"The heavenly coffin was born, not everyone can touch it!" An old man's voice suddenly sounded, and then an old man in a purple robe appeared in front of everyone.

"Purple Pole Dao Gate!" The old monk of the Heavenly Buddha Sect was extremely vigilant.

I saw that the body of the old man of the so-called Purple Pole Dao Gate instantly bloomed with purple light, and a purple gold divine sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Turning his hand and slashing towards the Buddha net, for a while, the purple glow was shining, the light was intertwined, and the brilliant purple light suddenly cut the Buddha net.

"The old man of the Purple Pole Dao Sect, what do you mean!" The old monk looked at the purple qi flowing around and said in a deep voice.

However, the old man of the Purple Pole Dao Gate did not answer the old monk's question, but instead pointed at the flying sword and slashed at the undead dragon, and for a moment the purple light shot out, but this blow was a little terrifying, and the undead dragon was difficult to move for a while.

"My Purple Pole Dao Sect is a small world righteous path master, and the heavenly coffin should be in charge of my Purple Pole Dao Sect!" The old man of the Purple Pole Dao Sect smiled calmly, and finally showed a hint of a smile.

"Ziji Daomen, this heavenly coffin is not something you can control." Bai Fan sneered.

"Oh, junior, you seem to look down on me Purple Pole Dao Sect in your tone?" The old man of the Purple Pole Dao Sect said angrily.

"The Three Realms are separated, and the Purple Pole Dao Gate has lost the support of the Ziwei Emperor, do you still think it is the Purple Pole Dao Gate back then? Besides, even Emperor Ziwei wants to give me some face, what are you? Bai Fan said coldly.

At this time, a dull sound came from the coffin at the wellhead again, echoing Zhang Sanfeng's state of mind.

This time, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have been prepared, and he used the Confucian mental method, and the Haoran righteousness in the sea of knowledge suddenly overflowed with a trace of white light, flowing to all parts of his body, making him feel a lot better in an instant, not as painful as the previous times.

"Brother Sanfeng, what's wrong with you?" Pan Jinlian had already noticed Zhang Sanfeng's abnormality at this time and asked.

"For some reason, I always have a feeling of lingering feelings, as if there is something in this coffin that is closely related to me." Zhang Sanfeng frowned.

Zhang Sanfeng realized that only he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart beating faster, so he began to pay attention to it and found that those monks and strange beasts did not respond.

It's just that Bai Fan seemed to tremble involuntarily a few times, and then his body stiffened and was affected.

This made Zhang Sanfeng quite surprised, he really seemed to have some special connection with Bai Fan.

Zhang Sanfeng heard several heartbeats one after another, and the time interval seemed to be getting shorter and shorter, at this time, he saw that the magma of the ancient well was suddenly surging, and one after another fires rose into the sky, and the night seemed to turn into day in an instant.

At this time, the magma surging and flowing out from the ancient wellhead, and the heavenly coffin floated directly in the air, exuding a powerful breath.

There are already many monks standing around the ancient well at this moment, there are demon races, human races, and even some legendary races are here. The body of the Purple Pole Dao Sect person all bloomed with purple brilliance, and he slowly took a small step forward.

On the other side, several demon clans had also abandoned their demon bodies and turned into human forms at this time, looking at everyone vigilantly. The demon clan also stepped forward at the same time, but they didn't dare to take the lead. A few other monks stared intently at the coffin.

Among them, the girl of the Feather Clan, waving her wings and flying in the air, shouted at everyone: "Outsiders, you have gone too far, the land of the Holy Clan is not a place that you can easily set foot in, you already have a small world, and now you are coming to the territory of our Holy Clan to compete for the Heavenly Coffin, do you want to provoke disputes?" ”

Not far away, I only heard the old monk say: "Amitabha, good and good, the donor's words are bad, and the spiritual treasure should be obtained by those who are destined." ”

Listening to the words, a two-meter-tall giant man laughed happily, and said in a deep voice: "What a fateful person gets, but this fateful person is not you, if you insist on going your own way and want to get involved in this heavenly coffin, don't blame us for being ruthless!" ”

The head of the Purple Pole Dao Sect and several Supreme Elders were not afraid, and one of them stepped forward and said, "This heavenly coffin was originally the thing of the Emperor of my human race, and now that the treasure has appeared, it is reasonable for me to come here to find an opportunity, why not?" ”

"Joke! This piece of heaven and earth is the place where my holy dwelling, so naturally you can't wait to come here to grab the treasure! Another Feather Clan boy beside the Feather Clan girl snorted coldly.

interests, there seems to be no eternal friendship in this world.

"This is the former residence of my human race, and it was just for you to live here." A Terran monk's words were calm, but between the lines they were terrifying.

"In the eternal era, all the clans cut down the sky, and my holy clan took the lead, took the lead in attacking the original god realm, suffered heavy losses, and then withdrew from the general trend stage, this land of extinction is the land that the power of all races promised to me in the holy race, what do you want?" The Feather Clan girl spoke in a low tone.

"This ......"

Just when everyone's discussion was in full swing, the heavenly coffin rose to the sky.

"Damn it!" Everyone shot at the same time almost at the same moment.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't shoot directly, although the heavenly coffin is moving, but even if you grab it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get rid of it, rather than directly becoming everyone's enemy, it is better to be the last yellow bird.

The Yu monks were even more angry, only to see them sacrifice their magic weapons in parts, and even a young man of the Yu clan took out a carved arrow from the quiver on his back and put it on the bowstring.

Those monks who just wanted to step forward to collect the heavenly coffin were instantly stopped.

But seeing a dazzling purple light suddenly erupt from the bow, a terrifying momentum emerged from the young man of the Yu clan, and those who wanted to speculate were instantly frightened, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"It's ...... Sky Split!? It's inconceivable how the legendary Skybreaker Bow could be in your hands. The old monk was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it. At this time, almost everyone felt a sense of unease.

The young man of the Yu clan gently let go of the bowstring, but the bow and arrow turned into a purple light and flew forward.

The purple light arrow came out of the string, turning into a purple dragon dragging a long purple afterimage, and the wind came at a gallop, and a monk closest to the heavenly coffin was directly pierced through the chest.

No one dared to ignore the power of the Sky Splitting Bow.

For some reason, Bai Fan seemed to be very concerned about the heavenly coffin, and saw Bai Fan directly refining the ring knife, and the blade exuded a strange light.

"Slash!" Everywhere the black sword passed, the spear was broken and the halberd was broken, and the broken blade was flying.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and powerful power fluctuations were surging away in the courtyard centered on him.

How powerful this knife is, Zhang Sanfeng understands it with a slight feeling.

Almost everyone's attention is now focused on the coffin.

"One Sword Shura!"

Bai Fan slapped it with a knife, the sword was surging, and the deep power of the demonic qi was really amazing.