"Bang Dang"

The bronze ancient coffin above the Nine Heavens emitted a clear trembling sound, which made Zhang Yang and the others all feel cold. Solved the middle-aged demon road, there won't be another old zongzi......

With a stiff twisted neck, Zhang Yang couldn't help but set his eyes on the Nine Heavens, and at the same time silently recited the names of the gods and Buddhas in his heart.

"Gollum ......"

Most of the bronze coffin was opened, and the brilliance of the sky reappeared, and the fairy aura was full of color. All kinds of patterns are presented, all of which are ancient characters, which are difficult to understand. It fills every corner of the void and blooms with immeasurable brilliance.

The bronze coffin has been opened!

"Whew......"

A low dragon groan sounded from the ancient coffin, and a green dragon composed of green smoke rushed out and dissipated between heaven and earth.

And as the green smoke disappeared, Zhang Yang felt a little strange, but it was unclear what it was. It's like being depressed by a busy life, climbing up the mountain and seeing the endless world suddenly open up.

"The resentment is gone." Compared with Zhang Yang, Yaoxi's feeling is more thorough.

"The dragon vein is also dead." The light in Xiang Xiange's eyes dissipated, and he said lightly, and strode towards the bronze ancient coffin.

The dragon is resentful, and even though it has not yet fully grown, it has begun to hate all living beings. That invisible aura affected Zhang Yang and several people, like a sharp knife hanging above his head.

The dragon vein died, and the resentment naturally dissipated. And judging from the vision that came from the bronze coffin just now, the dragon vein should have died with the people buried there.

Now that the resentment has dissipated, this depressed feeling will naturally disappear. Come to think of it, it takes millions of years to transform from a dragon vein into a real dragon, but it turns out to be a wedding dress and resurrect a dead man.

How does this make the dragon vein not resentful? With the opportunity to open the coffin this time, it dissipates with the person who wants to take away its creation, and it is also the last fight of this dragon vein.

The crisis that I felt earlier was the dragon vein that generated resentment? Or is it something in this ancient coffin?

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Yang had to thank the middle-aged Taoist for blocking the disaster for a few of them. The ancient coffin's defense means to activate the dragon vein were like firewalls, and the Zhang Yang people and middle-aged Daoists were like viruses.

It's just that the threat of the middle-aged Daoist is far greater than that of Zhang Yang, and the priority is naturally higher, so in the end, the green dragon will choose to attack the middle-aged Daoist.

Stepping on the Nine Heavens again, this time the pitch-black scabbard in the dantian did not move again, only a bronze ancient coffin lay quietly on it. Zhang Yang looked inward, only to see a cloud of chaos and confusion, surging, indescribable mystery, wanting people to find out.

There is a human form faintly in the chaotic aura, this should be where the body used to be, but now it has been transformed under the attack of the dragon vein, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

After a while, even the human form was no longer visible, and only a piece of chaos flowed in the coffin, like a small world. And in this chaotic world, there are faint treasures, scriptures, and they disappear with brilliance.

Suddenly, two rays of light shot out from this chaotic world, one gold and one silver entangled and flew towards the void. The bronze ancient coffin trembled, and the chaos inside was surging, like an ocean about to rush out.

"Bang Dang"

Most of the coffin lid was lifted and closed again, and the bronze coffin finally stabilized. The walls of the coffin were smooth, and the bronze flowed with brilliant colors, flashing an ancient symbol, slowly absorbing all the overflowing chaotic qi.

"Bang", "Bang"

Two sounds of breaking the air came out, and Yao Xi and Xiang Xiangge had already rushed into the air, heading straight for the two rays of light that flew out of the bronze ancient coffin. Looking at the two, Zhang Yang couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart, he can't fly......

But not being able to fly doesn't mean you can't grab it, I saw Zhang Yang's legs bent, Yuan Li gathered on the soles of his feet and stepped on it violently, and a wave of air exploded Zhang Yang rushed up like a rocket. In mid-air, he cast the Hanging Star Relay, and continued to fly up, only to catch up with Yao Xi and Xiang Xiange in an instant, and even faintly exceeded a small section.

"Miscellaneous", Xiang Xiangge raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised, and his expression showed incomparable seriousness. Even if he doesn't say it, he still cares extremely much about Zhang Yang killing a middle-aged Taoist once.

Then let's divide the victory and defeat in this snatch, miscellaneous.

The two runes reflected each other in their eyes, and if they looked closely, they were absorbed by Xiang Xiangge by Xiang Tingge that had grown on the Yin and Yang Creation Fruit before. The two beams of light seemed to cut through time and space, shining on the two rays of gold and silver, fixing them in the void.

This gold, silver, and two things, it was a page of golden paper and a silver treasure mirror, which trembled uncontrollably after being fixed by Xiang Xiangge, and the treasure light overflowed and struggled violently. The golden pattern under his feet extended directly to the two treasures, like a ladder. In the blink of an eye, Xiang Qingge had already appeared on the other side, and his golden palm was reaching towards the two treasures.

"The thundering carriage, the gap between the spinning wheels, this thing has a cluster of light and is divided into six, sixty-one of the bound paths, and six rods of light!"

In a hurry, Zhang Yang couldn't care about the previous revolutionary friendship, and six pillars of light burst out from his fingers and imprisoned Xiang Tiange's waist. Instantly, he stepped out as if the front foot and the back heel were on Xiang Xiang's song, and his hand flashed with a blue and white light and grabbed it.

"Poof"

With a soft sound, even the ghost path that was fully chanted, the ancient characters imprinted around the golden armor shone brightly, and they turned into crumbs and scattered. A white wave of light rippled in all directions centered on Xiang Xiangge, each ripple created by a concussive ability.

"Nine Yao Seal the Heavens!"

Yaoxi below let out a proud shout, and nine ancient characters appeared around Xiang Qinge like stars abruptly, like an ancient star field flickering. In the space formed by these nine ancient characters, Xiang Qingge couldn't help frowning, and a strange force actually stuck him and those shock ripples inside.

Zhang Yang also took advantage of this opportunity to grab the golden page of paper, like the texture of metal. It is also strange to say that the golden page, which was originally struggling in the light of Xiang Xiang's singing eyes, did not move at all as soon as he started it. Zhang Yang just wanted to continue to reach out and put away the silver mirror, but Xiang Xiangge, who was trapped by Yaoxi, was like a big sun releasing endless divine light.

"Get out!"

The nine ancient characters exploded, and the strong wind blew Zhang Yang away. Every rune that appeared around Xiang Xiang's song had a glow of light circulating, and the sound of scripture chanting sounded, as if each rune was connected to a divine kingdom. The golden palm waved down, like lightning grabbing the silver mirror.

Helping up Yaoxi, who had fallen to the ground, and Xu Xuan and the three of them were in a triangle, looking at Xiang Xiangge, who was based in the void, Zhang Yang's heart couldn't help but sink. The domineering aura that swept the sky, the gaze as sharp as a blade, like the golden yuan force surging in the waves, as if a volcano that was about to erupt pressed on the hearts of several people.