Seeing that I was depressed, Han Lian comforted me softly and said, don't always worry about this matter, I have my own way.

I knew she was comforting me, if there was a way, she would never go to the end of the Yin River to find someone to help, this is not her style.

And to be able to invite this mysterious woman, I don't know what she agreed to the other party's request.

After Han Lian finished speaking, she seemed to be a little tired, tilted her head and gently leaned on my shoulder, and I hurriedly reached out to hug her. The woman stared at us without blinking, and after a while she suddenly said, "The timing of my attack is a little wrong right now, but since I have to do it, I will try to buy you some time." There is only one king in the Pure Spirit Realm.

I frowned, she meant that Bai Yu Zhenjun and Xiaoyaosan would not let go?

At the moment, I can't see her cultivation, but when Han Lian invited her to come, she must have the strength to kill the saints, and my mood is relaxed.

But Han Lian shook his head and said, if you make a move, the Beihai sect will not be convinced, you only need to kill the five manifestations in the upper realm, and by the way, clear the five mountains to prevent them from being in the lower realm.

The mysterious woman nodded, following Han Lian's arrangement. However, it can be heard from her words that she still has concerns about making a move now.

When the bronze coffin was opened, it had already arrived at the door of the house, the lights inside were brilliant, and there was a noise from time to time, which showed that the ring during the day had won, otherwise Chen Hao and they would not have the heart to celebrate.

Seeing this scene, I think that Hanlian still didn't let them know about the accident, otherwise the entire Shiao Mountain would be lifeless and in a bad mood.

The lid of the coffin opened, and I went ashore with Hanlian, and the mysterious woman lay down, and when the lid of the coffin was about to close, she also took a breath hard and said, The taste of little men is pure, unlike those stinky men.

When the words fell, the coffin of the Soul Gathering had been covered.

Hanlian's little nose wrinkled, and muttered, why does everyone have to talk about my husband when they see me?

Her voice was small, but I could hear her.

I pretended not to hear, and Han Lian didn't say anything, beckoning gently, the giant soul coffin came ashore, but it didn't get smaller, and I carried it back directly.

When they got home, Jian Lingxiao and the others all surrounded them.

Han Lian was afraid of being disturbed, so I carried the bronze coffin to my courtyard and his yard, and recruited him to take care of it.

He didn't look at people on weekdays, but when he came to the bronze coffin, his body was trembling, and his hair was clinging to his body, crawling like a dog.

I took the opportunity to say, don't think that you are an ancient divine beast and think it is amazing, in Shiwa Mountain, there are many people who can clean you up.

The rebellious ancient beast, if you want it to completely surrender, you need to wear off its arrogance a little bit.

There were a few low whimpering sounds in his throat, as if in response.

I didn't bother to talk to a brute, so I turned back and said to the people blocking the door, all of them rest, and tomorrow there will be a big gift for the people of the Upper Realm and the North Sea.

Jian Lingxiao and the others seemed to notice something, and they all looked at the bronze coffin a few more times, but they didn't ask.

When the crowd was empty, the chief butler entered my room with Hanlian, and from time to time someone brought in a wooden bed, and it was installed in a few minutes. After the next person left, the chief housekeeper frowned slightly and said, is it too early to alarm her now?

Han Lian said, we can ignore the five spirits of the Five Dao Mountains, but these are the five manifestations, no matter how they are, they will grow, and when we want to manage them, we have no ability.

The chief butler didn't say much when he heard this, and brought me some food.

Early the next morning, the younger generation of Xuanmen under the leadership of Chen Hao and Wang Fatzi had long been impatient, because Han Lian was injured, I didn't mix with them for a few days, I don't know what kind of calculation they played.

But seeing that Wang Fatzi is full of spring breeze, he knows that nothing will happen.

Han Lian and I waited for everyone to pass before they passed, and the strange thing was that she didn't let me bring the Soul Gathering Coffin, probably because she wanted to surprise the five manifestations.

When we arrived, all the people from overseas had also arrived, and their momentum was high, and they already knew that the people from the upper realm were manifested.

The eyes of the five saints fell on Han Lian from afar, and we just walked to the front, and the person holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree said in a strange manner, it seems that our empress still has to shirk today and dare not fight.

Han Lian really has no intention or intention of fighting, everyone can see it.

Chen Hao and Wang Fatzi were about to go back when they heard the words, but Han Lian gently raised her hand to stop them from coaxing, and said lightly, no matter what you say, you are also a saint, a person with status, and some words are very lost.

Han Lian said a word, and Chen Hao and Wang Fatzi responded to it, but the two cheeky people quickly echoed and said, yes, my sister-in-law's words make sense, we are people with status and status, and there is no need to elevate ourselves by belittling others, not to mention that uncle, I stand here, and my temperament is higher than yours.

The faces of the five people from the upper realm were gloomy, but if they were saying something sarcastic, then they would really answer Han Lian's words.

The carefree people wanted to make a round, and said with a smile, since this is the case, then don't talk nonsense, speak with strength in the ring.

As soon as his voice fell, the manifestation led by him fell into the ring, and the Qibao Miaoshu Shu unfolded, and the glow suddenly enveloped him, glanced at the people in the Xuanmen, and turned back to Han Lian and said, Please.

Han Lian didn't move, he couldn't wait to say again, if you really don't dare, it's simple, just open your mouth and admit defeat.

Seeing that Han Lian didn't move, everyone in the Xuanmen suddenly became nervous, especially Jian Lingxiao, who knew the situation, and the nervousness was completely written on their faces.

