As soon as the words fell, a silver formation pattern appeared under the feet of the twenty-eight people.

A streamer flashed between each formation, and in the blink of an eye, the twenty-eight formations turned into a large rune with a radius of nearly a hundred zhang!

And in the center of that rune, is where the Nine Turns of Evil Spirit Corpse is!

At this moment, the dark clouds began to dissipate, and above the nine heavens, a strong light fell, which was the brilliance of a dazzling star, and fell directly on the body of the nine-turn evil spirit corpse.

"Roar!" The power of starlight acted on the corpse of the Nine Turns of Evil Spirit, making him feel very uncomfortable.

But it's just uncomfortable.

And the essence and blood in the bodies of the twenty-eight people in front of him seemed to have become more delicious at this moment.

The Nine Turns Evil Spirit Corpse had just broken the seal at this moment, and it had only drunk the essence blood of a few unlucky guys, and its strength was far from reaching its peak.

Therefore, the essence blood of a warrior is simply a fatal temptation for him at this moment.

Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore, and he lifted his feet and flew towards the nearest person.

But he suddenly found that his body was like carrying some three mountains and five mountains, not to mention flying in the void, and even taking a step felt laborious!

"Bang!" The Nine-Turn Evil Spirit Corpse endured the sudden discomfort of this body, which was countless times heavier, and took a step with difficulty.

It was really hard for these nine-turn evil spirit corpses to move under this star array, but these twenty-eight people didn't feel good at all!

When the nine-turn evil spirit corpse took a step, these twenty-eight people also took a small step back, which showed that even with the blessing of the twenty-eight star array, it was very difficult to face the nine-turn evil spirit corpse.

"Senior nephew Huang Peng, take advantage of the moment, please ask for a heavenly coffin!" Seeing this, Chen Buyi hurriedly spoke.

Huang Peng nodded when he heard this, and the sword trick in his hand was together, and the three-foot long sword behind him was suddenly unsheathed.

"I heard me right, what did that old Chen say just now?" Yan Qing said with some doubts about what he heard just now.

"Boss, you heard it right, that Chen Lao asked Huang Shouzuo to invite the heavenly coffin. The imp on the side repeated.

"Could it be that the Zixiao bronze coffin of the Eastern Pole Dao Alliance, which has not chosen a coffin slave for a hundred years, has finally chosen a coffin slave?" Yan Qing said in shock.

Huang Peng didn't care what Yan Qing and the others thought in their hearts. At this moment, the blade was unsheathed, levitating in front of him. I saw that his hands were sealed, and he slowly recited: "Heavenly coffin!

As soon as his voice fell, the seal was suddenly completed.

I saw a purple-gold light burst out from the three-foot long sword in front of him! Not exactly, the purple-gold light emitted from the pendant at the end of the hilt of the three-foot long sword!

In an instant, the pendant instantly became larger, and a nine-zhang high dark golden copper coffin quietly appeared in front of everyone's eyes!

On the copper coffin, purple thunder light flowed, and there were faint sizzling sounds, and an indescribable mysterious aura slowly came from the purple copper coffin!

"Purple ...... Zixiao bronze coffin...... It turned out to be really the Zixiao Bronze Coffin! This Huang Peng was actually the coffin slave of the Zixiao Bronze Coffin! In this way, compared to the crazy woman in the southern Xinjiang, Fei Yike is not much more reckless!" Yan Qing said in shock.

"No, Brother Yan, you are wrong, I am a few points worse than that crazy woman, although it is also a heavenly coffin, his Chiyan demon coffin ranks first, but my Zixiao bronze coffin is second. Then there is the crazy woman who is not Yike is the owner of the coffin, and I am just the coffin slave. In the end, I have only been a coffin slave for a few months, and the art of shepherding zombies on the coffin has only been learned, and the source of the corpse is not as rich as the southern Xinjiang where Non-Yike is located. Hearing this, Huang Peng explained expressionlessly.

