The resentful puppet caught Yi Changqing's body.

His gaze swept over the black coffin in the air, and said indifferently: "I didn't expect that there was a spiritual secret treasure hidden in the Heavenly King Palace." ”

The Heavenly King gasped, obviously, using this Heavenly King Coffin was not a small drain on him, but he still had a triumphant smile on his face.

"Yi Changqing, your ontological spirit has been taken away by the Heavenly King's coffin, and you are left with this war puppet and a little spiritual thought, what kind of climate can it become?"

"Would you like to give it a try?" the puppet smiled faintly.

And behind him, a series of figures swept by.

It was Liu Yijian, Baihuawang and others.

Wan Chuan glanced at Yi Changqing's body in the arms of the puppet, "I said a long time ago that you can't succeed alone, and you can still do it, so it's okay now." ”

"Wan Chuan, calm down first. The Hundred Flower King said lightly: "The current situation is not a disadvantage for us. ”

Truly.

The Celestial King forcibly used the Celestial King's coffin and was traumatized.

The Ethereal King also lost most of his combat power.

The Heavenly Wheel King was not lightly injured.

Several Heavenly Dome Kings who fought with Yi Changqing were more or less damaged, but on the other hand, on the Sword Sect's side, there was not much loss in combat power.

It's not so much that there are no disadvantages.

It's better to say that the Sword Sect still has an absolute advantage.

It's just that there is one less Yi Changqing.

"Heh, Hundred Flower King, losing Yi Changqing, the Sword Sect is equivalent to a group of dragons without a leader, for us, the biggest threat has been solved, and the rest of you have nothing to fear!"

With that, he took out a white lotus flower.

The lotus flower was white and flawless.

The buds unfolded, a burst of fragrance permeated, and a white mist penetrated into the body of the Heavenly King, and suddenly, the breath on his body continued to recover.

"That is, Pure Saint Heart Protector. ”

The Hundred Flowers King is familiar with the different grasses in the world, so she naturally recognizes what this white lotus is, but just because she knows, her face will change suddenly.

The Qingsheng Heart Protector Lotus is a first-class healing holy relic in the world, but the flesh and bones of the living dead, even if the peerless king is hit hard, but as long as there is a breath, it can recover you in an instant.

The fragrance of the white lotus flowed, and several mist surged into the bodies of the Heavenly Wheel King and the Ethereal King, and in an instant, the aura of these two people also returned to their heyday, and they sneered and looked at the Hundred Flower King and the others opposite.

"The Hundred Flowers King, the Wanchuan King, and the Storm King, for the sake of our fellow Thirteen Kings of the Heavenly Dome, as long as you stop now and come over to help us deal with the Sword Sect, I can not blame the past, how about it?"

The Heavenly King said.

Liu Yijian and the others' eyes instantly fell on the three of them.

If they agreed, the Sword Sect's side would undoubtedly lose most of its combat strength, and it would not be able to resist the attack of the Heavenly King and the others at all.

The Sword Sect is really dangerous.

"This ......" King Wanchuan hesitated.

She and the Sword Sect originally had a cooperative relationship.

Now, the Sword Sect is in a dangerous situation, and if she continues to be on the same front with the other party, it is estimated that her fate will not be much better.

And the king threw an olive branch......

"Wan Chuan, no matter how you choose, I'm the same. ”

The Flower King put his hand on Wan Chuan's shoulder.

Wan Chuan's heart was even more entangled.

It would be fine if she was alone.

But now, the Hundred Flowers King has also been pulled into the water by her.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to say, King of Hundred Flowers, if you surrender, not only can I not blame the past, but the position of the queen of heaven in the palace of the heavenly king can also be reserved for you, and you and I can enjoy wealth together. ”

"I can go to you, what a bullshit queen, even you are worthy of my Sister Baihua!" Wan Chuan, who was still thinking about whether to surrender or not, immediately scolded after hearing the words of the Heavenly King, with a look of indignation.

The Hundred Flowers King smiled faintly, "My friend doesn't like you, what kind of diva are you, who likes to sit and who sits, I don't care." ”

"That's not to talk about at all. ”

The Heavenly King sneered, and the blood-colored lightning on his body flowed.

............

Inside the coffin of the Heavenly King.

The spiritual sword pool was ingested into it, and then in the darkness of nothingness, the spirit and sword qi intertwined and manifested, condensing a human form.

It was Yi Changqing.

"It's pitch black, it's really annoying. ”

Yi Changqing pursed his lips and snapped his fingers.

Spirit God Sword Qi surged beside him, turning into a bright flame.

The light of the fire illuminated him in a radius of tens of meters.

He wandered here, releasing his spiritual thoughts at the same time, perceiving the boundaries of this place, but found that the inside of the Heavenly King's coffin was actually not too big.

His spiritual thoughts easily touched the boundary.

It's only about a dozen miles.

Scope is not the point, though.

The point is that this heavenly king's coffin has the effect of binding the spirits.

"Huh, Firelight?"

At this moment, a soft sound sounded in the void.

Yi Changqing followed the sound, only to see that in the dark, there was an old man with gray hair and white robe who was chained to a pillar by several iron chains.

The pillar is engraved with countless treacherous patterns.

Among them, there is also a strange refining power faintly revealed.

Yi Changqing could clearly perceive that the gray-haired and white-robed old man in front of him was a spirit god, and the spiritual thoughts on his body were being refined.

Although it is slow, it will be refined sooner or later.

This old man's form is already a little illusory.

It seems to be going away at any moment.

It seemed that he had been tied to this pillar for a long time to refine, and after seeing Yi Changqing's arrival, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Boy, who are you?"

The old man stared at Yi Changqing and asked, "Why is there a fire next to you in this dark Heavenly King's coffin?" ”

As if he was not used to the sudden firelight, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, but judging from his expression, he did not hate it.

"I, the one who is the enemy of the king. ”

Yi Changqing said lightly.

"This isn't nonsense, don't be an enemy of the King of Heaven, you can come to this King of Heaven coffin, it seems that you can endure a lot, you can force the King of Heaven to use the King of Heaven coffin, can you tell me your name." The old man said.

"Yi Changqing. ”

"Yi Changqing? ”

"And who are you?"

"Yu Xuan, have you heard of it? ”

Yi Changqing recalled, "It seems that I have seen it in the classics, tens of thousands of years ago, the Xuan King who created the Daxuan Dynasty was you. ”

"Not bad. The old man said lightly: "Xuan Chaoke is still there?"

"It's long gone. ”

The Daxuan Dynasty is 70,000 years old.

It was a world-famous force in the Ink Spirit Realm at that time, and it could even compete with overlord-level forces like Fenghai and Jiuyang Divine Sect.

Its lord King Xuan is a generation of peerless pride.

But later, because of the conflict with the Heavenly King Palace, King Xuan and the Heavenly King fought and lost, and since then, the glorious Xuan Dynasty has rapidly declined.

It didn't even last a hundred years before it disappeared.

King Xuan didn't seem surprised when he heard this, "As expected, it is impossible for the Heavenly King's deflated calf to continue to exist. ”

"How long has it been since the fall of the Xuan Dynasty?"

King Xuan asked again.

"Seventy thousand years. ”

"Seventy thousand years, that's a long time, I didn't expect me to last so long on this broken pillar, but it's fast. ”

King Xuan said lonely.

Being tied to a pillar and waiting to die slowly is not pleasant for ordinary people, let alone a proud king.

"Boy, can you get closer to the fire? I haven't seen the light in a long time, and I miss it. King Xuan said lightly.