Bang!

The sarcophagus shook violently, and the two disciples sent by the Ice Phoenix Clan and the Compassion Cave Heaven were shocked, and the wind withdrew from the ten zhang!

There seems to be a fire burning in the coffin, the whole coffin is more red than blood, more dazzling than the sun, and the flames in the cracks of the coffin lid jump outside, so that the eight chains are burned red, as if a layer of hot magma has been poured, if it is not for the chain binding spirit rune suppression, the coffin lid would have collapsed and flown out.

Bang! Bang!

I don't know what material the whole coffin is, the red color is like a dream, it has become translucent, and you can vaguely see it clearly - a living creature in the coffin has woken up, and it is desperately hitting the coffin lid with its head!

Every time they collided, everyone's breath and heart trembled, everyone held their breath and kept their mouths shut, and only the beating was left in the palace.

Some people hide fear in their eyes, and more of them reveal naked desires and hopes, can it be said that the emperor is not dead?

Cui Ning is also full of expectations, if the human race has one more emperor, why worry about the immortality of the demon clan? There are countless people like her who are naïve, because of this, it is not difficult to see the Ice Phoenix Clan's Phoenix God Guard Qianhu Shen Tai holding down the handle of the knife between his waist and crotch, his eyes are showing a fierce light, the shock of a great emperor is too strong, he must be prevented from being born!

Mo Cang looked at the prospect and smiled lightly in Jiang Chang'an's ear: "It's really ridiculous, what is in the coffin has not yet been explored, these people are fighting with each other, naïve! Whether it is a human race or a demon race, it is the same." ”

Jiang Changan didn't take a stubble, his mind was also nervous, and the Bodhi eye couldn't see through the artifacts in the coffin, but no one dared to step forward, whether it was the emperor in the coffin or not, this scene didn't look like a good stubble, and whoever went up first would be no different from sending him to death.

Lu Qinghan didn't move, but the white deer riding under him seemed to sense that the terrifying danger was coming, and his limbs trembled and he retreated.

Everyone held their breath, only Niu Bi Lao Dao squatted aside, staring at the rune paper on the chain with interest, gesturing the characters on the paper, and his hands were also randomly gesturing. To him, the character was far more interesting than the movement of the coffin.

The blazing flames tumbled more and more intensely, and only a snort was heard!

The first blood rune on the first iron cable was burned to ashes by the flames that burst out of the crack!

The flames climbed upward, climbed up along the first iron cable, and burned all the rune paper on this iron cable, and suddenly the blue light of the first chain was eclipsed, and it snapped and broke open.

One less chain was missing, and the coffin had already lifted a corner, and after a while, there was a crackling sound, and all eight chains broke free.

The flames in the coffin also stopped, motionless, and the tranquility in the palace was almost crazy, like the tranquility before the storm!

"Bang!"

The moment the lid of the coffin was opened, a flash of fire flew out, and bursts of blood mist dispersed.

"Demonic!" Cui Ning was shocked!

But I saw a behemoth with a body that occupied half of the palace in the red mist!

The ancient creatures were born, shaking the clouds, the retrograde waterfall in the Yingshui stream exploded in the clouds, and a heavy rain fell, and the raindrops were muddy yellow, which was the strongest dark water in the Yinghe River Stygian Water, and it was celebrating the birth of this creature.

There are still many sects left on the bank of the Fengyankou River next to the Yingshui Stream and across the river from the underground palace, and they are responsible for receiving the people who enter the underground palace, but more because of the strength is only in the Dao Fruit Realm or even the Spring Eye Realm, and they are unable to resist the pressure of the void and yin and have to choose to stay on the shore.

Born with a vision, many people's souls are trembling, what kind of terrible creature is born?

Their eyes were full of confusion and horror, and they could sense the terrifying aura coming from the ground from a long distance, and the tremors in the depths of their souls. What did so many powerful people encounter when they entered the dungeon? How could such a terrifying ancient creature be introduced? Everyone was terrified. Before I could think about it, the rain had already fallen on my body, like sulfuric acid pouring on my head!

"Ahh

For a while, there was a new layer of corpses on the ground, and many disciples had to withdraw from Yingshui Stream, return to the ice field, and watch from a distance as the yellow rain corroded many corpses into white bones, and then the white bones also turned into green smoke, and the sound of burning lasted for a full half a column of incense.

Then the probe looked in, the green smoke is swirling, the white fog is misty, and the fog is dotted, just like the most beautiful season in the south of the Yangtze River in the early spring, which attracts people's yearning.

Everyone is afraid, the whole Yingshui stream is like a living thing, playing people to death, and then pretending to be harmless to humans and animals, fascinating, attracting people to approach.

They didn't dare to step forward, they only dared to look from afar, and guessed in a low voice, what was born under the underground palace?

"Roaring ......"

"Hiss......"

"Woo ......"

The mysterious creature roared in the blood mist, and the strange thing was that there was not only one sound, but a mixture of three voices roaring at the same time.

One is like a tiger, one is like an insect, and the other is like an eagle.

Three completely different but soul-shattering voices were intertwined, roaring the heavens and the earth, shaking the entire underground palace to disperse, rumbling dust and smoke, and the stone roof collapsed with scattered rubble.

In the blood mist, you can't see the whole picture of the demon beast at all, and you can only vaguely see that it is a huge and incomparable centipede body, the whole body is as fiery and crystal red as magma, and the mouth spews flames, and the people who touch it have all turned into pus and blood before they can react.

Its body is comparable to a tall building, and it makes people wonder how this small coffin can be contained? The swing of a thousand feet like a sickle makes people feel sick all over the body, and the long body is divided into three heads burning with flames, a tiger head, a centipede, and a snake-necked eagle head.

"Boom!" the giant beast let out a shocking fluctuation, overlooking all living beings, and the murderous aura rushed into the sky.

The three heads looked at everyone, and the three pairs of weeping bloody eyes were full of murderous intent, without the slightest mind to speak of, as if it rushed out of the corpse coffin, just to destroy the living beings and destroy the world.

Everyone was shocked and trembling, how could there be a demon in the emperor's coffin!

"Three-faced Shura!" Jiang Chang'an's heart trembled, the information given by Situ Yuning recorded that this demon was once the mount of the Ape Emperor Yuanhao, accompanied the Ape Emperor to fight and kill, and slaughtered all his life, but it is clearly recorded in the historical materials that the three-faced Shura had died in the battle, why did he appear here again?

The status of the Ape Emperor's mount in the demon clan must be extraordinary, but how could it appear in the tomb of the Purple Shadow Emperor? Jiang Chang'an's mind was in a mess, the Immortal Lantern would never choose the wrong place, this should be the tomb of the Purple Shadow Emperor.

Everything that has happened since entering the tomb is so strange that it has many references to the historical records, why is that?

Could it be that the annals of history are wrong!

As soon as Jiang Changan's idea came to him, he was out of control! The annals of history are written by people, and people can lie, so why can't the annals of history? If these historical materials and legends are thrown away, what will the war between the two clans look like? Jiang Changan's mind was spinning rapidly, and he was surprised to come to the conclusion that he lost his soul -- the entire second battle between the two clans was blank!