The underground tomb, on the edge of the blood pool, the demon town whisked the dust, evolved a talisman light cover, protected the town and the ice dragon in it, on the light mask, there are mysterious runes, seemingly chaotic, but in fact the mysterious circulation, outside the light mask, a pitch-black shadow, and a few red phantoms, wandering around;

"Phantom Elf! It's a pity that it was manipulated by the magic of demons and absorbed too much ferocious energy, if it weren't for the long years, it was infected by the blood of the blood pool here, and stained with the color of blood mist, I am afraid that the living would not be able to see its traces at all, even if there is a heavenly eye, it is in vain! ”

Zhen Ming took the opportunity to breathe, and carefully looked at the outside of the talisman light shield, those phantom elves, especially the existence that was covered in pitch black, under the observation of the Heavenly Eye Law at this moment, he found that it was not black at all, but red to the extreme, so that it would look like black;

"The existence of such demons, one or two can appear at the same time, it is an extremely unnatural coincidence, but here, there are so many, it is simply incredible, who is it that has such an opportunity to control so many phantom elves?"

Phantom Elf: It is the three souls and seven spirits scattered, free between heaven and earth, and possessed by chance, the ability to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, so as to condense but not disperse, simple consciousness, will not take the initiative to attack, and is also very weak, easy to be manipulated, formless and qualitative, and powerful in attack;

Phantom elves are all separate individuals, the number is extremely rare, and the physique is between the soul and the true spirit, therefore, only the ghost or monk who cultivates to the extreme of the Yuan Shen realm, and after the Yuan Shen leaves the body, can he "see" it, and is called the Phantom Elf;

"The Reverse Dragon Ascension to Heaven Bureau, the Great Circle of Life and Death, the Yin and Yang Ascension Dragon Coffin, all kinds of ancient aliens, all kinds of souls that are difficult to find in the world, mysterious burial methods, if it weren't for the monks who can't dream, I'd rather believe that this is a nightmare! Behind all this, who is manipulating? ”

In the Dharma Protector Light Shield, Zhen Ming swallowed the last few pills, boosted his luck, accelerated the recovery of mana, muttered to himself, the small and delicate ice dragon, looking languishing, lay on his shoulder weakly, a pair of dragon eyes, weak and slightly squinted;

Zhen meditated and thought about the experience in the tomb, and couldn't help but tremble, only feeling that he seemed to have stepped into a peerless conspiracy that had been planned for a long time, and to have such a demonic arrangement, even if it was a means of demonic cultivation, it was definitely not something that could be completed overnight;

"The earth master is in the dark, please Sanqing! Give the holy light and destroy the evil and destroy the demons! Haste as a law! Chi! ”

After three bows, he stood up straight, the eyes of the sky, between the opening and closing, the mysterious runes, the ups and downs, the eyes were burning, looking at the phantom elves with blurred faces, a trace of unbearable color, and disappeared in a flash;

A pillar of light descended from the sky, crossed the endless starry sky, crossed the long river of time, rolled up countless fragments of time, and the gods flew in the air, surging like waves, sweeping in, as if containing, some kind of divine and holy law of heaven and earth, swept from the wandering phantom elves, one by one;

"Boom!"

The familiar sense of loss rose in vain, without warning, and several elven phantoms, except for the pitch black, all the others dissipated in the holy light, and suddenly, a muffled thunderous explosion came, and the lid on the top of the bronze coffin tumbled and flew out;

The pitch-black phantom elf, after the holy light brushed, a burst of rich blood-colored light rose on its body, and the pitch-black figure began to fade, instantly turning into blood red, exerting a ghostly speed, retreating into the corner, shrinking into a ball of fear, and red points of light constantly flew away on his body;

"Bang dang!"

The bronze lid smashed on the ground, and when Zhen Ming heard the sound, he turned around and turned his head to look for prestige;

"Pure Yang Golden Coffin?"

What you see, it leads to calm, involuntarily, exclaiming;

"Buzz!"

A golden coffin, suddenly from the coffin, upright, contrary to the bronze coffin, is not depicted on the ancient beasts, but the ancient patterns, around all kinds of spirit birds and beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects, male cultivators and women weaving, Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass, and a faint fairy light;

All the carved patterns, all in the position of the arch guard, the direction of worship, facing the coffin lid, set off the carving above, that is the nine gods of the bright sun, from top to bottom, according to the mysterious trajectory arrangement, lifelike carving, actually weirdly sent out a scorching feeling;

"Bold ants! Despicable pariahs! Dog daring! The following are committed! Break into my cave! Disturb my sleep! Kill my spirit beast! Kill me! Bad self practice! He deserves to be punished! ”

The majestic and domineering voice, the words of contempt for the common people, were almost the same as the words of the mysterious lady at the beginning, a ferocious and violent aura of yin and death, with the rolling sound waves, surging wildly, sweeping thousands of armies, sweeping everything, scraping off a layer of ground around the pool of blood;

"Poof!"

The light shield formed by the dust of the demon suppression, the runes were annihilated in an instant, dissipated silently, and the calm and darkness that was caught off guard bore the brunt of the flew, rubbed the ground weakly, fell out for a long distance, and a mouthful of blood surged up to the throat, and could no longer hold back and spewed out;

"Aang!"

The ice dragon lying on Zhen Ming's shoulder was not spared, a miserable dragon groan sounded in Zhen Ming's ears, the voice was full of unwillingness and despair, Zhen Ming tried to turn his head sideways, only to see that a faint blue light turned into a point of light, slowly dissipated;

"Let's go!"

The blood talisman of the Heavenly Master disappeared, and the earth vein dragon ball fell, and the brilliance was restrained, like a round stone;

"Get on your knees!"

The domineering voice, the majestic sound, the moment it fell, as if it had a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and his words followed, an invisible force imprisoned Zhen Ming's body, controlled him to fly up in the air, showing a kneeling posture, facing the golden coffin, kneeling on the ground in humiliation;

"Bang!"

Like a coffin cast in gold, the lid suddenly opened, and the coffin lid flew out of the air, controlled by a mysterious force, and slowly fell to the ground;

"Huh!"

A tall figure wearing bronze armor stepped out in one step, and instantly came to the edge of the blood pool, as if he had used a fairy trick to shrink the ground into inches;

"Whew!"

On the bronze helmet, also with a mask, only the position of the eyes, there are two pitch-black holes, at this moment suddenly lit up with red and green brilliance, and after the brilliance flowed in an instant, it turned into two divine rays and shot out, shooting out two fist-sized holes on the ground in front of Zhen Ming;

"Death!"

The sound waves rolled in, and the body of Zhen Ming was imprisoned in place by an inexplicable force, forcibly and passively bearing, all of which were seriously injured, the muscles and bones were also broken, and blood gushed up to his throat, but he didn't even have a chance to open his mouth and vomit blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info