Qin Feng came to the sage pile where he had just arrived here.

"Zhou Huang, where did they go, but unfortunately, they can't settle together. ”

Qin Feng sighed, he carried the jade coffin on his back, step by step, and arrived at this cemetery.

As soon as he arrived on his front foot, a succession of projections of saints appeared.

The Yang Saint with the Sun God Wheel on his head appeared, he was the ancestor of the big family in the Nanjiang Domain, and then the Black Pupil Saint was dedicated.

Immediately afterwards, the three-eared monk appeared, and the Canglong Female Saint manifested, in addition to this, there were some saints standing in the back, watching from afar.

Qin Feng was very active and said in an arrogant manner: "Seniors saints, I'm back again. ”

"I said we would see each other again, and that day would not be far away. ”

A group of people stared at each other, their eyes glowing, the sun god wheel behind the head of the sun saint bloomed with endless brilliance, and the robe and skin color of the black-eyed saint changed between black and white.

The saints noticed the coffin on Qin Feng's back and saw Li Yinyue lying in the coffin.

Yang Sheng sneered: "Mortal, is this jade coffin your reliance? It's too naïve, we have more than a dozen True Saints here!"

"Earlier, the chickens flew and the dogs jumped, the tomb of the Great Sage of the Divine Chicken was smashed, and the Great Sage of the Heavenly Dog was rattled, presumably you were blackmailed by the person in this coffin. ”

The black-eyed saint exuded the coercion of the true saint, and he said kindly: "Mortal, hand over the corpse jar, return the Divine Chicken Saint and the Heavenly Dog Saint, as well as the holy mushrooms we are waiting for, and leave quickly." ”

"Also, leave the coffin on your back here, don't worry, we are saints, as long as there is no conflict of interest, we will not be enemies with mortals like you. ”

The saints looked at Qin Feng and did not move, a little afraid of the coffin on his back.

Qin Feng looked at the more than ten large tombs adjacent to each other, and couldn't wait to say: "Saints, each person hands over a holy mushroom, and those who don't have a holy mushroom will compensate for a holy medicine, which can keep the grave safe." ”

"Bold, mole ant, do you dare to provoke more than a dozen of our saints?"

Yang Sheng has a tendency to explode: "Not long ago, I made a move at some cost, instinctively cut you off, but let you escape at the last moment, now, you will no longer have such a good opportunity." ”

The big-eared monk seemed very cautious and suggested: "The coffin on the back of this mortal is not simple, the coffin is full of mother gold, and the person in the coffin is very strong and difficult to deal with." ”

"What are you afraid of, no matter how strong she is, she is still not an immortal, and she is in a deep self-seal, she can't make a move, it's just a pretense for this ant to bluff people. ”

Yang Sheng looked at Qin Feng: "Mole ant, one last chance to give you a chance, hand over all the corpse jars, leave all the creations on your body, and put the jade coffin in front of us." ”

Qin Feng's words were not right, and he asked rhetorically, "Yang Sheng, where are your descendants of the Nanjiang Domain, where did they go?"

"Black Pupil Sage, what about your Beiliang descendants, why haven't you seen it?Three-eared Sage, Zhou Huang's little sage, where did he go?" Yang Sage saw that he was being ignored, and sneered and suggested: "Don't panic, let me do it, there should be a lot of corpse jars in the hands of the young man." ”

I saw the sun on the back of his head slowly spinning, becoming a divine chakra, emitting a warm and coercive light, blessing his physical body.

Seven rays of light appeared on Qin Feng's body, and he stepped all the way to Yang Sheng, punching his head fiercely, and at the same time he picked up the coffin in front of him and smashed it towards Yang Sheng's grave.

"Aunt Yinyue, lie down and hold steady, there will be some bumps. ”

Bang boom.

The phantom of Yang Sheng's body was pierced by her, and even the Sun God Disk behind Yang Sheng was also shattered by him, and the sound of breaking was very crisp, like a lens.

Below, Yang Sheng's large tomb collapsed into a large earth pit in which a coffin was placed.

The coffin was covered by the traces of time, already full of the breath of time, covered in dust, but its original black and gold color could still be seen.

Buzz.

Suddenly, the coffin shook, and a divine thought came out of it, with an aggressive momentum

"Mortal, if you dare to destroy my corpse hiding place, I will punish your clan!"

Boom.

He was greeted by another slam blow, the young man's strength was great, there were seven places on his body gushing vigorous light, and a jade coffin was cast of mother gold, extremely heavy, but in his hands it was like a brick.

