Whenever being chased and killed by tentacles, the demon will be directly pierced through the body.

In an instant, those demons and demons pierced by the tentacles, no matter how powerful they were, were completely destroyed.

Those tentacles didn't stop, continuing to search for other monsters.

In the black mist, there are more and more tentacles, almost covering the entire incomplete heavenly palace like a creeper.

The end of the tentacles is the deepest part of the Demon God Mountain.

There was a huge light cocoon like a mountain, and the evil spirits that were pierced and devoured by the tentacles turned into the nourishment of the light cocoon, faintly visible, and a vague figure writhing like a fetus inside the light cocoon.

The magnificent Haotian Palace was directly shrouded in black air and disappeared without a trace.

Looking around, the entire world, the originally faint black mist disappeared.

At least when Ye Fan walked through that door, as far as he could see, there was no trace of black air, let alone black mist. In front of him was a grassland where cattle and sheep were seen in the wind blowing grass.

Not far ahead is the Ji Mansion.

Chapter 1427 Explore the corpse again, strange power!

Ye Fan was a little dazed, and walked forward, standing outside Ji Fu, feeling the atmosphere in the courtyard with his spiritual sense.

It was very quiet inside, the small building used as a guest room stood quietly.

It was still early, and everyone in Ji's mansion was quiet, and they didn't notice Ye Fan leaving.

He obviously stayed in Haotian Palace for so long, but from the outside, it seemed that it was only a moment.

"It seems that the time flow in Haotian Palace is much faster than outside."

Thinking silently in his heart, Ye Fan didn't intend to go back immediately, but headed towards the deep grassland, the direction of the yurt.

For Ye Fan today, these distances can be reached in the blink of an eye.

Came to the yurt in a blink of an eye, detected with spiritual sense, and the yurt was still as usual, so he walked in slowly.

The black coffin was still lying there quietly, without any movement.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, there was no change, but strange.

From the description in Ji Ruoyu's words, after nightfall, the black mist and demons rampant, all related to Jiang Baiyue's soul in the black coffin.

It was enough to see that Jiang Baiyue couldn't be restrained at all, whether it was the soul-suppressing nail or the black coffin.

At night, the corpse will definitely move, and the coffin will naturally move more or less.

But Ye Fan went to Haotian Palace and met Jiang Baiyue's soul.

Jiang Baiyue's soul stayed with Di Junyang's soul, so what was the soul nail used for?

What about the changes at night?Is it all about the corpse?

Or, the black mist was caused by Di Jun?

But now that the black mist is gone, there are more monsters and evil spirits on the grassland.

Lihuo Jintong couldn't even detect some evil spirits, they looked vague, and if they didn't pass by, they wouldn't even be able to feel their existence.

On the way here, Ye Fan restrained his energy and blood, relying on the faint coercion released by the Zhuxian Sword, he came here safely and unimpeded.

The body trembled slightly, Zhu Xianjian gently pried open the coffin lid.

With a creaking sound, the coffin lid was slowly pushed away by him.

His face, as pale as paper, was gradually exposed to the air, and came into view again.

The nails on the hands and feet, as well as the nails between the eyebrows, still glow faintly in the darkness.

The blue light is cold, somewhat breathtaking.

The left hand tightly held the Zhuxian sword, and the right hand was lingering with the mysterious and yellow motherly spirit, and lightly touched the soul-restoring nail nailed between the eyebrows of the corpse.

"Zizzi la la!"

When the blue light touched Xuanhuang's mother spirit, blue smoke burst out immediately, and the brilliance became dim.

The Xuanhuang Mother Qi is separated from the chaos, it is just a soul-suppressing nail, so it is naturally not an opponent.

"Pfft!"

After pondering for a while, and thinking for a while, Ye Fan gently squeezed the soul-suppressing nail with two fingers and pulled it out.

Seeing that the corpse had not changed, he made another move and pulled out the soul nails that had pinned the hands and feet of the corpse.

The corpse still didn't move, Ye Fan frowned slightly, his eyes flickered, thinking about something.

After a long time, as if he had realized something, he stretched out his hand and aimed at the black coffin.

"Zizzi la la!"

The precious light on the palm of the hand was shining brightly, touching the black coffin, erasing the rune patterns on the black coffin inch by inch.

When the black coffin was erased from the traces of the runes and turned into an ordinary coffin, under Lihuo's golden pupils, the corpse was in front of his eyes, indeed without a soul.

However, a strange force began to move around in the corpse, as if it had revived.

That power began to spread from the corpse, and soon filled the entire yurt, and finally spread out, floating on the grassland.

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