dim light.

Su Xianqing had no time to think, and followed the flame that just flew out.

It was a coffin exuding a strong devilish energy, piercing through mountains and mountains, and flying rapidly in the air.

"evil creature!"

The devil's coffin had just flown a hundred miles away, when suddenly there was a loud shout, the mighty and holy aura struck at the devil's coffin, and it was actually a monk who made the move.

The monk was full of the Buddha's essence, and wanted to use his life's cultivation to smash the magic coffin: "Punish the world, drink!"

Unexpectedly, the evil flames soared, and the momentum swallowed the sky, and the monk was immediately blocked.

A burst of arrogant laughter came from the magic coffin: "Wuhuo bald donkey, I can't imagine that after so many years, you have made no progress, hahahahaha~"

The monk who came to prevent the celestial coffin from reappearing was none other than Wuhuo Midu, an old monk from Yungu Leifeng, a Buddhist holy place, and one of the five masters who sealed the celestial coffin back then.

Amid wild laughter, Mo Jue Tian Coffin showed its unrivaled strength again, releasing the evil energy accumulated through the ages, and issued the ultimate move:
"shock!"

This move, carrying the power of destroying gods, instantly destroyed mountains and rivers and split the earth.

"Pfft~"

Not strong enough to dodge, Wuhuo Midu was severely injured, flew upside down for several miles, and fell headlong into the sky.

The sky coffin sent out another burst of energy, but was blocked by two bursts of Buddha energy from the same source.

"Hmph, bald donkeys of Yungu Leifeng, I will pay back everything you have given me. Just wait!"

The sky coffin roared angrily, and then flew towards the Heavenly Palace of Ten True Palms.

Soon, Wuhuo Dumi returned to Yungu Leifeng, and asked the other two fellow practitioners for his life-saving grace.

"The heavenly coffin was unearthed, and the devil appeared in the world, what a catastrophe."

Duan Ye She, who is also the third elder, comforted him in vain: "Although the devil is powerful, there is still a seal on the coffin, and the devil will not be able to get out of the coffin in a short time."

Wuhuo Dumi said angrily: "This battle has proved that the Holy Tradition of the Last Days has a close relationship with the devil. From now on, we will wholeheartedly deal with the Holy Tradition of the Last Days and prevent the Devil from entering the world."

Pulling out the torture move was a little hesitant: "Attacking the holy biography of the last days is a big deal, do you want to ask the head of the Buddha for instructions?"

"When I sealed the demon head, the Buddha head did not participate in it. I will handle this matter by myself."

Wuhuo Midu has always been tough, and the two monks are used to putting him first, so they immediately agreed: "Everything is in accordance with the instructions of Buddhist friends, and we will fully cooperate."

(End of this chapter)