Xie Xian Yao

Chapter 55 Immortal Tomb?
The golden light shines brightly in the sky, the roar roars into the sky, and the magic weapon like a rain of arrows attacks with all its strength. Every time it hits, the coffin guard's body trembles, roaring in pain, roaring in anger, making him look abnormal. Crazy and ferocious.

"Hey, thump..." The joint attack of more than a dozen masters, for the coffin guard, such terrifying power and power has exceeded his ability to bear, the proud and burly body couldn't help but retreated dozens of steps, attacking His power is even weaker.

"Kill, he is seriously injured..."

"Death, Hunyuan Seal..."

"Killing for nine days..."

Everyone saw that the coffin keeper looked exhausted, and a flash of surprise and excitement flashed in his eyes. He let out a low growl, turned his palms over, and spiritual power surged out, and the great seal that shrouded the sky suddenly appeared. The spells and the imaginary seal ruthlessly crushed the bloody coffin keeper.

"Boom, boom..."

One palm, one stroke, one seal, one tactic, one day at a time, in an instant, the bloody battlefield was completely covered by the brilliance of the sky, and the gloomy and cold bloody aura gathered even more, pouring into the blood cloud above the bloody ancient coffin. middle.

"Brush..." The keeper of the coffin was forced to retreat by the fierce attacks of the monks, his figure flickered, and he swung his bloody whip to block the invaders who approached the ancient coffin.

Everyone looked happy, and the state of the coffin keeper had obviously weakened. This was a golden opportunity. It seemed that everyone was in the same mind, and they all formed the magic formula, urged the magic weapon, and launched an attack on the coffin keeper who was sticking to the blood pool. The last wave of the most powerful attack posture.

"die……"

"Boom"

The ruthless and indifferent low growl slowly spread out in the bloody battlefield. For a moment, everyone prayed in their hearts for the death of the coffin keeper. The output of spiritual power became even harder, and the dark pupils turned into greedy blood red. .

"Boom, boom"

The blood-colored coffin keeper was covered by many spells, and there were even flying and circling magic weapons attacking him back and forth. In an instant, the calm pool of blood seemed to be exploded, and the thick blood that shot up into the sky dyed the bodies of all the monks red in an instant. At this moment, they were like coffin keepers, their bodies were covered in bright red blood.

Magical artifacts and spell attacks are extraordinarily powerful. The bloody coffin keeper roared in pain and rushed madly, but he couldn't break through the killing cage set up by everyone. He could only resist the violent attack force around him with difficulty.

"Boom..."

It lasted for tens of breaths, and the roar gradually subsided. Then, the brilliance dissipated, the blood mist disappeared, and the heavy impact sound fell into everyone's hearts, and a happy smile appeared on everyone's face It seemed that a big rock that was pressing down on their hearts completely dissipated at this moment.

In the restless blood pool, the keeper of the coffin lowered his head and half-kneeled in the blood pool. His tall body was half-sinked and sank in the blood pool. Like a towering giant tree that had been washed, it snapped off in the middle and fell quietly.

"Hahaha..." Seeing this formidable existence that fell, these sect masters who teamed up with each other laughed loudly at the same time, beheaded the coffin guard, and it would no longer be difficult to obtain the secrets in the blood-colored ancient coffin.

However, everyone was not in a hurry to open the coffin. Instead, they stepped back cautiously and looked at the fellow Taoists beside them warily. enemy, he will be stabbed by his companion in the next second.

This is a state of mind, an accumulation of experience, and an instinctive reaction of a cultivator.

After being baptized by the Scarlet Coffin Keeper, no one was intact, and more or less suffered some injuries. Everyone also temporarily gave up the idea of ​​opening the ancient coffin, and each went his own way, choosing his own healing place.

"puff"

A cold light flashed across, and a monk with the most serious injuries had just entered the state of healing, and his body fell limply backwards. Understand why I suddenly died.

"Be careful..." The sudden change caused these sect masters who had just experienced a fierce battle to flee in all directions like frightened rabbits. kill the past.

Like frightened birds, everyone turned their attacks on the nearest fellow Taoist, the spells collided with each other violently, and the magical artifacts rubbed violently. For a while, the bloody battlefield that had not cooled down fell into bloody chaos again, but this time, It's a confrontation between one's own people.

"Swipe..." The cold light flashed out again, accurately capturing those slow-moving guys, and quickly appeared behind them like lightning. "Puff..." The cold light entered the body, not only destroying the vitality, but also completely annihilating the soul. leaving behind a cold body.

"This is the last big show, everyone, enjoy it..." Dugu Cetian, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the sect masters who killed each other, sneered in his heart, and was deeply impressed by his father's instructions when he came.

