Chapter 477: Bull Head and Horse Noodles

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As time passed, the monks gathered on the island, and gradually three main islands appeared, namely the Endless Island, the Ruthless Island, and the Wicked Island.

Among the three main islands, the most bullied is naturally the Endless Island.

Between the east of the Endless Island and the west of the Wicked Island is an endless ocean, and even for a monk in the Void God Stage to fly from one island to another, it would take years, even decades, to fly.

In the vast ocean, a blue sword walked leisurely in the air, and two teenagers were located on it.

The former sat cross-legged on the tip of his sword, letting the sea breeze blow his hair, his eyes slightly closed, not knowing if he was cultivating or if he had already flown out of the sky.

Hou had to stand proudly, clasped his hands, and looked into the distance with cold eyes. If it weren't for the occasional red glow flashing in his eyes, it would really make people think that he was a wooden man.

The two of them were on the blue sword like this, without any spiritual energy leaking out, let alone any vitality fluctuations, just like two most ordinary mortals.

The sword moved forward slowly, and no one knew where the sword was going or where the two were going.

In this vast sea, if it weren't for the blue sword, I am afraid that the two of them would have already fallen into the sea and become the food of the ancient alien races in the deep sea.

Time flies, and January is fleeting.

In the past month, according to the speed of the blue sword, it has already been far away from the Endless Island, and at this moment, it has lost its way in this vast sea.

In the vast sea between the Endless Island and the Island of the Wicked, there is no end in sight, not even a single bird.

In such a place, if it weren't for the water, I'm afraid that life would not even exist.

However, it is such a place, no one knows, in the deep sea of this sea, it is in full swing at the moment.

In the deep sea, corals and fish shuttle, and a huge palace is located at the bottom of the sea. The cold light shimmered, illuminating the entire seabed here.

Directly in front of the palace, two giant pillars made of endless spider silk studied. It is said to be spider silk, but each one, whether it is as thin as a hair or as thick as an arm, is cold and shining, and the cold is pressing, so that people dare not approach easily.

On one side, a giant flat made of spider silk was woven between the two pillars, hanging high, with demonic power lingering, and a strange aura emanating from it.

When the breath emanated, it slowly flowed out, enveloping the entire group of palaces in the distance.

The three big characters of the Cold Ice Palace appeared on the giant flat, shining brightly.

Call!

Suddenly, a bloody light shone on the platform formed by the coral in front of the two giant pillars of spider silk. Immediately, I saw the magical rune law of the Dao lingering on it.

In the blood light, two figures were gradually revealed.

There were two huge blood-colored coffins, and on top of them sat two wizened old men. The old man on the blood-colored coffin on the left has a gloomy face, a face that is particularly long, and at a glance, it looks like a horse's face, while the old man on the right has a huge nose and wears a round ring of fine iron, just like the bullring on the nose of a cow.

Two blood coffins appeared, and the blood light quickly sank to the bottom of the coral, and the runes flickered where they disappeared, and gradually disappeared with them.

Xiuxiu......

Just as the two old men appeared in blood coffins, dozens of coffins rushed out of the Dao Piece Ice Palace.

In the blink of an eye, the ten coffins arrived in front of them, and the ten monks standing on them had all reached the Yuan Infant Stage, and the leader had reached the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage.

Ten monks came to the front, and at the same time they clasped their fists at the two old men and waved them respectfully, saying, "Welcome to the Dharma Protector!"

The horse-faced old man waved his hand, looked at the depths of the Ice Palace, and said in an eerie voice, "Where is the Ghost King?"

The monk in the late Yuan Infant period hurriedly said: "Horse-faced protector, Shizun is sealing that old spider with the other ghost kings, and he doesn't dare to leave for half a minute. Specially let the little ghost Wang Feng and I come to greet the two Dharma protectors. ā€

"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly, his face displeased.

The little ghost king's body trembled, stood respectfully, and continued to explain: "The ghost kings got the news that the sea spider Zhu Hai had fallen, so they entered here to arrange the blood refining array, but when they entered here, they found that there was an old spider in this cold ice palace, whose cultivation had already reached the sky, but it was in blood meditation. The master and the uncles thought that they could seal the old spider, but they didn't expect that just the breath of the old spider would break the seal they left behind. ā€

Speaking of this, he paused slightly and continued: "It is precisely because of this that I have to disturb the cultivation of the two Dharma Protectors. ā€

The horse-faced protector withdrew his gaze from the depths of the Ice Palace, and said coldly, "Old spider, it looks like that old guy is still alive. ā€

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at the bull's nose protector and said, "Bull head, we haven't seen each other with the old spider for thousands of years, and today can be regarded as a reunion with old friends." Let's go, go and meet him for a while. ā€

After speaking, the blood coffin that sat down turned into a ray of blood, and entered the Cold Ice Palace with a bang.

The bull-headed protector glanced at the little ghost Wang Feng, sat down and the blood coffin also turned into blood and disappeared in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the bull-headed horse-faced protector had disappeared.

