The lid of the coffin slowly moved diagonally upward, and there was no movement after that sound, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see anything under the lid. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lu Mengbo still didn't dare to open his eyes, and the supreme Vajra Law seemed to have been oppressed to the limit, his eyes narrowed into two slits, and he could barely look at the evil current that was spraying wildly in the coffin.

Zhang Yun was a little glad that he couldn't feel the changes in the qi machine, and he couldn't see what the supreme monk could see with his eyes. Because although he felt extremely depressed, he was much stronger than these four martial arts masters, at least he could still stretch out his head to look at what was in the coffin.

Another snort, this time it seemed to be a lot louder. Of course, this change in volume can also be understood as a change in distance.

Something is getting closer.

Tang Luoran's body suddenly burst into thunder, and that strong sense of oppression and fear made her thunder god posture unexpectedly forced to go further.

Of course, Tang Luoran would not have any happy change in her demeanor, in addition to secretly glancing in her heart that this change had come in time, she was ready to fight for her life with the things that appeared in the coffin to ensure that her husband could exit this tomb under the protection of Li Yuelian.

Li Yuelian felt Tang Luoran's changes, and at the same time clenched the knife in her hand. She didn't pretend to be at this time Tang Luoran's speed is faster Is it more suitable to escape with Zhang Yun, because she understands that in this kind of place, being able to let her breath escape into nothingness is the most needed means, and this is what Li Yuelian is good at.

"Wait, there's another change!" Just as Tang Luoran and Li Yue were preparing with compassion, the supreme monk who was originally pale and seemed to be about to break the law at any time suddenly roared. This is a supreme monk who has always spoken plainly, and only slightly suppressed when communicating with Zhang Yun has never had it.

"The good flow, the good flow that is as powerful as the evil flow! What is this? Fusion? No! Ou tail swim round, Tai Chi diagram? No, no, it's not just Tai Chi. ”

The words of supreme kindness sounded a bit incoherent, but it was really because in the eyes of the monk's discernment, the only evil current in the coffin, suddenly erupted from an equally powerful, or rather a little stronger evil flow.

White as jade, pure and incomparably good. Zhishan had seen this kind of powerful and terrifying flow of goodness gushing in Zhang Yun, who was still in the realm of immortals, but this was a tomb, and the goodness flow was unparalleled, which had to make the Zhishan monk extremely strange.

And what makes the supreme monk even more strange is that the two streams of wisdom, one good and one evil, intersect in a completely different way from the normal flow of good and evil wisdom, and at the same time gush away in all directions. It is not a simple Taiji, nor is it a Wuji that is to be fused into one, and it seems that it cannot be summarized in a single way by any normal theory.

But after a brief period of confusion, the Supreme Monk confirmed that all the strange things in this tomb had begun to become normal, and the reason why all this could become normal was the flow of good and evil that had already intersected in the coffin.

"Miss Bo'er, open your eyes and take a look!" Zhishan couldn't believe what he saw, so he hurriedly asked Lu Mengbo to take a look as well.

In fact, Lu Mengbo had already opened her eyes without opening her mouth, because she suddenly felt as if she was in some legendary cave blessed land, as if there were endless docile qi machines for her to use at will, and it seemed that even the wind that suddenly rose in this tomb became extremely gentle.

It's like a mother's hand.

Lu Mengbo was in a trance, and then said, "Why did the tomb suddenly become a blessed land?"

Zhishan nodded with an expression of "sure enough" and said: "Yes, the balance of good and evil wisdom in this place is harmonious, except for Longjue Temple, it is really the only poor monk in this life." ”

Listening to Zhishan and Lu Mengbo's words, Zhang Yun suddenly slapped his head, pointed to the sarcophagus and said: "I see, so it is, no wonder it is said that it has the ability to destroy the world, and no wonder it is impossible to persuade people to leave." Your dragon mastery has eventually become someone else's tool, and it seems that you are not fast enough to escape the control of others. ”

Before Zhang Yun's words fell, two roars suddenly erupted from the sarcophagus. A roar overflowed with anger, as if it was directed at what Zhang Yun said. The other roar was not directed at Zhang Yun, it was aimed at the angry roar, which was full of comfort and love.

Two ghost dragons, one good and one evil, yin and yang, positive and negative, black and white?

Countless inferences flashed through Zhang Yun's mind, but he knew that he didn't have to choose the answer, because the lid of the sarcophagus was completely open.

Zhishan's face tightened, and there was a sudden thunder and lightning behind him, Zhang Yun's group of five people seemed to have passed through the space and ignored time, and under the effect of Tang Luoran's thunder god posture, they withdrew extremely far in an instant, and they were only less than two feet away from the door of the tomb.

It's a pity that these two zhang seem to have become a moat.

Two ghost dragons, one black and one white, blocked Zhang Yun's way to leave.

Zhang Yun suddenly realized that he should no longer regard these black and white dragons as ghost dragons, because they were no longer the kind of creatures with big heads and huge mouths, like gluttony, but real dragons in legendary paintings.

A real dragon?

The two black and white dragons in front of them were at least ten zhang long and less than two zhang away from Zhang Yun and the others, with the bright lights in this tomb, and with the eyesight of Zhang Yun and the others, everything on the dragon's head was clearly visible.

Except that the horns do not resemble deer, it seems that the two dragons, one black and one white, are no different from the legendary dragons in the painting.

"The dragon is actually ...... Really?" Lu Mengbo broke the silence for a moment, and in response to him was the terrifying roar of the white dragon.

The huge and sharp dragon claws slashed past Lu Mengbo's location, and the supreme monk immediately poured a mouthful of blood into his mouth, and although Tang Luoran, who was responsible for pulling people back, did not vomit blood, his face suddenly turned as white as snow.

The twin knives in Li Yuelian's hands were only half an inch away from the giant claws that the other party suddenly stretched forward again for some reason, but except for the terrifying coercion, the claws that easily injured Zhishan, Tang Luoran, and Lu Mengbo, who were saved by them with all their might, did not continue to fall.

One of the black dragon's claws was gently resting on the back of the white dragon's neck, not a threat, but a very gentle dissuasion.

"The two true dragons of the Immortal Realm. Zhang Yun's cold sweat was pouring out like pulp at this time, instantly soaking through his clothes, making his hair fall on his scalp.

No one would care about Zhang Yun's image at the moment, because they were all shocked by Zhang Yun's words.

Ghost Chang, who was originally descending rapidly, suddenly stopped, because the adult ghost dragon suddenly fell to the ground without any threat or attack, if it weren't for the fact that the group had already walked the spiraling stairs at this moment, the ghost dragon would have fallen into the abyss.

The ghost dragon hugged the ghost dragon who was trembling on the ground, and then cast a look of help to his father.

Why are all the ghost dragons in a commotion!?What is that?Why do I tremble unconsciously?Onichang didn't notice his son's eyes at all, all his attention was drawn to the deeper changes.

Mo Xing, who had been following the two of them and a dragon, narrowed his eyes at this moment, and suddenly said: "Let's go there, no matter where you planned to take us or what path you took before, now change to the fastest route, go there." ”

"There are fast roads, but there will be losses. Ghost Chang was already looking directly at Mo Xing when he spoke. The latter only glanced at the ghost dragon, which was actually prostrate out of fear, and nodded.