687. Tree Cave Coffin

Cheng Yu obeyed, took a few steps back and stood behind Yun Jing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Yunjing straightened out with his hand, his five fingers merged, and the Buddha's power turned into a sharp sword straight out.

The golden light appeared, and an invisible barrier appeared at the trunk of the tree in front of him, blocking the Buddha's power.

The wind around him suddenly rose, pressing the grass a little lower, and the fierce wind blew on his face, Cheng Yu condensed the Buddha power barrier and protected himself and Yunjing in it.

The next moment, a gap suddenly appeared in the center of the trunk, which slowly opened to both sides, and the white light inside was quite dazzling.

Yun Jing took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the white light. Cheng Yu also followed quickly at the moment. This white light was extremely cold, and when it was irradiated, it was biting cold, making Cheng Yu shiver unconsciously, but in a moment, it disappeared.

It was dim in front of him, surrounded by intertwined tree roots, but Yun Jing was not in front of him at this time, and Cheng Yu looked around and found no trace of him.

Where is this place?

Cheng Yu released his divine sense, only to find that as soon as his divine consciousness touched these tree roots, it was immediately bounced back.

Under the intertwined tree roots, there are passages, Cheng Yu thought for a while, condensed more than a dozen spirit birds with spiritual power, and silently recited the magic trick. The spirit birds immediately flapped their wings and walked in all directions, and after a while, Cheng Yu noticed that the spirit birds had lost contact one by one, and in the end there were only two left, but their directions were relative.

"In that case, let's choose one or the other." Cheng Yu took two steps to the left, but turned around again: "Let's go this way." ā€

After a few moments, Cheng Yu found the spirit bird, which flapped its wings and then turned into spiritual energy and dispersed.

Cheng Yu went in front of a small tree hole, and just as Cheng Yu was about to step in, a figure suddenly appeared in his divine consciousness, and an invisibility charm was attached to his body at the moment. After a few breaths, a Jindan monk appeared in front of Cheng Yu, this person was dressed in white on a black background, in his thirties, but his face was a little pale, but his eyes were full of death. The most conspicuous thing is that he carries a huge umbrella behind him.

Ghost repair!

Where has this ghost cultivator seen it? Cheng Yu was still thinking about it in his mind, and he saw this ghost cultivator's eyes looking left and right, and then stepped straight into the tree hole. Cheng Yu followed.

The hole in the tree was very empty, and there was a large black coffin in the middle. A light shone on the coffin from above, giving it a faint soft glow, and darkness plunged all around.

At this time, Ghost Xiu threw out a storage bag and shouted, "It's not out yet." ā€

Cheng Yu frowned, and saw some trivial sounds coming from a dark corner, and then slowly crawled out of the ground a Zhuji monk with scattered hair and a face that could not be seen clearly, seeing his slender figure, a pair of blue hands struggled to grab the storage bag on the ground, and then quickly took out the porcelain bottle in it, poured out the pill and desperately stuffed it into his mouth.

When the monk raised his head, half of his face was revealed, but it was a blue-faced fang, bloodstained face, and even the eyeballs were already gray, like a white zombie.

"Is there any progress in this time?" Jin Dan Ghost Cultivator said coldly.

Bai Zhuang shook his head, but what was ushered in was a fierce kick from the ghost cultivator: "Waste, useless things." ā€

This kick caused Bai Zhuang to slam into the dark coffin on the side, making a loud noise.

"If you don't find the monk tomorrow at this time, I'll swallow you alive." Ghost Xiu shouted, Bai Zhuang nodded again and again, and crawled out with difficulty.

Jin Dan ghost cultivator circled around the Xuanxi coffin and murmured: "Don't worry, there will be nine more days, and it will be done." As he spoke, he released the giant umbrella, and saw two living souls flying out of the giant umbrella, hovering in the air in horror.

With a strong inhalation, the two souls were forced to approach him, just as he opened his mouth to eat them. A Buddha force slammed into his body.

'Ah,' the sudden palm spurted out a mouthful of blood from the Jindan Ghost Xiu, and then the living soul in the air suddenly flew back into the giant umbrella.

"You, it's you!" The ghost cultivator looked at Cheng Yu who appeared in horror.

"Looks like you know me, too." Cheng Yu approached and said, "I remember, I saw you when I was a Qi cultivator, but weren't you already beaten to death by Jiu'er and Zhou Laodao at the beginning?" ā€

Hearing this, the ghost cultivator was puzzled, and then suddenly raised his head and said, "It turned out to be you!" You are the girl back then. ā€

"Speaking of which, I still don't know where you are? Isn't it from the Floating Dust Palace? Cheng Yu rubbed his chin and said.

The ghost cultivator's gaze wandered, and he suddenly disappeared in front of him.

After a while, he smashed to the ground from the air, and his body was a rope condensed by Buddha power, and the ghost cultivator shouted: "You let go of me, you and I have no grievances, you let go of me quickly." ā€

Cheng Yu was not moved, but said: "I advise you to stay honestly, don't think about running away, otherwise you will taste this taste." Cheng Yu also came to the Xuan Coffin, condensed his spiritual power and prepared to open it, but found that there was a complicated formation on the Xuan Coffin, and even her Yuan Ying power could not be opened.

"I am the only one in the world who can open the Xuan Coffin, if you do it again, the contents will be destroyed immediately, and then you Tianchu will be doomed." Oni Xiu laughed out loud.

Cheng Yu laughed and said, "Are you underestimating our Tianchu cultivators, or are you overestimating yourself. It's just a coffin, and if it's destroyed, it's ruined. "Prepare to strike again.

"Stop!" Cheng Yu's understatement really frightened the ghost cultivator on the ground, and hurriedly said: "I have something to say, you must not open this coffin, otherwise not only me, but even you will die." ā€

Cheng Yu turned around and said, "Then tell me honestly, what are you doing here?" What's inside this coffin? ā€

The ghost cultivator's eyes were obscure, and he said half-loudly: "You are right, I am indeed a monk of the Floating Dust Palace, and I am called a ghost." ā€

As soon as the words fell, the Buddha power on his body soared, and then he screamed miserably, and it was only after a moment that he calmed down.

Cheng Yu paced in front of him, ignoring his hateful gaze, and said with a smile: "Ghosts are not born, it's very coincidental, I've seen one, that's a Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivator." Could it be that you ghost cultivators like to call it this name? You see, I didn't hear a familiar name, and I was excited for a while. ā€

Momentarily excited? Ghost Xiu broke into a cold sweat, panting and annoyed: "It turns out that you have seen ghosts but not life." ā€

"This immortal cultivation realm is not a big deal, is it because you want to pretend to be someone else's name next time, or ask clearly." This monk is cunning, but he didn't expect that he would have something to do with ghosts. Cheng Yu looked at this coffin intently again, and his intuition was not good, could it be that he still wanted to use some secret method to resurrect the ghost? But at the beginning, she saw with her own eyes that the ghosts were gone, and their souls were scattered.