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared that the little ghost Wang Feng dared to raise his head, took a deep breath, and his face was already pale with fright.

After a while, Fang came back to his senses, turned his head to a few people behind him: "Go!"

The Cold Ice Palace is continuous, and the palaces inside it are lined up, and the aura gathers, which is a holy place for cultivation, but the cold is pressing, and people can't help but chill when they enter it.

In the depths of the palace, there is a palace where the aura is rooted, and this palace is woven from endless aura spider silk, each of which is several feet in size.

The aura lingers, and it looks extremely extraordinary.

A cold wind blew from nowhere, enveloping the palace. There are also snowflakes falling from the sky from nowhere, making the whole palace look like a dream.

What's even more amazing is that the place where this continuous palace is located is not at all immersed in the waters of the Endless Sea, as if those seas are also afraid of such a palace complex.

Entering this palace, the cold inside is even worse, and even the snowflakes have to be bigger.

In the main hall, there is a white spider crawling on a cold ice boulder with a radius of ten zhang. I saw that its breath came and went, and even its vitality was extremely weak, as if it would fall at any time.

Five coffins float around the icy boulder, encircling it in the center.

On each coffin sat a monk, twisting the magic trick in his hand, constantly sacrificing one breath after another to the ice boulder.

Miraculously, no matter how powerful those breaths were, and how much they were sacrificed, they all disappeared without even getting close to the white spider's body.

At this moment, if Mu Bai was here, he would definitely recognize two of the five coffins at a glance.

Those two were none other than the ghost king Zhang and the ghost king Sun of the Yama Palace.

Ghost King Sun, a monk who refined the Hongwu Continent with blood, was seriously injured, and his body collapsed, now not only has his physical body recovered, but even his cultivation has skyrocketed a lot.

No one knows what the Hongwu Continent that he has refined by blood has become now, and what kind of power it will have once it is sacrificed.

Chirping!

Suddenly, the thin white spider let out a low roar.

As soon as the sound came out, the sound wave was like a storm of destruction, rising into the sky, instantly shattering the breath of the Five Ghost Kings.

A loud rumbling sound was heard, and I saw the five coffins besieging the white spider retreating at the same time, and where they passed, the void shattered and roared continuously.

"It's so strong!" Ghost King Zhang exclaimed in surprise, turned his head to look at Ghost King Sun, and said, "Brother Sun, I'm afraid that this time I can only sacrifice to the Hongwu Continent that you have refined with your blood." ā€

Ghost King Sun looked embarrassed, and said: "Although I have successfully refined, I have not yet completely refined it, if I forcibly urge it, I am afraid that it will be counterattacked." At that time, I'm afraid that none of the five of us will be able to escape. ā€

"This ......" the Ghost King looked embarrassed and turned his head to look at the other three Ghost Kings.

Ghost King Zhao snorted coldly and said, "It's just a dying old spider, what's there to be afraid of." I don't believe in the power of our Five Ghost Kings, and I can't refine it yet. ā€

"That's right!" the ghost king Qian nodded and said, "Once this old spider is refined into the blood coffin and sealed in this palace again, it will play a vital role in our blood refining this endless sea in the future." ā€

As soon as these words came out, everyone was like a chicken blood, and they were all the most important, and at the same time urged them to sit down in the coffin and step forward again.

"Long time no see, old spider!" At that moment, a shriveled laugh came.

It's obviously laughter, but when it comes, it's creepy and terrifying.

Where is the laughter, it is obviously a sound that is worse than crying, and it is like a ghost crying wolf.

Hearing this, the five ghost kings got up at the same time and stood respectfully on their own coffins.

......Another laugh came out, and then he said: "Old fellow, haven't you already broken through Chengding? Why haven't you seen you for a thousand years, and you have become like this? It seems that you have not only gained chance, but also achieved disaster in the journey of adventure back then!"

When the sound came out, the two bloody coffins had already entered the palace.

The bull-headed and horse-faced protectors stood on their respective blood coffins, staring at the sea spiders on the cold ice stone with a smile on their faces.

"The Five Ghost Kings respectfully protect the Dharma!"

The Five Ghost Kings looked at the bull head and horse face respectfully at the same time! Then the Ghost King Sun spoke: "Protector, this old spider is already dying, I am afraid that his life will be short, if we can refine his blood into the blood coffin, we will cultivate the strongest blood refining treasure." ā€

"Ignorance!" the bull snorted coldly, and a breath emanated from the bloody coffin he sat on.

Bang!

The breath flashed out and crashed into the body of the ghost king Sun. With a loud bang, I saw the body of the ghost king Sun flying upside down from his coffin.

Blood spurted from his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Bang!

Another loud bang was heard, and I saw the ghost king Sun crash into the top of the palace wall before stopping, and then fell on the coffin that flew on its own.

Standing on the coffin, with a respectful face, he didn't dare to speak, and he didn't even dare to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.