With this smash, Yangsheng's coffin was deformed, and the coffin lid was smashed and concave, becoming a rotten pot lid.

There was a roar from the black coffin, and Yang Sheng was completely enraged, and he wanted to recover, even if it cost a lot of money.

"Mole ants, the saint is angry, millions of corpses are ambushed, and the blood is flowing like a river!"

The rich qi emanated from the black gold coffin, with a heart-chilling oppressive aura that made people want to kneel on the ground.

The surrounding sand and rocks were flying, and the originally scarce vegetation was torn to pieces under this pressure, and only the nearby dirt bags barely existed.

This is the power of a saint, the wrath of a true saint!

Mortals are irresistible.

Qin Feng secretly scolded the old miscellaneous hair, and the seven body treasures in his body were revived without reservation, and he picked up the jade coffin in his hand and smashed it down again and again.

Yang Sheng's black gold coffin was almost smashed into two, and in such a violent collision, Li Yinyue's jade coffin, on the other hand, was intact.

"It's not good, the coffin is broken, this old Wang Ba is about to come up, he almost beheaded me not long ago. ”

He slammed the coffin in his hand even more violently, and at the same time asked for help: "Aunt Yinyue, help me." ”

The coffin in his hand bloomed with a jade-like color, and that color rippled with his wave, like a river of stars.

Following the young man's smash, this jade light invaded into the broken black gold coffin, like a confused mist, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped Yang Sheng's coffin.

"Mole ant, do you think you can crush the saint with a golden coffin?"

Yang Sheng was not afraid, he could vaguely feel that the woman in the jade coffin was not ordinary, but the more this kind of existence, the more there were great restrictions, and it was difficult to completely recover.

"The woman in the coffin is Li Yinyue!" Yang Sheng shouted, he seemed to recognize the origin of the jade coffin.

He didn't panic, but swore even more: "Black pupils, Canglong, big-eared monk, the person in this coffin is Li Yinyue 10,000 years ago!"

The saints present were in an uproar.

Although they are also true saints and are very old, they are still not the same era as Li Yinyue, they existed more than a thousand years ago.

When they became famous, Li Yinyue had long since disappeared into the world, but the myth she left behind continued, even after the long years after the woman's disappearance, it still radiated.

This stems from Li Yinyue's talent and demeanor.

The grave of the Black Pupil Saint exploded, and a coffin rushed out: "It's really Li Yinyue, who was so invincible back then, isn't it still going to survive under the decay of the saint?"

"There is a saint in my father's generation who was crippled by you, and since I saw it today, I will ask for an explanation for my father's generation by the way. ”

On the other side, the woman said on her back feet: "I am a Canglong clan, when I was young, my grandfather changed his mind and abandoned my grandmother, and I was obsessed with you, a vixen." ”

The three big-eared saints also stepped forward and said, "Ten thousand years ago, there was a person in my sect who received it, and for some reason he became a monk of wine and meat, and that was the teacher of the three of us. ”

The big-eared monk released his coercion and pressed towards this side with the Buddha's light.

"Did this happen because of you?"

In an instant, Li Yinyue's identity attracted many hostile people, not only a few saints in front of him, but even the saints in the distance also leaned over when they heard Li Yinyue's three words.

The sound of striking iron came out, Qin Feng dragged Li Yinyue's coffin and smashed it violently, and finally smashed Yang Sheng's coffin completely, and with a bang, a middle-aged man lying in the middle rolled out.

The man slowly stood up from the ground, and saw that he was dressed in a costume from thousands of years ago, which gave people the feeling of being an antique.

The man's long hair is coiled up on the back of his head, like a reader walking out of poetry and painting.

"You smashed my coffin, I have completely awakened, and today is your time of death. ”

Yang Sheng looked a little sluggish, he groped around his body for a while, and said: "Without the Holy Mushroom to recover his body functions, I can't return to True Saint cultivation for the time being, but it's enough to kill you as an ant." ”

His eyes stared at Li Yinyue's coffin, and there was a look of greed flashing in it: "Cutting off this native, whipping Li Yinyue's corpse, and living in the mother's golden coffin is an excellent choice, and the effect of hiding the corpse is comparable to that of a clay corpse jar." ”

He smiled, and when he looked at Qin Feng again, he actually had a grateful look.

Whew.

Qin Feng moved the coffin, opened the way with the coffin, and forced the other saints away, and at the same time he jumped on the coffin, ran on the jade coffin, and came to the front of Yang Sheng.