Han Lian saw that the people in Xuanmen were also nervous, so she said lukewarmly, I have also prepared a gift, and the five of you will come down together to receive it, so as to save trouble.

I pondered it in my heart, and more and more I felt that Han Lian was thinking about the problem for a long time.

Her strength has been greatly reduced after her hand injury, and there is no other voice under Xuanmen at the moment, but it will be impossible to say after some time. She's here to deter together.

After Han Lian's words were finished, he turned to face the people of the Xuanmen Gate and told them all to retreat.

The impact of Tu Xiansheng's eruption was definitely not something that the small formation on the edge of the ring could stop. The people on the Xuanmen side were slightly stunned, and after reacting, they left one after another.

The Manifestation in the ring frowned slightly, realizing that things had changed, and beckoned to the other four, who were also unambiguous, and all fell into the ring.

When the overseas monks saw that they were going to make a move, they all retreated, leaving only the loose people to watch closely.

Seeing that the five people had already come down, Han Lian said, "Your gifts are here, take them."

As soon as the words fell, the Soul Gathering Coffin fell from the sky, rolling up a large cloud, and the time arrived in the blink of an eye, directly sweeping the five people.

The five of them were still waiting for Han Lian to come on the field, and when they saw the Soul Gathering Coffin suddenly flying, their faces changed suddenly. The people who were loose and scattered thought it was Hanlian's parents, and their scattered hair flew up in an instant, and they escaped at a very fast speed, and said to the five demonstrats in the air, Daoist friends don't need to worry, they can't kill ......

The words of the free and scattered people came to an abrupt end, because there was a saint who was hit by the bronze coffin, and his body exploded directly, and the soul of the saint flew out, condensing his body in the void, he was a young man, staring at me and Han Lian coldly, and said, On the day the gate is opened, you two will be killed.

However, before his words fell, the soul gathering coffin opened, and a white hand stretched out from it, and that hand grabbed it in the air, and there was no phantom manifestation, but the ancient word "Ling" on the back of the hand was glowing, and a terrifying aura suddenly imprisoned the saint's soul.

The man didn't even have a chance to react, and the soul light exploded and turned into nothingness.

I chuckled inwardly and stared at the sky. Han Lian saw my concern and reminded me that they were manifestations, that the Holy Tattoo would not open the Witch Realm, and that a Saint could wipe out the Sacred Tattoo by killing a Saint, and that he would not be afraid of exile.

I was relieved to hear this.

The mysterious woman slew an apparition, and the frightened people jumped directly into the void, not knowing where to run.

In the few seconds of delay, the four demonstrators in the ring also reacted, and the glow flew out, wanting to use the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to take away the bronze coffin.

At this time, the mysterious woman also flew out, her hands were raised, and the word "Ling" on the back of her hand kept flashing, as if she could really command everything, and the light on the Qibao Miao Tree suddenly dimmed.

The saint made a move, and the breath control was very accurate, but the breath that traveled within a radius of hundreds of meters, each one was enough to kill the half-saint in an instant, and at this time, the earth within a hundred meters of the ring was like a pot of boiling water, which was terrifying.

The four saints shot out and attacked the mysterious woman at the same time, causing her body to stagnate slightly, and her breath was suppressed for half a second, but the two words in her pupils glowed, and the blue sky suddenly became dark, but the sun on the horizon was even brighter.

The four Manifestation Saints of the Upper Realm showed extreme horror on their faces, and the person at the head exclaimed, You are the ghost of Jiuyang, how is it possible, how can you still be alive......

The voice stopped abruptly, his spiritual aperture was broken, and the saint's soul inside flew out and was devoured by the mysterious woman.

The remaining three Manifestations were already frightened and trembling all over.

The saint was so frightened that he trembled, and this was the first time I had seen such a thing.

But when I heard them shout out the ghosts of the nine yangs, what I thought of was Wu De, nine yangs and nine yin, the two poles of the world.

The extreme yang is yin, and the extreme yin is yang. It's just that they are both polarities, and Wu De's cultivation is weak to the dust.

The mysterious woman didn't give the three of them much chance to talk, and just wiped them out.

The five demonstras were beheaded, as if they had offended something, and a thunderbolt appeared in the sky, one after another, as if it was about to tear open the void, and after a few seconds, the blood-colored veins manifested, cracking a huge gap.

Behind the rift a realm appeared, and a glowing figure stood inside the entrance, wanting the nether. But there was a force that kept imprisoning him and not letting him come out.

Roar.

An angry roar came out of his mouth, the earth and rocks exploded, the trees shattered, and the sky changed color, unable to withstand his breath.

Little Sage.

Han Lian's eyes were scorching with blood, staring at the open gap in the upper realm.

Xiao Sheng couldn't come down after many attempts, his eyes were like electricity, sweeping towards me and Han Lian across a time and space, his words were cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, Slaughtering my people will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes.

The mysterious woman also stared into the void, and before Xiao Sheng's words were finished, an ancient "order" word flew out of her left eye. The characters instantly enlarged after taking off, sealing the sky and suppressing the divine pattern that covered the void.

The cracked void began to close, and the little saint jumped like thunder, and scolded angrily in his mouth, a group of natives should have been wiped out back then.

Rumble.

The words glowed, shattering the divine pattern and blocking the cracks.

When the sky calmed down, the mysterious woman retracted her character and floated into the coffin as if nothing had happened.

Han Lian then told a group of monks overseas that no one would come down in the upper realm for two years.

Hearing this, the monks abroad were in a panic. For the loose people, this is equivalent to a bolt from the blue.

However, at this moment, the wind is blowing within a radius of dozens of miles, as if a strong man from the underworld is about to appear.