Ning Bei is here, how can he watch Tang Jingyun die in vain.

Xie An turned his head and exclaimed: "Lord Beiwang, you should be able to see how it is possible for a coffin to give birth to such a domineering corpse poisonous evil qi, even if a king-level person is invaded by evil qi, he will also go to half a life!" ”

An outbreak of corpse poison.

Longhu Mountain, Zhengyi Sect Heavenly Master is not even.

Ning Bei snapped his fingers and chuckled, his toes tapped the ground, and his thin body jumped up, twenty meters high in the air.

Black bronzed unicorn robe dances!

Xie An frowned deeply, knowing that Ning Bei had injuries in his body, facing this corpse poison and this cold power.

His injuries are bound to recur!

Ningbei crossed the sky, did not move the Beiwang knife, but stepped on the sky, rose in the wind, and moved his thin lips slightly: "the way of heaven, turn the two instruments, give birth to yin and yang, and respond to the edict!" ”

At this moment, Ningbei was dressed in white, with red lips and white teeth, handsome, holy as a god!

I said it at the beginning.

Ningbei was in Liangshan that year, creating the eight skills of the king!

Now, it's one of them.

Just one word.

Technique!

Eight skills of the king, word skills.

Ancient martial arts have a long heritage, and at their peak, they arose along with the cultivation of other side sects.

One of the techniques is the most mysterious and terrifying.

If you want to cultivate, you need an extremely terrifying talent.

It's not like Gu Wu, it's just a person who can cultivate.

And one of the arts, you need talent.

Qimen Dunjia is a technique.

Four elephant gossip, for the art!

One of the veins of art can be traced back to the Warring States period.

In ancient times, it was Taoism that pushed the pulse of art to glory!

The three teachings are the first, but it is not a joke.

At this moment, Ningbei is like a god.

The domineering corpse is poisonous and murderous, and it doesn't touch for a moment.

Xie An retreated in horror, not daring to contaminate the breath on Ning Bei's body, which would hurt him.

This moment.

Xie An said in disbelief: "Taiyi Demon Slaying Technique?!" ”

"Who the hell are you!"

Xie An was a little frightened.

Taoism, a vein of art, a secret art that has been lost for thousands of years.

Now, reappearing in the world!

Taiyi Demon Slaying Technique!

The full name is Taiyi Pulling Sin Demon Talisman.

Ningbei actually mastered it.

At this moment, the outpouring of corpse poison and murderous aura can make the king-level figure fall.

Ning Bei fell in the center of the outbreak, and his toes lightly stepped on the coffin lid, and the evil qi could not touch his body for half a minute.

His thin lips moved slightly: "Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law; The law is born from the heart, and it is endless, Taiyi Tianzun, anxious as the law! ”

"The universe is endless, the wind and thunder are ordered!"

"The dragon fights in the wilderness, and all directions are destroyed!"

"Taiyi Killing Order, Edict!"

……

Ningbei is like a god, standing with his hands in his hands.

The seven-foot thin body bears a sense of greatness.

He is like a young hero.

Taiyi Demon Slaying Technique!

Today, it shines brightly.

The black evil qi spread to the earth pit, and it was swept away in an instant, and there was nothing left.

Tang Jingyun, who was lying in the pit, was teary-eyed and looked aggrieved.

Just now, he almost died!

The coffin at Ningbei's feet exploded in an instant!

With one kick, crush it into sawdust.

There were no corpses inside, only a piece of black wood, faintly exuding a cold power.

And through the coffin, there is a black iron chain with the thickness of an arm, buried deep in the ground, and now it appears in front of everyone.

Ning Bei stretched out his hand and threw Tang Jingyun and Wei Sen back to the ground.

The audience was silent.

Xie An muttered: "Taiyi Demon Slaying Technique, complete technique, you are a warlock!" ”

The ancient warlock, the inheritance has long been severed!

The warlock is already dead.

Fifteen hundred years have passed since the inheritance was broken!

Why is the lineage severed?

Yin and Yang people are in the same vein, and they are indispensable.

Warlocks and them are mortal enemies!

Ning Bei's sharp eyes were like electricity, looking around the pit, this is a tremor!

Xie An's face changed wildly, and what he was most worried about still happened.

In this underground, more than one coffin is buried.

How could just a coffin give birth to such a big evil spirit.

Almost at this moment.

Bianjing Earthquake Network hurriedly issued an announcement.

In the direction of Bianjing New District, there was a small earthquake of magnitude 2.1, and there were no casualties for the time being.

The specific reason is under investigation!

The announcement of this news made the people of Bianjing feel extremely surprised.

They are the Central Plains.

There has not been an earthquake in hundreds of years.

What does this sudden earthquake mean?

But the accident occurred here in Ningbei.

The previously broken black coffin, pierced by iron chains, was buried deep in the ground.

With just one coffin, it is definitely not enough to nurture this kind of domineering corpse poison.

In other words, the coffin I saw was just an appearance!

Xie An said before that there is a big secret here.

Behind this secret, there is a catastrophe.

Dragon and Tiger are teaching the Heavenly Master to go down the mountain, and they can't solve the big trouble.

Now, once it broke out!

There was a faint tremor of the ground, and cracks appeared around the earthen pit.

On the cracked ground, a black chain was faintly visible, faintly emitting corpse poison.

The direction of the black iron chain underground, tracing the cracks in the ground, can see the black coffin that was destroyed earlier, and it is only one of them.

Now on the ground, a cloud of black corpse poison and evil qi emitted through the cracks.

In the radial area, the wind is gusting, and the evil atmosphere is pervasive.

Under each black corpse poisonous aura, it is very likely that there is a Yin Locust wooden coffin hidden.

The coffin is not one.

It's as many as a hundred!

No wonder Xie An asked Wei Sen to stop and fill in the soil to seal this place.

It seems that this place does hide a shocking secret.

Hundreds of coffins are buried in the ground, afraid that they have a history of hundreds of years, and it is not until today that they have not seen the light of day.

The evil breath in a coffin is terrifying.

Now, how amazing the evil spirit contained in the coffin should be!

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands and chuckled: "What a big stroke, with a hundred coffins as a array, buried on the ground, a little destruction, a hundred coffins broke out, and the king was placed in it, and he would also be killed and injured!" ”

"Lord Beiwang, if the disaster in this place is detonated, it will affect at least 100,000 people!"

Xie An reminded faintly.

Now the evil spirit of the hundred coffins has not completely exploded.

There is also the possibility of repression!

In other words, it's too late to stop.

Ningbei smiled like a spring breeze: "The prosperous world that I am guarding in Ningbei must not be evil!" ”

One sentence reveals the attitude.

Xie An's scalp was numb, and he persuaded: "Hundreds of coffins are arrayed, each of them is sealed with corpse poison and evil qi, once it erupts, the evil qi will affect the entire new area, and everyone will die!" ”

"What?"

Du Jian was an ordinary person, and his face was pale.

He doesn't want to die!

I didn't expect the coffin to be dug up so terrible.

It's like a ticking time bomb.

Once triggered, everyone present will die.

At the same time, the matter here has finally attracted the attention of all parties.

It is impossible for the Central Plains General Group to sit by, after receiving the news.

Zhang Zhongyuan, the sword of the Central Plains, personally led the elites of all departments of the general group to rush to the Bianjing New Area.

This incident can already be classified as an A1 emergency special public event!

Ordinary people can't solve it, they can only rely on the special operations group.

Zhang Zhongyuan walked vigorously, led the general group of 100 people, stepped forward and bent over: "Military master!" ”