Yan Qing listened to Huang Peng's words, but was speechless for a while.

How can there be anyone in this world who has the ambition to destroy his own prestige, both of them have a heavenly coffin in their hands, and this Huang Peng's martial arts cultivation is still above that Fei Yike, he would so calmly admit that he is not as good as Fei Yike, how did this kind of person who has no competitive heart cultivate to the peak of the Transformation Realm!

Just as the two of them spoke, the nine-turn evil spirit corpse took three steps in a row, and in an instant, a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of the mouths of the twenty-eight people in the Twenty-Eight Star Array.

And the formation patterns on these people's feet at this moment are also much darker than before.

"Senior nephew Huang Peng, if you don't invite the body of the ancestor to be like a coffin now, when will you wait!" Chen Buyi reminded.

"Yes! Uncle Cloth!" Huang Peng heard this, as soon as the double surgical seal changed, the Zixiao bronze coffin rushed towards the nine-turn evil spirit corpse.

"Roar!" The aura of the heavenly coffin was extraordinary, and the nine-turn evil spirit corpse had already felt it when it was sacrificed by Huang Peng. The heavenly coffin buries the heavenly people and collects the heavenly zombie, not to mention that it is just a corpse that is not even a heavenly zombie and a nine-turn evil spirit.

The nine-turn evil spirit corpse is certainly powerful, but it is like a child in front of the ancient heavenly zombie and the celestials, and the heavenly coffin that can bury the heavenly corpse and collect the heavenly zombie is naturally not difficult to deal with a small nine-turn evil spirit corpse.

Although it was only a Martial Arts Grandmaster who transformed into a small realm and controlled the Zixiao Bronze Coffin, this did not affect the final result in the slightest.

I saw that at this moment, the Zixiao Bronze Coffin had quietly floated behind the Nine Turns Evil Spirit Corpse, and the Nine Turns Evil Spirit Corpse felt all the malice brought by the Zixiao Bronze Coffin behind it, but its heart was even more impatient and panicked!

He hadn't just broken the seal, and he hadn't had time to enjoy the essence blood of so many martial artists, and he hadn't yet sought revenge on the person who killed him, how could he be so willing to be subdued and sealed again!

"Roar!" the Nine Turns Evil Spirit Corpse thought of this, but the roar became louder.

"Hold on a little longer! This evil beast wants to fight the trapped beast!" Seeing this, Chen Buyi hurriedly said to the twenty-eight people.

These people gritted their teeth, struggling to withstand the pressure coming from the corpse of the Nine Turns Evil Spirit.

At this moment, the Nine Turns Evil Spirit Corpse took another step forward.

"Poof!" the twenty-eight suddenly spurted out another mouthful of blood, and for a moment, a pale intent crept up the cheeks of these people.

"Heavenly coffin! Open the coffin!" Huang Peng's magic seal changed and he said slowly.

As soon as his voice fell, the lid of the coffin was opened, and one foot in front of the Zixiao bronze coffin was where the nine-turn evil spirit corpse was.

The twenty-eight people were almost precarious, with blood on the corners of their mouths, their faces pale, and the great array of stars under their feet had become extremely dim, as if they would disappear as long as a gust of wind blew by.

Huang Peng was still constantly changing his magic seal, and the Zixiao Bronze Coffin slowly moved closer to the Nine Turns Evil Spirit Corpse, and at this moment, half of his body had already entered the coffin of the Zixiao Bronze Coffin!

For a moment, the twenty-eight people suddenly felt a lighter pressure, and the formations under their feet were also much brighter at the moment.

Seeing that the suction behind him was getting stronger and stronger, the sense of fear that came from the stock made this nine-turn evil spirit corpse that was not afraid of heaven and earth finally have a trace of fear!

"Roar!" it roared as it looked up to the sky, venting its unwillingness and anger.

"Old Ancestor, disdain your disciple grandson, please go home today! Huang Peng knelt down on one knee, and the afterimage of the magic seal in his hand was still presenting in his hand.

