"It's worthy of black lazuli, this degree of hardness, even the magic weapon is difficult to hurt!" Seeing this, Chenfeng's heart couldn't help but sink.

At this time, a large number of evil spirits pounced on the three of them, bringing a strong yin wind!

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to die here now!" Jiang Ting was anxious, but there was no way to do it!

Ling Yanxue was very calm, not too flustered, and turned her head to look at Chenfeng.

"Pathos!"

The gray sword fetus was suddenly stunned, and the next moment, a large amount of sad power poured out!

Those evil ghosts who originally pounced on the three of them suddenly stopped moving, as if they had been immobilized!

The Cold Scale Sword was eroded by the power of grief, and it floated quietly in the air motionless, and even the Soul Gathering Banner was quiet at this time!

Jiang Ting and Ling Yanxue were surprised when they saw this scene, tens of thousands of evil ghosts were only seven feet away from them, and the cold wind blew on the faces of the three of them!

Morrowind breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this was one of his biggest hole cards, and the gray sword tire flew over!

Looking at the black gold sarcophagus in front of him, Morrowind grabbed the gray sword fetus and slashed down with a sword!

"Dang!"

Sparks splashed, and the crisp sound of golden clashing echoed on the altar!

The gray sword tire was bounced open, but a shallow sword mark was left on the black gold sarcophagus!

"Damn! I still can't open it!"

Although the power of grief in the sword fetus temporarily affected tens of thousands of evil spirits, it didn't last long at all.

"The coffin was sucked by the corpse gas, you can't open it like this!"

Morrowind suddenly heard this voice, and there was some surprise in his heart, "Shadow, do you know how to open this coffin?"

"You absorb all the dead qi first, and after the coffin has no dead qi to enter, the corpse qi will begin to overflow, and you will be able to open it!"

"Then how am I going to absorb the dead air?"

"Death Qi is actually a kind of power, not much worse than the aura, but his power, ordinary living beings can't absorb it. ”

"So what should I do?"

"Isn't there an unusual creature in your dantian?" the shadow's words immediately woke up the morning breeze.

"That's right!

Jiang Ting saw that Chenfeng was silent, and asked cautiously, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! I'm going to absorb the dead breath later, be careful!"

After Chenfeng finished speaking, he handed over the gray sword fetus to Ling Yanxue, and then jumped onto the black gold sarcophagus and sat cross-legged on it.

Without the protection of the sad power of the gray sword fetus, the falling dead qi immediately rushed towards him frantically.

Endless dead air poured into Morrowind's body, and it immediately began to eat away at his flesh and blood!

"Hmph!

The spiritual power in the dantian surged, isolating the dead qi in the body and guiding the dead qi into the blood demon's true body!

In the sky, endless dead qi surged, and with the altar as the center, a huge black vortex was formed!

Although Morrowind used spiritual power to separate the dead qi in his body, a small part of the dead qi still corroded some of his flesh and blood.

Ling Yanxue saw that Chenfeng's face was pale, and she was a little worried in her heart, afraid that something would happen to him.

Jiang Ting's consciousness spread, observing the movements nearby, she was a little nervous, if these tens of thousands of evil ghosts pounced, they couldn't stop it at all.

This quiet atmosphere lasted for three hours, and suddenly, an evil spirit woke up!

The demon's eyes were blank at first, and then the look of resentment and hatred in his eyes appeared, and he raised his head and roared!

"Howl!"

This sound is extremely poignant, like the sound of metal grinding porcelain, which makes people's eardrums tingle for a while!

Jiang Ting's complexion changed drastically, because this sharp voice woke up all the quiet evil ghosts!

At the same time, the Cold Scale Sword Treasure Spirit also came to his senses, and immediately slashed at the morning wind on the black gold sarcophagus.

"Not good!"

Ling Yanxue exclaimed, and the gray sword tire in her hand flew out on its own!

"Dang!"

The gray sword tire blocked the Cold Scale Sword, and a large amount of sad power poured out again!

The Cold Scale Sword flashed, and immediately retreated, pulling away from the distance, he already knew that the power of the gray sword fetus was weird!

The gray sword fetus didn't chase after it, just stayed by the three of them, and the power of grief enveloped Jiang Ting and Ling Yanxue.

At this time, the thick dead air in the sky had gradually thinned, and it only took two more hours for the morning wind to absorb all the dead air.

But tens of thousands of evil ghosts wouldn't give him two hours, and immediately pounced on the three of them!

"Whew!"

A black dragon appeared, colliding with dozens of evil spirits!

"Boom... Whining... Whew!"

Dozens of evil ghosts were killed by the dragon and turned into wisps of green smoke!

However, there are too many evil ghosts, and although Jiaolong has the strength of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, it is outnumbered!

After killing 500 evil ghosts, Jiaolong was bitten by thousands of evil ghosts and his spirit body collapsed!

"What should I do?"

Jiang Ting was anxious, there were already several evil ghosts, surrounding the three of them!

If it weren't for the gray sword fetus lying there, exuding a powerful power of grief, these demons would have torn the three of them apart long ago.

Of course, Morrowind knew all this, but he had reached a critical moment at this time, and he couldn't withdraw at all!

Suddenly, the black gold sarcophagus shook, and the morning breeze couldn't help but startle!

"What's going on?" he wondered, "Is it my delusion?"

After a moment, Morrowind clearly felt the coffin board under his buttocks, and suddenly shook again.

"Could it be... Haven't you died, or have you cultivated into a corpse demon body and your mind has recovered?"

Chenfeng's scalp was numb, and his heart was even more terrifying, the person in the coffin had been dead for nearly three thousand years.

"No matter! When I'm done absorbing the dead air, I'll go and see what's in the coffin, and now, give me a crackdown!"

Around the three of them, the demons rushed wildly, and so did the Cold Scale Sword, but they were all blocked by the sad power gushing out of the gray sword fetus!

The Soul Gathering Flag waved, the flag hunted loudly, and tens of thousands of evil ghosts were released again, and the situation was even worse at this time!

Suddenly, a part of the dead air flowed towards the gray sword fetus, which was quickly absorbed by him!

Suddenly, the dead air in the sky became thinner, and when the morning wind saw this, it also accelerated the speed of absorbing the dead air!

It only took half an hour for the last trace of dead air in the sky to be sucked into the dantian by him.

Morrowind didn't hesitate, and immediately jumped off the black gold sarcophagus and opened the coffin board with one punch!

"Bang dang!"

There was no dead air, the corpse gas in the coffin overflowed, and the coffin board fell to the ground, making a loud noise!

Morrowind frowned, and his divine sense looked into the coffin, where there was indeed a corpse lying in it!

The black gas in the coffin floated out, and a terrifying coercion emanated, which made people frightened!

Of course, Jiang Ting and Ling Yanxue also felt it, their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and those evil ghosts who were originally crazy to attack the three of them suddenly quieted down at this time, and their eyes showed fear.

The Cold Scale Sword roared softly, as if sensing the aura of a familiar master, and immediately flew towards it, but the gray sword tire blocked him, preventing him from approaching.

Morrowind stood in front of the coffin, silent, as if intimidated by the terrifying coercion in the coffin.