The young man clenched his fist and struck at Yang Sheng's chin.

"Ants, how dare you ...... In this way, you can clearly distinguish the body realm!"

Yang Sheng was surprised, he found that his face was actually crippled by the young man, and his mandibles were shattered in half by the impact of the young man's fists.

Yang Sheng staggered back, looked at Qin Feng carefully, noticed the details of his body, saw the body treasures of his limbs, and at the same time discovered the three treasures in his body.

"You have actually developed seven body treasures, no wonder you can hurt me with the strength of the Plating Body Realm, just wait for a while, I will take your life. ”

A dazzling golden sun appeared in Yang Sheng's body, and he slowly absorbed the vitality of the heaven and earth to restore the vitality of his physical body, although he absorbed tons of vitality from the void, his physical body still recovered very slowly.

"My holy mushroom is in your hands, today, the holy mushroom, the corpse jar, this female golden coffin, and your life, all stay!"

What greeted him was two pairs of giant fists, which struck like meteors, containing the ferocious strength of the Seven Tibetan Realm, opening his bones and muscles in the blink of an eye.

Yang Sheng's face was ugly, he hadn't suffered this kind of pain for a long time since he became a saint, and now, being violently beaten by a mortal in the Plated Body Realm made him feel ashamed.

Not only Yang Sheng, but the more than ten saints present were all stunned, marveling at Qin Feng's methods.

Suddenly, the Great Sun in Yang Sheng's body rushed out, and he no longer used his vitality to restore his physical body, but struck out a brilliant technique.

It was a slowly rotating sun star, there was a raging flame burning on the surface, and the moment the big star appeared, Qin Feng's clothes were all burned into ashes.

As soon as Yang Sheng raised his hand, the Sun Star crushed him, and he burned all the way, exhausting all the vitality along the way, draining the essence of heaven and earth, making people suffocate.

True Yang is coming!

But a pitch-black void appeared in the young man's body, and big stars appeared in it, and those big stars fell with the young man's fist, like a storm.

Ten punches, his true yang slowed down. Fifty punches, the true yang stagnates.

Two hundred punches, the ** fireball completely exploded, and the fiery vitality contained in it sprayed in all directions.

Qin Feng jumped onto Yang Sheng's shoulder, he turned into a humanoid demonic beast, and fell one punch after another, disintegrating the people under him.

He rode on Yang Sheng's neck and gave Yang Sheng plastic surgery, only to see him dismantle the cow and break all the excess skin and flesh on the saint's body, leaving him with only a pair of bones.

Yang Sheng drank loudly and kept warning, but he was powerless, and he finally accumulated a lot of vitality, and he had exhausted a martial art.

He has no power to parry, and it is difficult for his physical vitality to recover in the short term, so he can only be beaten passively.

"You will be damned, and the saint must not be dishonored!"

Bang, Qin Feng slapped him in the face with one ear, brought down a large piece of meat, and slapped one of his ears away, beating him to the ground.

In the distance, a group of saints who wanted to settle accounts hesitated.

"Mole ant, I am a noble saint, how dare you be above me?"

Unexpectedly, the young man had a few ears again, and tore off his scalp, up and down, and stripped off all the flesh and fascia inside and out.

Qin Feng was like a humanoid demonic beast.

He set the jade coffin aside, buried his head and said: "These slaps, beating you as disrespectful to the elderly, instigating the juniors to attack me and covet the creation of my body." ”

He kicked Yang Sheng's head, kicking the back of the opponent's head out of a hole.

"These kicks, although you are holy, you do not have the character of a saint, and your knowledge is not pure. ”

The seven orifices of Yang Shengqi smoked, but they were beaten again.

"In the past few times, I have beaten you as an old disrespect, and I have taken action against a junior of the saint realm cultivation. ”

In the end, Qin Feng stood on top of Yang Sheng's head, and he turned into a pendant and fell downward.

Click, Yang Sheng's muscles and bones slammed, he was trampled hard, and blood was clearly visible at the joints.

He wailed violently, full of anger, but his face had no muscles and could not make angry expressions.

The young man reached his shoulder again and said, "These few times, you covet my Aunt Yinyue's coffin." ”

Qin Feng hovered his slap in the air and said, "If you don't want to be beaten, just hand over the holy mushroom and holy medicine." ”

He looked back in all directions, and his eyes swept over each saint: "You are the same, if you want to avoid a beating, hand over all the holy mushrooms." ”