Lu Chen was completely ruthless this time, and even the primordial true self was used, but the ancient coffin was still towering and unmoving, as if it had been like this for eternity.

"Shhhh......h

At this time, even Ming still and the others were not calm, with the combat power of Lu Chen's explosion, it was enough to attack the God King, but he couldn't help but have a coffin, which was incredible.

Not only that, he didn't even shake the slightest bit, and the ancient coffin didn't move from beginning to end, as if it had taken root, rooted in the darkness.

"This is trouble!" Lu Chen's face was gloomy, his expression solemn, "If you can't open this coffin, I'm afraid the nine great god kings will all fall into the vast sea of space." ”

"What should I do?" The women were all dumbfounded, they couldn't even open Lu Chen, let alone think about it.

"Boom!"

The battle in the main hall was still continuing, the holy son of the Spirit Sword Gate danced with a long sword in his hand, opening the way with a sword, the sword was like a dragon, piercing through the void, moving forward with difficulty, and approaching the divine platform little by little.

On the other side, the heirs of the Beast King Building were bathed in divine light, casting a strong demon magic, and the terrible demon power was raging, rolling forward, every hair was crystal like divine iron, step by step, and it was equally difficult to walk.

At this juncture, the Nine Heavenly God Kings of the Three Clans are missing, and only the heirs of the major inheritances take the lead to compete for the things on the Divine Platform.

Whoever can pass at the first time will basically belong to his own bag.

This is also a test for them, and it will be clear here who will be the king of the younger generation in the spirit world in the future.

Everyone in the heirs of the major lineages has no reservations, and they have applied what they have learned and moved forward with difficulty.

The Spirit Clan's Ancient Teng Country, Shiling Mountain, the Terran Terran's Imperial Sword Villa, the Eight Desolation City, the Demon Clan's Thousand Bird Family, the Beast King Tower, and other outstanding heirs are all in action.

The heirs of the ancient vine country turned into an old vine, and the vines covered the sky and the sun, like a long dragon breaking through the sky, breaking through the pressure from the Shentai and stepping forward.

The heir of Shiling Mountain was dressed in stone armor, and the whole person was like a moving fortress, slowly pressing forward.

The number of people in the Imperial Sword Villa is the smallest, only one of them, but he alone is better than thousands of troops, and as soon as the Imperial Sword Magic comes out, ten thousand swords are fired together, tearing apart all the obstacles in front of him, and moving forward with difficulty.

The descendant of the king of the Eight Desolate City, dressed in a white robe, with snow-white sideburns, seems to be full of the vicissitudes of sleep through the ages, as if there are sun, moon and stars sinking in it, it is hard to imagine how a young man's eyes can reveal so many things.

There is no overflow of qi, no majestic momentum, but there is an invisibly convincing peerless demeanor.

He controls a big seal, walks slowly, and his style is peerless, which is much easier than everyone else.

Except for these few, no one is competing with them, and they are all following behind them, with difficulty.

"Giggles, little man, no one is in my way now, I'm going to go and grab the treasure first, I'll see you later!" Seeing the scene in the main hall, the butterfly's eyes rolled, smiled, turned around and left, and rushed into the main hall.

Along the way, the dozen or so saints who were repelled by Ming still avoided her like snakes and scorpions, hiding far away, which shows that her prestige should not be underestimated, and even the saints are afraid of her like a tiger.

The flower butterfly swaggered over like this, treating the saints as if they were nothing.

A hundred flowers bloom at her feet, flowers appear at her feet, competing for beauty, flowers and butterflies are naked and jade-footed, stepping forward, every step falls, there are hundreds of flowers blooming, each flower contains endless sword intent, so that countless people avoid it.

"The Hundred Flowers Sword Technique is worthy of its name!" Nan Rumeng looked at the figure of the flower butterfly and muttered to herself.

"Get out of here!"

The flower butterfly willow eyebrows are upside down, the jade fingers are tapped, the void flowers are in full bloom, and endless petals are falling, each petal is extremely strong, containing terrifying sword intent, making everyone nearby retreat.

In the blink of an eye, the flower butterfly has gone hand in hand with the heirs of the major inheritances.

"This guy is a bit scary, he's a dangerous person!" Xia Qianqian watched the flower butterfly show her might, and her heart was shocked.

Once upon a time, when his great-ancestor Fenglin Demon Emperor was alive, she was also so arrogant, treating everyone as ants, her eyes were above the top, and her eyes were empty.

"Boom!"

The divine platform vibrated and fell down the chaotic qi of the Dao Dao, causing the surrounding space to become distorted, forming a specific force field.

At this moment, everyone who rushed to the front was frozen, it was almost impossible to move a step, and everyone was restrained.

At this moment, the divine platform erupted with wisps of imperial power, vast as the ocean, and the nine realms were violent, as if an emperor was recovering, and the imperial power swept through the Liuhe Eight Desolations, making everyone present pale.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

At this moment, the huge ancient coffin that had been silent for eternity trembled, and the endless patterns imprinted on it slowly lit up, and suddenly a terrifying divine power swept out.

"Click!"

Tightly there was a wisp of breath, and the void around the ancient coffin was immediately annihilated, and chaotic air currents emerged one after another, falling down from the ancient coffin.

"It's not good, retreat!" Lu Chen's eyes were quick, and when this breath overflowed, he immediately led everyone to retreat, stopping in the distance, his eyes flashing, and he looked at the ancient coffin fixedly.

The wisp of breath just now was even more terrifying than that of the Great Emperor, and with the information in Lu Chen's eternal memory, this breath was at least the Peak Emperor of the Nine Ranks, and he had already touched the edge of the word immortal, which could be called "half immortal".

Lu Chen was also in a cold sweat, no wonder the system kept reminding himself that this place was dangerous, it turned out that there was a half-immortal coffin here.

You must know that although Lu Chen has the accumulation of the master of the eternal system and the means are endless, but the accumulation is the martial arts giants, even the great emperors who have been cultivated, and the back hands left by some heaven and earth secrets, in the face of a half-immortal, his back hand is less than five fingers, and it may not be successful.

This is not a good sign, Lu Chen touched his nose.

"What's that?" Suddenly, Ming still pointed to the side of the ancient coffin and exclaimed.

Lu Chen and everyone's eyes shrank, and their expressions changed drastically.

It was a shadow, blurry from afar, melted into the darkness, and if you didn't look closely, you really couldn't see it.

The shadow was tightly on the back, but it gave everyone a great pressure, which was very strange, but real.

Everyone couldn't move at this moment.

No, it's not that they don't want to move, but the moment the shadow appeared, everyone was suppressed by a mysterious force, including Lu Chen.

The three laws of space, time, and nothingness, which he was so proud of, were all imprisoned at this moment.

"Alas!"

A sigh sounded, as if it had come from eternity, very ethereal, but everywhere.

"The emperor is dead, the king is dead, the immortals are falling, the gods and demons are falling, and the heavens and the earth are shattered......!"

At this moment, a word sounded between heaven and earth, ethereal parting, and the voice was high and low.