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The space rippled, the rich dead air squirmed, and a figure stepped through the void and rushed straight towards the bronze ancient coffin that was opened.

The speed reached the extreme, there were bursts of explosions in the air, and a long black tail flashed behind him, and the rich death qi covered the sky and the sun, which looked out of place in this cemetery full of holy light......

"Sister, someone wants to rob the treasure. The little princess shouted, anxiously grabbing Lan Yue'er's arm.

Han Bing's face was gloomy, and his mind moved, and the gray Sky Destroying Palm appeared in the void, and then slapped it fiercely, however, the speed of the figure was too fast, and the Heaven Destroying Palm only slapped the afterimage behind him apart......

The Monarch of Freedom was stunned, he didn't even notice that someone was hiding in the dark, "It seems that this cemetery can shield the soul power." The Loose Monarch sighed a little, but he didn't mean to make a move.

"The deity consumes essence and blood, consumes spiritual power, and finally opens the ancient coffin, how can you make a profit?" Looking at the black figure flying away, there was no panic in the slightest, a pair of chicken wings, with a faint wave, the sky-breaking spear that turned into a crowbar suddenly enlarged, turning into a golden brick, for a while, the golden mangs soared into the sky, and slapped the figure's head fiercely!

However, before the bricks were photographed, the figure was already pale with fright! Even the dead air that shrouded the body was also rippling and dissipated in an instant.

His body shook and he turned around and was about to run away.

At this moment, an earthy yellow palm, with a viscous, pale yellow corpse water, slowly poked out from the bronze ancient coffin.

The great coercion makes people chill, and the rich corpse water makes people sick and nauseous.

At this moment, around the bronze coffin, within three zhang, the space seems to be imprisoned, time seems to stand still, everything seems to have become a picture scroll, the figure with a strong dead breath, as if it has become a person in the picture scroll, quietly suspended in the void, even the bricks with the golden light in the sky, as if they have lost their luster and can no longer be photographed.

At this moment, everyone clearly saw the appearance of the figure, and it turned out to be the master of the Hell Gate.

At this moment, the face of the Hell Gate Master turned dark, and his face was shocked, he seemed to see the greatest evil in the world, his eyes were wide, his mouth was slightly open and closed, and he wanted to say anything, however, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape the shackles of space.

Crash

With a crisp sound, the earthy yellow palm seemed to have traveled through time and space, grabbed the Hell Gate Master, and then, like dragging a dead dog, slowly dragged it to the bronze ancient coffin.

The space shook, and the feeling of being imprisoned disappeared in an instant, and the golden slabs and bricks squirmed for a while, and the golden light was flourishing, turning into a spear, and swept to the side of the hated sky.

Bang dang

A crisp sound, breathtaking.

The bronze coffin that was opened closed in an instant, the monstrous evil aura was restrained, and the eternal coercion dissipated......

In this cemetery full of graves of gods, the eternal coercion and oppression of the people cannot fly in the air, however, the master of the Hell Gate has a scroll of the law of space, with it, he can fly in the air for a short time, however, at this moment, his intestines are blue with regret.

In the dark bronze coffin, where he couldn't see his fingers, the face of the master of the Hell Gate was full of horror, and the spiritual power around his body was imprisoned, that is, the soul power, which was also bound in the body, unable to exert the slightest strength, for everything around him, he couldn't see, he couldn't feel, he didn't know.

When a person completely loses his sense of the surrounding environment, and doesn't even know where he has gone, his heart is the most fearful, which is the greatest torture in his heart.

At one point, the master of the Hell Gate felt a huge mouth, with sharp teeth, and bit off his right leg in one bite.

The pain in his heart made him scream hysterically, however, his throat seemed to be dumb at this moment, and he couldn't make the slightest sound.

At this moment, the master of the Hell Gate only asks for one death, because he has a substitute death charm and can die three times, and he believes in the means of the ancestor of all demons.

Outside the bronze ancient coffin, everyone only heard the sound of chewing bones, crunch, crunch, making people's scalp numb!

"Sister, the master of the Hell Gate has been eaten like this, let's go!" the little princess said lightly in a cold sweat.

"Hate the sky, what did you dig up? A zombie?" Han Bing's face was also full of surprise, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

"The deity didn't mean it!" Hate Tianlu was a little embarrassed, his body shook, turned into a speck of dust, stuck to the cuffs of Han Bing, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The crunching, crunching, chewing of bones continued, and everyone felt cold in their backs.

"Patriarch, this ......" Xiao Changkong also had a shocked look on his face.

"Wait, if the demon in this bronze ancient coffin is released, haha, maybe, the fairy world will completely fall. The Wing Clan Patriarch Xiao Konggu smiled.

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"Hate the sky, since you can dig him up, then bury him quickly!" Han Bing urged.

"Boy, where is this to dig if you want to, bury if you want to bury it, how can it be so easy!" said Hatian in a low voice.

Bang dang

The bronze ancient coffin trembled, the lid of the coffin was lifted a corner, three death talismans, and several spatial rings were thrown out, and they fell around the ancient coffin in a vague messy manner.

"Wouldn't it? It was eaten like that? What kind of monster is that?" The palace master of the Netherworld Palace, who was quietly approaching Lan Yue'er, was stunned, his face was full of fear, at this moment, he actually felt a little helpless.

"That's the Immortal Venerable who is holding his hand to cover the sky in the fairy world. Just got eaten like that?" The palace master of the Netherworld Palace sighed a little, temporarily gave up the plan in his heart, hid to the side, and quietly watched the situation.

