Su Ruoxi watched Mu Zihan's every move intently, the flower-skinned demon said that there were mechanisms and poison on the coffin, so it should not be a simple matter to open it.

Just when she was still a little worried in her heart, Mu Zihan had already put her hand on the top of the coffin, ready to open it.

She clearly saw that Mu Zihan drew a strange symbol in the middle of the pattern on the top cover of the coffin.

Immediately, a burst of black yin qi erupted from the crack in the coffin.

The flower-skinned demon had already taken precautions, and when he saw the yin qi attacking, he hugged Su Ruoxi and teleported back several meters away.

Su Ruoxi was a little distracted, and she didn't react for a while.

Mu Zihan didn't seem to be afraid of that yin qi, standing as steady as Mount Tai in place, and didn't even frown.

After the yin qi dissipated, Su Ruoxi saw clearly that all the corpses near the coffin were eroded by the yin qi just now, and the corpses instantly turned into a disgusting pool of rotten water.

And Mu Zihan was at peace, as if those yin qi were useless to him at all.

"This guy is suitable for dealing with these!"

The flower-skinned demon muttered to herself, but Su Ruoxi listened to it in her ears, but ignored it.

"Xiao Xi'er, let's go over and see the former god of war!"

The flowery demon put her arm around Su Ruoxi's shoulders and walked towards the coffin step by step.

With every step, Su Ruoxi's mood became more and more nervous.

For some reason, she suddenly felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

Mu Zihan pushed the lid of the coffin open with one palm, his eyes were shining and he looked at the immortal dark god in the coffin, and suddenly his pupils locked, as if he had seen something incredible.

Su Ruoxi didn't notice Mu Zihan's strange appearance, she approached the coffin nervously, gritted her teeth and looked into the coffin.

At this sight, she was stunned.

The dark and cold coffin lay quietly a man in golden armor and a long crown of feathers.

The man looked very young, his face was handsome and peaceful, and there was a strong masculinity between his eyebrows.

Su Ruoxi couldn't believe that a person who had been dead for three hundred years could still preserve his body so perfectly.

The man seemed to be asleep, and even his face was still a little polished.

"This ...... How is this ...... How could it be ......"

Su Ruoxi looked at everything in front of her in surprise, and her speech became inarticulate.

The flower-skinned demon seemed to have known for a long time, he didn't show any surprise or strangeness, and said to Su Ruoxi in a calm tone: "Xiao Xi'er, what I say in a while, you can do something, understand?" ”

Su Ruoxi took a deep breath, and then calmed down a little.

Still, she wanted to ask the doubts in her heart.

"Before, Mu Chenghao wanted to use my blood to pay tribute to this dark god. The legend of the night of the lunar moon is to change one's life against the sky. ”

"Could it be that my blood can really awaken him? Bring him back to life? ”

She didn't understand, why that person was her, why she used her blood, and what kind of entanglement was there between her and this dark god?

The flower-skinned demon nodded and explained: "The dark god is dead, he has no soul, and even if he comes back to life, he is just a puppet with no heart, no thought, and no body temperature. ”

"If the Ghost Lord succeeds in sacrificing with your blood, the Dark God will suck your essence and you will die."

"Why is that person me?"

Su Ruoxi asked with some excitement in her tone, is it because her soul came through time?

It's just that she can't tell this secret, so she wants to hear the answer from the flowery demon.

On the night of the lunar month, the immortal dark god, the disappearing mirage country, changed his life against the sky.

These stories are too illusory for her to accept.

But the facts are in front of her, but she has to believe it.

The flower-skinned demon raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Zihan, and suddenly saw a strange red light flashing in Mu Zihan's eyes.

The red light flickered and disappeared, making him mistakenly think that he was dazzled.

"Xiao Xi'er, time is running out, the answer you want to know will be understood later."

The flower-skinned demon did not answer Su Ruoxi's question, and Su Ruoxi saw a lot of helplessness in the flower-skinned demon's eyes.

"Good! What do you want me to do? ”

Since the flower-skinned demon refused to say, Su Ruoxi didn't want to continue to ask, so as not to bring more troubles to herself.

"Use your Dragon Yuan Sword to stab into the throat of the Immortal Dark God. Then his body will be reduced to ashes, never to be resurrected! ”

The flower-skinned demon said word by word, as if he was reciting a spell.

Su Ruoxi was stunned, looked at the sword in his hand, and suddenly hesitated.

She didn't know what she was hesitating about, she just felt that she couldn't do it.

"Do you really want to do that?"

"Yes! Ruined him! ”

Mu Zihan, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth.

Su Ruoxi was taken aback by Mu Zihan's gloomy and fierce tone, she turned to look at Mu Zihan, and saw at a glance that Mu Zihan was staring at the dark god in the coffin with a hateful gaze.

"Xiao Xi'er, there's no time, hurry!"

The flower-skinned demon glanced at the sky, and in the sky not far away, a large dark cloud was surging towards them.

A gust of wind blew, and Su Ruoxi couldn't help but shiver.

She held Long Yuan tightly in her right hand and aimed the tip of her sword at the throat of the immortal dark god.

At the same moment, the flower-skinned demon bit through the middle of himself, and the dark red blood beads suddenly condensed on his fingertips.

The flower-skinned demon dotted his blood in the center of the dark god's eyebrows, and the throat of the dark god suddenly lit up with a faint blue light.

Su Ruoxi glanced at the flower demon in surprise, and she only now realized that there was a blue bead in the throat of the immortal dark god.

"Thorn!"

The flower-skinned demon glanced at it, and Su Ruoxi didn't dare to delay, so she stabbed it with Long Yuan.

She clearly felt that Long Yuan was stabbed on a hard bead, and then the bead shattered entirely, turning into countless fragments.

When she retracted Long Yuan, there was a sudden strong wind around her, and dark clouds suddenly covered the sky and the entire imperial city fell into darkness again.

Su Ruoxi only felt that her heart was beating more and more violently, and the feeling of uneasiness was getting stronger and stronger.

"Be careful!"

Before she could react, the flower-skinned demon suddenly shouted nervously.

She only felt a dark shadow flash in front of her, and then saw that the flower demon was already in front of her.

The flower-skinned demon's heart was stabbed by a silver long sword, and blood continued to gush out of the wound.

And the person holding the long sword is Mu Zihan!

"Zihan! You! ”

Su Ruoxi was a little stunned for a while, she didn't know what was going on, and she didn't understand why Mu Zihan wanted to kill her.

If it weren't for the speed of the flower demon, I'm afraid that the sword just now would have been stabbed on her.