I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 1118 Three Great Corpse Refinements
Seeing Yang Feng's return, Disha's murderous intent towards the Ni Qiankun in the black coffin was more than tenfold when the enemy had not been dealt with.

But Yang Feng signaled him not to make a move, and slowly took out a book that Disha had never seen before, and...a simple-looking writing brush.

"Ni Qiankun, would you mind coming out and letting me see what you look like?" Yang Feng suddenly realized that just the name alone was not enough, if he didn't know the person's appearance, the book of life and death would not be able to help him find someone.

Because there are too many people called Ni Qiankun in this world, only after Yang Feng has seen the real face of this person can he know which one Yang Feng is looking for, otherwise even if Yang Feng is given his whole life, he may not be able to be there. Find people in the book of life and death.

"It doesn't matter if you come out!" Naturally, Ni Qiankun can't really hide in it all the time. His purpose of coming today is to stop killing with killing, and keep the clan's supremacy in this world.

Now the strength shown by the Danxianzong is obviously not something that the existing elders of these clans can solve. Naturally, he needs to have an accident with a sealed person like him.

Hei Yao's coffin was slowly opened, and another aura of four heavenly tribulation levels appeared, and what emerged from the black mist was a mummy tightly wrapped in skin.

The black mist was slowly absorbed into his body, and the vitality on his face gradually returned. The black mist turned out to be his vitality, which was sealed outside his body by some mysterious method, leaving only the necessary vitality in the body, which can maximize the vitality of his body. Prevent the body from consuming the remaining vitality.

"I'm coming out." In fact, the person Yang Feng met before was really not the real strength of the Four Heavenly Tribulations. He lacked vitality, and the strength he could display in real battles was limited after all.

The Ni Qiankun in front of him is different, he has enough vitality left, and it is estimated that he can live for a few days after a big battle.

It's just...Yang Feng didn't intend to fight Ni Qiankun at all.

"Oh~"

Yang Feng casually circled the only name in the book of life and death, and behind this name was Ni Qiankun's remaining longevity, a total of 37 days.

If Yang Feng wanted to use the book of life and death to kill this person, he would have to pay ten times the lifespan, that is almost a year.

It seemed like a loss, but it was nothing to Yang Feng.

The next thing to face is the false immortals of the fierce clan and more powerful fierce clans. Of course, Yang Feng can't outlive these guys.

Once he wins to the end, Yang Feng will inevitably reach a higher level. When he reaches the quasi-supreme level, taking out tens of hundreds of years of life essence to perform supernatural powers once is like playing.

Can't beat it?
If the enemy wants to kill you, they won't wait for you to use up your lifespan before killing you.

Therefore, Yang Feng didn't bother to face these four catastrophes but the time was running out. It would be much faster to directly write death in the book of life and death.

Circle the name, and Yang Feng writes the word "death" in it.

"Hey, do you feel uncomfortable?" Yang Feng asked suddenly.

Ni Qiankun's face, which had just recovered some blood, gradually showed fear, and his eyes changed from complacent to nervous at the beginning.

"My longevity!" The blood on Ni Qiankun's face lost even faster, almost instantly, and the skin was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The first thought that popped up in Ni Qiankun's mind was the curse, and only the curse could hurt him so unknowingly, even so mysterious that his life essence disappeared for no reason.

But when he tried to get rid of the curse with his last strength, two figures appeared in front of him, one with a bull head and the other with a horse face.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Yuanshen suddenly turned to the dead soul.

Yang Feng put away the book of life and death. After all, this thing really understands the gods. Even in the Danxian sect, only Lin Qingyu and Lingxi know about it. Others, including Zhao Xian and Disha, don't know about it.

The whole sky fell silent, and everyone watched with their own eyes that the mysterious master who came with the elders of the clan, the powerful master who showed the aura of the four heavenly tribulations before he made a move, unexpectedly died so inexplicably.

Yang Feng!

It must be Yang Feng!

Everyone saw what Yang Feng did just now, asked the other party's name, and then tricked him into appearing.

Then, Ni Qiankun died!

Ni Qiankun's breath dissipated and fell straight down.

Longxia panicked, he didn't believe that Ni Qiankun died like this, and wanted to go down immediately.

Zhao Xian is not a vegetarian.

Dare to be left to him by the back, it is courting death!

Tens of thousands of large and small formations suddenly appeared in the air, and each formation was connected in series, erupting in an instant.

These are all formations that are enough to severely damage the three heavenly tribulations, but Longxia greeted them with their backs.

After a breath.

The valley was calm again, and the coffin of Hei Yao and the corpse of Ni Qiankun were taken away by Disha's Hundred Thousand Yamas, and they didn't know what they were going to do with it.

There is no need to clean up the Longxia side, under the tens of thousands of formations, unless Zhao Xian deliberately keeps his hands, he will not be able to find a whole bone.

Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles.

The remaining elders of the clan stood desperately in front of the Supreme Hall. Between them there were only three coffins full of decay, and there were still three clan-level existences inside.

Zhongzhou was completely shaken.

Countless forces did not give the clan any face at all, and the three major sects guarded the gate of Zhongzhou City, but they could not stop the secret preparations of various forces for so many years.

Within a day, all the forces knew that the clan's power was over, and Duotian City began to seal the city.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that Duotian City's move is not for fear of revenge from the clan, but to close the doors and windows of the hometown, and then lead people to kill it!

Zhongzhou City has already escaped.

"Open the Hall of Supreme Beings, please let the Supreme Beings come into the world!" A voice came from one of the coffins, and it was the last time, and all the details had awakened.

"Where's the key?" Another being in the coffin asked. Before they fell asleep, they would give the key to the next generation of clan elders, so this key should be among the current elders.

The current elders of the clan looked at me and I looked at you, and one of them finally took out a... broken key from his bosom with a look of embarrassment.

"Senior, the key was stolen by someone. Although I found it back, it was incomplete"

"What about the rest?"

"In that Yang Feng who seems to be the reincarnation of Supreme Qi Tian..."

The voice in the third coffin snorted coldly: "Hmph, I was the one who forged this key, and it's just a matter of repairing it. Tie Hun, thank you for your hard work."

The first coffin was suddenly opened, and a strong figure emerged from it.This person closed his eyes tightly, just after he emerged from the coffin, the sky and the earth had already changed color. If you observe carefully, you will notice that there are two teeth protruding from the corners of this person's mouth.

"It's a good thing we turned ourselves into refining corpses, otherwise we would have been turned into dust long ago. The human race's technique of dispersing spirits and renewing life is useless to us." Tie Hun chuckled, opened his bloody eyes, and looked at the waiting people Clan elders.

"Hurry up, these idiots of the human race have guarded the two adults for us for tens of thousands of years, and we can give it a good time!" The voice in the first coffin shouted.

"Senior, you are..." Those who have cultivated to this level are not stupid. Listening to this conversation, I feel a little chills down the spine, and even have some terrible guesses in my heart.

(End of this chapter)