The Qiankun Pearl can not only contain the mustard space capsule of treasures, but also has the function of hiding the aura. Therefore, after a fierce battle, the masters who are not in a good state of mind will not be able to detect the aura of Dugu Cetian. If they are all in full bloom, How could he not be aware of it, so as to avoid this meaningless fight.

As the masters of the sect, they have their own posture and thinking orientation, so in the face of this unexpected assassination and attack, they will not go deep into the reason, but protect themselves and kill all dangerous people immediately. the elements of.

"Boom, boom..." The fighting continued, but no one noticed the faint heartbeat of the coffin guard who was half kneeling in the pool of blood, and no one noticed that his faceless face covered by his bloody hair was moving. quietly changed.

Even Dugu Cetian, who was in the dark, didn't notice this change, but quietly hid in the dark, quietly activating the flying sword, killing those pitiful sect masters with a hundred steps.

"kill……"

"war……"

Angrily roaring, venting mutual distrust and full of anger, and just when the fighting reached its climax, the blood-colored ancient coffin in the blood pool suddenly changed, "rumbling", the blood cloud in the sky suddenly moved towards The ancient coffin was wrapped away, and bursts of thunder roared.

"Crack..." A blood-colored lightning flashed out of the blood cloud, and struck the blood-colored ancient coffin in the blink of an eye. Then, several blood-colored lightning bolts flashed out of the blood cloud, bombarding the ground. In the ancient coffin.

Such an obvious surprise completely interrupted the fighting of the remaining monks, each of them looked at the ancient coffin slowly protruding out of the pool of blood with suspicious expressions, not caring at all whether their opponents would take the opportunity to kill themselves.

"How is this going……"

"The ancient coffin has changed, I have a bad feeling..."

"I think we did a stupid thing..."

The few people were silent, feeling heavy in their hearts. The blood-colored ancient coffin was wrapped in the blood cloud and pulled out of the blood pool bit by bit. They all felt an irresistible oppressive force, and their bodies could not stop kneeling down to the ground.

"Pfft..." The monk who had been severely injured suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his upright body bent suddenly, and he knelt heavily on the muddy blood-colored territory with one leg, his eyes were full of unimaginable fear, and his clothes were instantly drenched in cold sweat .

"Tom, tom..." Then, everyone was completely overwhelmed by this coercive force, their faces were pale, their eyes showed fear, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Even Dugu Cetian, who was in the dark, was not spared, he was firmly pressed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

"Coffin, open..."

An indifferent and cold growl came from the already 'dead' figure in the blood pool. As soon as the voice fell, the half-kneeling body turned around abruptly, and bowed deeply to the blood-colored ancient coffin above his head, two times three times He didn't get up until he finished bowing three times and kowtowing nine times, but quietly prostrated himself in the pool of blood, very pious, like a humble servant.

"Crack, click..."

The slight noise immediately attracted the attention of Dugu Cetian and the others. Dozens of people stared at the blood-colored ancient coffin slowly opening in the sky, "Gu"'s dry throat squirmed, and swallowed with difficulty. Spit, force yourself to watch intently.

A small gap appeared at the joint between the coffin lid and the body of the ancient coffin, and a ray of blood-colored mist suddenly erupted from the gap. In an instant, a blood-colored curtain appeared in everyone's minds. They left a deep mark in their hearts.

The looming blood-colored curtain hangs in the sky like a waterfall flowing with fresh blood. In the haze, Dugu Cetian and others saw five or six figures in the blood curtain. These figures are lonely, cold, misty, and mysterious , are not the same, at this moment, these extraordinary figures are fighting fiercely, every blow is like an earth-shattering, every blow is like an earth-shattering, every blow is like a celestial light.

And under their feet, there are countless tombs and cemeteries everywhere, piles of blood-colored tombs are scattered all over the ground, and the corpses of broken soldiers can be seen everywhere. Only these five figures are extraordinary, standing proudly on the peak of the sky, stepping on six paths sentient beings.

"what is this?"

"Xian?"

"grave?"

"Who are they..."

Various questions echoed in the hearts of Dugu Cetian and the others, and their minds all fell into the phantom in the blood curtain, forgetting the dangerous situation they were in.

"Om..." The ancient coffin made a buzzing sound, and the prostrate coffin keeper suddenly stood up, turned around and looked at Dugu Cetian and the others, and a ghost-like face appeared on the faceless face. Horror, the cold eyes were lifeless, and the big bloody hands suddenly formed seals, and he let out a low voice: "Coffin, close..."

In an instant, everyone's minds were pulled back to reality by the low shout, their complexions changed drastically, and they were dripping with cold sweat. Before they could escape and resist, they were completely swallowed by the blood-colored ancient coffin and disappeared in the blood-colored wasteland.

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