Demon Concubine Yutian

Ye Luo saw the altar
I don't know, I thought it was about to fall into the heart of the earth.

Ye Luo originally wanted to tease Shenjilong, but suddenly, he saw an ancient altar directly below, showing a nine-sided shape with nine corners, a total of nine coffins were placed, and in the center, there was a larger one. The golden cold coffin, the golden coffin is closely connected with the surrounding nine coffins, connected with the cold iron chains, forming a coffin array that seems to be separated but actually integrated.

"What a strong corpse aura."

Ye Luo felt that she was about to be unable to breathe, and her lungs began to ache.

You know, she is already a cultivator of the real fairyland. According to what she said in the last three days, she has been able to live a life of real immortality and live the same life as the sky. Her body is also almost invincible, but she still feels pain because of breathing. ?This is simply unbelievable!

"It's a demigod."

Since Si Yutian has stepped into the realm of demigods, he has a stronger sense of this coercion, "That silver-haired boy really didn't lie to us, there are indeed many things like him here."

one two three four five six seven eight nine……

No, there are ten, eleven.

"Huh? No!" Si Yutian's pupils shrank violently, and his eyes locked on the golden cold coffin in the center of the altar, "The corpses locked in there may be better than demigods! Far stronger In the surrounding nine coffins! Corpse No. 11!"

Ye Luo understood: "Nine coffins contain nine demigods, and the tenth is probably the controller. No. 11 is the strongest, lying in the golden coffin."

Couples have been married for many years, basically the other party can understand half of what they say, and the other party can understand the remaining half.

This is an unspeakable tacit understanding.

It can also be called a tacit understanding.

"Rely on it!"

Shenjilong suddenly burst into a foul language, "Seeing that the distance is very close, how come it has been flying for so long, but still hasn't arrived?"

Really pissed off the dragon.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

The golden head of the Divine Machine Dragon suddenly hit a transparent barrier of madness when it swooped down below, "Aww, I'm killing this dragon! There is an enchantment here! Such a hard enchantment!"

Shenjilong almost burst into tears in pain.

There was a big bump on my forehead.

You know, he is the invincible and the hardest extremely golden dragon in the universe. To be able to hit him to such a degree shows just how frightening this barrier is!

"It's alright."

Seeing that her pet dragon was injured, Ye Luo couldn't help feeling distressed. She stretched out a hand and rubbed the huge bag on Shenji's head to help him relieve the pain.

Shenjilong was caressed by his dear master, and instantly felt less pain.

At least the pain is not so psychologically, and I get comfort.

"Come on, take some medicine."

Si Yutian was more straightforward, took out the ointment, and put all of it on Shenjilong's forehead.

The specific medicine he made must have an excellent effect.

In just half a minute, half of the fist-sized lump disappeared, and it wasn't as congested and scary as it was at the beginning.

When Shenjilong calmed down, the gazes of Ye Luo and Si Yutian focused on the space under the barrier again.

The space is very large, with a length of more than 5000 meters and a width of more than 1 meters.

And the altar in the center occupies less than one-tenth of the masks.

But the scale is already very impressive.

At least, during the middle and third days, it was rare to see such an altar.

(End of this chapter)