"Smack!"

After the sealing technique was completed, with the sound of a coffin covering, the nine-turn evil spirit corpse was completely sealed into the Zixiao bronze coffin.

At this moment, the people of the Eastern Pole Dao Alliance present knelt down on one knee one after another, followed Huang Peng's example, and said respectfully: "Old Ancestor, I will invite your body home!"

Here, there is silence for a dozen breaths.

Even Yan Qing and the others closed their mouths one after another.

"The Nine Turns Evil Spirit Corpse was sealed so lightly?" Even though they had seen the whole process with their own eyes, Yan Qing and the others still couldn't believe it.

It was a nine-turn evil spirit corpse, but it was not an ordinary spirit corpse, although he had seen Huang Peng sacrifice the Zixiao bronze coffin before, and he also believed that the people of the Eastern Pole Dao Alliance also had a foolproof plan to successfully seal the nine-turn evil spirit corpse, but he didn't expect it to be so easy!

If you go back and use some ancient secret methods to get rid of the evil thoughts of the nine-turn evil spirit corpse, this Eastern Pole Dao Alliance will add a master equivalent to the peak of martial arts!

Yan Qing thought of this, but there was a hint of bad intentions in his heart for the future.

This Eastern Pole Dao Alliance originally had the smallest right to speak in the Four Domains, but now this Ancient Tomb and his party, if they can return safely, then in the future, the status of this Eastern Pole Dao Alliance in the entire Barbarian Continent will be much higher, and many things will no longer be able to suppress them.

I don't know when, Huang Peng's half-kneeling body has already gotten up. I saw him make a move with one hand, and the Zixiao bronze coffin floating in mid-air heard the sound, and it floated behind him in a blink of an eye. I saw Huang Peng take off the three-foot long sword hanging on the Zixiao bronze coffin, and as soon as he pinched the sword trick, the long sword returned to the scabbard behind him.

After doing this, he saw that he took out a rag strip out of nowhere, and tied it around the two buckles on the Zixiao copper coffin, so he carried the Zixiao copper coffin behind him, and then said slowly to Yan Qing: "Brother Yan Qing, thank you for the battle." ”

Yan Qing had seen the whole process of Huang Peng's subduing of the Nine Turns Evil Spirit Corpse, and before that, he only regarded this Huang Peng's martial arts cultivation as equivalent to him, and he was only an equal.

And at this moment, Yan Qing's brother made him dare not accept it anymore.

Let's not mention that he is the first seat of the Shangqing Gate of the East Pole Dao Alliance, and the future head of the sect. Just to say that he is the coffin slave of the Zixiao Bronze Coffin, he has already transcended everyone in this wild continent.

"Huang Shouzao, no, Lord Huang, you are polite. Congratulations on winning the Zixiao Bronze Coffin!" Yan Qing was as respectful as he was at the moment, as if he had seen the mysterious sect leader of their Northwest Holy Sect.

It's just that Yan Qing's set is of no great use in Huang Peng's place.

Seeing Huang Peng helplessly, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Brother Yan, the path of martial arts can be arrogant or arrogant, but you can't be conceited. It is humble, but it is not boneless. Whether I have a purple bronze coffin or not, it's all due to luck. With Brother Yan's qualifications, he could have stepped into the realm of Dacheng a long time ago, but he had a demonic obstacle in his heart, and he stopped at the peak of Xiaocheng for several years. ”

"Lord Huang, even if you have the Zixiao Bronze Coffin, it seems that you don't have the qualifications to call my boss on the way to martial arts! You are all trapped in the peak realm of Xiaocheng, and your words are not accurate. The little ghost on the side looked at Huang Peng's old-fashioned appearance, and suddenly felt unhappy in his heart, and spoke.

"Little ghost, don't be unreasonable. Lord Huang, I have been taught. Yan Qing closed his eyes as he spoke, and the aura that was originally the peak of Xiaocheng Realm actually began to grow slowly at this moment!