Chapter 927: Suicide

Although the distance is really far away, the appearance of the seven people seems to be carved out of a clear plan, and the aura like a god shrouds the top of their heads.

"Coffin bearer!" Jiang Changan also beat a drum in his heart.

Fox Xiangrong asked, "What?"

"The souls of these seven people are locked here, and they will wander the eye of the South Sea forever, and they will not be able to transcend life. ”

"How is this possible! Seven powerful figures of the Holy Lord were trapped here as coffin bearers, and they were not allowed to be reborn!"

Several people were shocked, and even the eyes of the old man in the green robe were also shocked, he had traveled back and forth between the South China Sea and other dangerous places for decades, and some places were even in the Nine Desolation Realm, and there had always been no danger, but at this moment, he felt that there was more than one bad luck.

The seven people slowly turned their heads, and the seven eyes were invariably reflected on several people, the body shape of the seven people was illusory, and the pupils in their eyes were not as empty as dead souls, but with divine light and vitality, like real people!

Their eyes were full of remorse and pain, like the bitter souls of hell, tormented.

A creepy sense of fear arises spontaneously in everyone's heart, and they dare not look directly!

"Let's escape......" The weaker one of the Yao family was crying, his legs and stomach were twisted, and the chaotic terrain of the Eye of the South China Sea should have put people's hearts and souls under great pressure, and the appearance of the seven coffin bearers was like the last straw that crushed the camel, making people on the verge of collapse.

"They...... What do they want to do?" Fox Xiangrong was apprehensive, but because of Jiang Changan, his current state of mind was much calmer than before.

The old man in the green robe frowned: "The breath of these seven people coexists with the Eye of the South China Sea, and where there is the Eye of the South China Sea, it already exists." ”

"Wouldn't that be a hundred thousand years of life! One hundred thousand years, even an ordinary soul is enough to crush us all to death with one finger!"

Look at the jade coffin is clean and unmixed, like ice cubes, but also like jade carving, spotless, a little closer, it will make people feel the cold and biting chill, the sarcophagus seems to be an ice cellar, almost can freeze people.

However, I saw that the surface of the ice coffin was carved with strange characters, like mysterious and obscure scriptures, composed of strangely shaped lines or coils.

This pattern gives

The feeling of people is extremely wonderful, people can't help but be intoxicated, and they want to hold it in their hands and listen carefully, there is an almost demonic power. It shimmers with this crystal light all over its body, and it is extremely beautiful and splendid, like the most precious treasure in the world.

"This is the Immortal Book Scripture!" exclaimed the old man in the green robe.

"Immortal ......", whether it was the nine saints or the Yao family, many powerhouses were all suppressed by this sentence.

"Immortal text wrapped in jade coffin, this is the method of cultivating immortals!" The old man in the green robe said surprisingly, "In the past, there were such rumors, there were such rumors, there were immortal texts that fell from the sky to mortal dust, and were engraved on the jade coffin with immortal inscriptions, and people can cultivate immortal paths after death, but it is just a legend, not to mention that the jade coffin is not a fairy book at present, it is a man-made rune. It's a pity, if it is an immortal book, the consequences will be unimaginable......"

Yao Duwu asked: "But this ancient word also contains strange and wonderful truths, which is extraordinary!"

"That's useless, 100,000 years ago, there was supreme spiritual power to nourish it, so that some of the Dao imprints could be copied, even if it wasn't an immortal book, the power was comparable to seven or eight out of ten. ”

The old man in the green robe shook his head regretfully, and said: "But whether there are immortals in this world is unknown, not to mention that the spiritual power of the ancient Shenzhou is pitifully thin, where to find the spiritual power of 100,000 years ago? In the end, it is just a good-looking picture and text, and it has nothing to do with cultivation." ”

If this rune was turned out by someone 100,000 years ago, and it was nourished by the spiritual power of the early antiquity that was full of clouds, even if it was not as good as the real immortal book, it would be a supreme Taoist book, and it would be of great benefit to live and practice.

Now, Shenggu Shenzhou is only used to decorate the role of the jade coffin, if there is no extremely strong spiritual power, this is a bunch of useless things.

"It's a pity, otherwise this is really an ancient scripture, and it is very likely to be an ancient scripture that shakes the world!"

"Why is this happening? Born at the wrong time!

No one does not regret it, otherwise, this will be a Heavenly Dao Immortal Book, and it will be a great opportunity.

But I heard the old man in the green robe suddenly say: "Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

The old man in the green robe stopped talking, and Yao Duwu continued: "Unless someone holds a treasure in their hands that is purer than the ancient spiritual power, such as ...... Spiritual Origin!"

The eyes of several old men of the Yao family focused on Jiang Changan's face anxiously, but as soon as they moved their thoughts, they were dispelled by the killing intent of several saints in front of them.

The seven god-like coffin-bearers did not move, but stopped their movements and remained motionless.

Several people also didn't dare to move, and even their breathing was much lighter unconsciously, and at some point, several people found that all seven eyes stopped on Jiang Changan's body.

Only Jiang Chang'an's eyes were deep and fascinating, and he could clearly see that the two carvings were evolving in the depths of his eyes and imprinted into his mind.

"Whose corpse is in the coffin? And who put this coffin in the eye of the South China Sea? And trapped seven ancient powerful people to carry the coffin and guard the soul here?" Jiang Changan said to himself.

"Brush ......"

Jiang Changan's fingertips swung out golden light, carving and evolving in the void, his movements were slow, but very serious.

He used the Book of Open Heaven to try to introduce this Dao pattern and trigger the mystery. In the end, the pattern on the jade coffin evolved one by one, holding it in the palm of the hand, crystal clear and warm, and the nine-colored brilliance flashed, just a mysterious road map, but it contained everything.

But in any case, the text does not react in the slightest.

"No response?" Mo Cang asked.

Jiang Chang'an secretly lined his heart: "It's not that there is no reaction, it's just that this set of scriptures seems to be incomplete, only half of it is mutilated, but the other half is not here." ”

At this moment, the seven powerful souls also discovered the thief, and the iron rope rattled, pulling the whole body, and the seven people drove together, but because of the jade coffin on the altar on their shoulders, their speed was extremely slow.

Laugh at!

The seven of them guessed into the mud and sand together, and suddenly stirred up countless water and sandstorms, condensing a natural barrier, trapping all retreats, only to watch them approach step by step.

"It's over, it's over, you can't escape death this time!Mr. Jiang, think of a way!"

Seeing that Jiang Changan had printed the talisman on the coffin, but he sat on the ground with deep eyes and did not say a word, as if he was ready to wait for death, Yao Duwu's nervous nerves could no longer support it, and he shouted angrily:

"The old man fights with you, what can a few powerful powerhouses who are slow to move and trapped by chains!"

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