"What should I do?"

Lan Yue'er was a little scared, and at the same time looked at Han Bing, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

"Go in other directions, you must find the source of life!" Han Bing said categorically, he felt that Ling Xiao Xue'er must be completely revived, and he felt that this world might not be quiet.

"Do you have to go?" Lan Yue'er glanced at the bronze ancient coffin not far away in fear.

"Yes, you must find the source of life, and with it, it is equivalent to having a life amulet. What is a substitute for death talisman, what is the Six Paths Reincarnation Pill, the premise is that you must live. Han Bing said very seriously.

In the distance, the Wing Clan Patriarch's face was a little solemn, "Source of Life, don't care about the bronze ancient coffin, secretly follow the Han soldiers." ”

"Patriarch, there's something wrong with that ancient coffin, isn't this a place to bury gods, how do I feel that there is a demon inside?" Xiao Changkong was a little surprised.

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"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency with more than loss, and the way of man is to gain more than enough from the loss, and the world is long, so the heaven and earth can be long and long, so they can live forever because they are not self-generated. It is the body that comes after the saint and the body that exists outside. It is not because of its selflessness and evil, so it can become its selfishness, the heaven and the earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. ”

At this moment, an obscure scripture came from inside the bronze ancient coffin, as if the Great Dao was roaring, and the entire void was trembling. Everyone felt a tremor in their minds, and for a moment, it seemed that there was an epiphany, and then that sense of epiphany disappeared in an instant......

airplanes

The void shook, and the bronze ancient coffin instantly floated from the dug tomb to the void, and the chaotic mist drooped slightly, and the entire void was instantly imprisoned and turned into a perfect picture, and in an instant, everyone floated up and became the characters in the picture.

Except for thoughts, everyone was motionless, quietly suspended in the void.

"What to do, stinky thief......" the little princess shouted, but not the slightest sound came out.

"Hate the sky, can you break this confinement?" Han Bing pointed at the inside of the cuff

Hate the sky and whispered.

"No, the cultivation of the deity is not enough, boy, the goddess in the crystal coffin pendant may have a way. "I hate the sky and I am a little helpless.

"Hey......"

Han Bing sighed in his heart, he wanted to use the blood of the blue sky, but unfortunately, the spiritual power was sealed, and he couldn't mention a trace of power.

Not far away, the two of the Wing Clan, maintaining the appearance of waving their wings, suspended in the void, and the two of them were also full of shock.

The palace master of the Netherworld Palace and the others also showed their figures at this moment, just like the exquisite dwarfs painted in the painting, revealing a sense of comical and cuteness.

Above the void, the bronze ancient coffin shook, and an illusory middle-aged figure emerged, and he glanced at everyone lightly, with a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"Fallen Godland, don't be disturbed!"

The soul power fluctuated, and a faint consciousness sounded in everyone's minds.

"Sacrifice the void with the blood of the blue sky and open the seal of the Valley of the Buried Gods, who are you, why are you so weak?" The middle-aged man looked up, looked at the sky, and smiled helplessly.

"After the eternal war, can we still see those old people again? How many people have really escaped the six realms of reincarnation? The middle-aged man sighed.

"Where's the Demon Suppression Stone?

The middle-aged man's voice almost shouted, his eyes turned blood-red, and a trace of despair appeared in his heart.

In a trance, the middle-aged man seemed to see the scene of the great war in ancient times, the sky was crumbling, the earth was sinking, and countless comrades-in-arms were splashed with blood......

"Hey, you can die, whoever sent you, I'll take it!"

In the hands of the middle-aged man, a shiny long knife appeared, and the cold air was overwhelming!

The long knife gently slashed through the void, and the imprisoned, picture-like void began to crumble and annihilate with the wriggling of the long knife......

Everything seems to be going to return to chaos......

Crash

With a crisp sound, the body of the hall master of the Soul Devouring Hall shattered in an instant, like porcelain.

There was no shouting, no wailing, even the flesh and blood were annihilated in an instant, and they returned to chaos.

The soul disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the so-called death talisman did not play the slightest role at all, and it also turned into ashes in an instant......

The void is still shattering again, and the chaotic qi is slowly rising!

Han Bing was a little anxious, the existence in the bronze ancient coffin was really outrageous, and Han Bing felt that the Ming Emperor Phoenix Lord was not necessarily his opponent.

Seeing that the shattered void was about to engulf the little princess and Lan Yue'er, Han Bing hurriedly pulled and regretted it, hating himself for being incompetent, hating that he didn't retreat just now!

"Boy, accept your fate! The deity has no regrets, what do you have to regret?" Hate the sky and whispered.

"No ......"

Seeing the shattered void spread in front of Lan Yue'er, Han Bing wanted to shout, but he couldn't make the slightest sound......

His heart was bleeding, his body was cracking......

At this moment, a holy light swept across the sky, and the shattered void was just about to engulf Lan Yue'er, and it was instantly imprisoned, even the middle-aged man's body was also imprisoned......

A shadow swept through the void and slowly stopped in front of Han Bing.

The show hand lightly clicked, and the soft light shrouded the soldiers.

"Snow Lady ......"

Hanbing was like a three-year-old child who had been wronged and suddenly met his mother, and he cried!

At the same time, he stretched out his arm and hugged Ling Xiaoxue'er tightly.

"Okay, it's okay, he's just a remnant spirit, a belief is persevering, guarding this god's cemetery!" Ling Xiao Xue'er gently pushed Han Bing away, revealing a charming smile.

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