A tooth-souring voice sounded, and the lid of the bronze coffin slowly opened.

Several other black people, regardless of the strange danger around them, knelt down and bowed to the bronze coffin, even their arms were cut off by the spatial cracks.

"Xuansheng Zhenren, this seems to be a strong man in the Western Continent, but it feels like a dead man in terms of breath."

Demon Venerable frowned on the side and said, he could feel that the "person" in the bronze coffin was even stronger than the Demon King.

This surprised him very much, the people of the Western Continent had persuaded him to take refuge before, and he had also shown some of his strength, but there had never been such a strong person.

Now it seems that it is no wonder that the people of the Western Continent have the confidence to say that they will help solve the problem of the Great Abyss, but what makes the Demon Venerable strange is that why do the people of the Western Continent have so many existences that can control the power of the fairy realm?

The power of those black men, he also felt very clearly just now.

"Stand down."

The Demon Venerable opened his mouth and made those demon clans who saw the movement and rushed to retreat one after another, this is not a battlefield that they can meddle in, or even a battlefield that they can meddle in.

The lid of the coffin has been completely opened, and Zhang Xuansheng's God Destroying Cannon is not refining so fast, and I don't know if the God Destroying Cannon is good for this kind of strong person.

After all, his good materials had already been used, and the quality of the newly refined God Destroying Cannon was not as good as that of Andes, even if it was the same maximum absorption spirit stone, it would be difficult to exert the power of destroying the world as before.

The lid of the bronze coffin had completely slid open, and a figure slowly sat up, surrounded by a thick dead air.

Zhang Xuansheng looked fixedly, it was a middle-aged man, the man had obvious Westerner characteristics, he was a white man, and his hair may have been blonde before, but now it looked like a pile of dead grass.

The eyes of the person in the coffin were dark and dark, and he was looking directly at Zhang Xuansheng.

But what no one expected was that the person in the coffin actually performed an oriental etiquette towards Zhang Xuansheng, and then said:

"Honorable Child of Destiny, please forgive me for my offense, we have no intention of being your enemy."

Zhang Xuansheng and Demon Venerable were a little confused, they engaged in it for a long time, making such a big formation, and in the end, they actually confessed?

Zhang Xuansheng originally wanted to rely on the operation he came up with before, and he came up to receive the other party's attack, and the yin opponent tried it with one hand.

As a result, it seems that the other party knows him very well, and that trick probably won't work.

"You are not an enemy of me, you are killing innocents indiscriminately, playing with the souls of the dead, you are making enemies of all living beings in this world!"

Zhang Xuansheng opened his mouth, his attitude couldn't be more obvious.

When the person inside the coffin heard this, his face changed, and he saw that Zhang Xuansheng didn't want to let them go like this.

If he had followed his previous style of acting, he would have slapped the person who said such things in front of him to death.

But he had heard some news from the Seventh Soul Spirit, this Zhang Xuansheng was the true Son of Destiny, and the blessing that the Heavenly Dao could give him was beyond their imagination, and it was definitely not to be provoked.

As long as they wait until the heavens and the earth are opened, the task will be completed, and there is no need to provoke an existence like Zhang Xuansheng.

The face of the person in the coffin was cloudy, and finally said: "I am a Dark Demon Master of the twelfth order, although I can't help you, but if we want to leave, you can't help us." ”

As he spoke, the person in the coffin waved his hand, and a purple-black magic circle appeared below, and the mysterious law protected several black people and helped them avoid the attacks of various spatial cracks.

Then he looked at Zhang Xuansheng, which means that you can't do anything about me, although I can't provoke you, you can't keep me.

Who knew that Zhang Xuansheng's mind at this moment was not very much in this regard, but he was shocked by the words and actions of the person in the coffin.

What, Magister?

The one down there is a magic circle, right?

What is the situation, cultivating immortals in the East and magic in the West?

It's a skewer!

But why is it that those who practice magic are not affected by the severance of heaven and earth? And it seems that it is easy to break through, after all, the few black people who carry the coffin seem to have the power of fairyland, and the statement of the person in the coffin should be the tenth order.

Zhang Xuansheng felt that whether he wanted to study the mystery of magic or eradicate the evil force of the soul mound, he couldn't let the other party go today.

Zhang Xuansheng's two incarnations that had not been used for a long time were manifested, Hongmeng Dao Body held the Zixiao Divine Sword, and Lei Yanjin held the Golden Body Tower of Merit.

For a while, the momentum climbed to the peak, like an immortal god who came down to punish the devil.

The demon venerable on the side also had to gradually retreat, he felt that Xuansheng Zhenren might be going to do something big, and he would get in the way here, so he consciously ran away, and then turned on the video mode of Lingxuntong......

Zhang Xuansheng urged the Hongmeng Dao body with all his might, his figure became obscured, and the Zixiao Divine Sword was also like a mountain peak, splitting from the sky, as if it was about to split the world!

The few black people below couldn't help but shudder a little when they looked at this sword that was like an annihilating sword, they didn't expect that this young man could be so powerful by directly using his own strength.

According to reason, it should not have broken through the pinnacle of creation, how could it exert such power?

If converted into their cultivation system, they simply have a strength close to the peak of the eleventh order!

But after thinking about it this way, they didn't have to worry about it, the ninth soul lord, even if he didn't wake up completely, he still had the strength of the twelfth order at this time, and it would not be a problem to stop this young man.

Sure enough, the ninth soul spirit struck, and a huge purple-black magic circle appeared above their heads, and the mysterious runes on it were constantly circulating, and the incantation was chanted in their mouths.

"Grunt...... Reims Proportional Black ...... Raum......"

Dao purple-black demonic qi rushed into the sky, turning into something like a slime tentacle, entangled the Zixiao Divine Sword, and it was difficult for the Heavenly Sword to fall again.

Zhang Xuansheng frowned as he watched the person in the coffin below open a magic array and chant something, blocking his own attack.

Through the manipulation of Hongmeng's Dao body, he could sense that his Zixiao Divine Sword was entangled in those black slime tentacles, as if it had fallen into a sea of mud.

The language used by the opponent to chant the spell is incomprehensible, and it may be a language exclusive to the opponent's magic system.

Although I couldn't understand it, I looked at the expressions of the black men who were fanatically worshiping, and the way they concentrated on learning. Based on Zhang Xuansheng's many years of experience, it is not difficult to surmise that the person in the coffin not only used a high-level magic, but also used a superb technique.

Of course, those black people were extremely excited, serving this ninth soul lord, carrying the coffin for so many years, it was the first time they had seen him come out of the coffin.

It's the first time I've seen it shoot, but I didn't expect the Ninth Soul Lord to use the twelfth-order super magic as soon as he made a move, and it was a delayed chant!