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With the movement of the incantation, I saw ripples in the void outside Li Qing's face, and then a dark coffin exuding a cold aura slowly drove out of the void and came to Li Qing, and was quietly suspended in the void.

I don't know what kind of material this black coffin is made of by the Qingxu Emperor, and once it appears, it will press Li Qing's hot breath as a drought god into his body, and there will be no leakage at all.

Li Qing already knew in his heart that this would happen, so there was no discoloration on his face, but with a solemn expression, he took out a drop of purple liquid smelted from the purple coffin from the Shangqing Divine Fire in front of him with a solemn expression and bounced it on the black coffin.

It was like gold and iron colliding, and in an instant, only a crisp 'bang' sound was heard.

Then I saw that the first drop of purple liquid, the moment it hit the black coffin, it was shocked by the black coffin and annihilated!

"What a black coffin!"

While Li Qing was secretly shocked in his heart, he once again picked up a drop of liquid smelted from the purple coffin and flicked it towards the black coffin.

At the same time, just in case the previous scene happened again, he also wrapped a wisp of superpure divine fire in the drop of purple liquid.

Maybe this black coffin was practiced by the Emperor of Qingxu, or maybe it was because the Shangqing Divine Fire was too domineering, this time the liquid was like a drop of ink dripping into the sea, and the moment it touched the black coffin, a small area on the black coffin was twisted, like ripples on the water surface, giving birth to ripples.

This scene only appeared for a moment, and the black coffin returned to calm.

Li Qing stared at the black coffin with wide eyes, wanting to know if the black coffin, which was fused with a drop of purple coffin liquid, would have a trace of abnormality.

As a result, the black coffin did not move, as if the previous scene was just an illusion.

"Looks like we have to keep smelting......"

Li Qing frowned slightly, and continued to move forward.

One drop!

Five drops!

Ten drops!

With the integration of the liquid of the purple coffin, a layer of light purple was finally revealed on the black coffin.

At the same time, an old voice suddenly appeared in Li Qing's mind.

"Alright, let's stop......"

As this voice sounded, the lid of the black coffin in front of Li Qing suddenly slid open to one side, and then he saw a translucent figure wearing a purple robe An old man slowly floated up from the coffin.

The hem of the robe seemed to be very long, and it glowed with a strange light, and it actually illuminated the purple air of the coffin.

At this time, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Alas, a good coffin was filthy by your little doll with that purple liquid, but it's a pity that I just found this place to live, old man!"

As he spoke, Li Qing suddenly flashed to the side, his eyes showed a look of vigilance, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you in my black coffin?"

As he spoke, he kept staring at the old man suspended on the black coffin, only to see that the old man was thin and thin, with a long beard hanging down his chest, and looking at him with kindness between his eyebrows and eyes.

After hearing Li Qing's words, the old man rolled his eyes, stroked his beard and smiled: "Old man, I, I am the coffin spirit of this coffin!"

As soon as the words fell, he asked Li Qing and said, "Speaking of which, you haven't told the old man about me, who are you? Why did you get this netherworld blood coffin? Old man, my original master, is a saint of heaven!"

At the word 'master', he lowered his voice a little.

Li Qing didn't notice that something was wrong with his words, he just frowned and repeated softly, "Netherworld Blood Coffin?"

The old man's ears were very sensitive, and as soon as Li Qing's words fell, he widened his eyes and said, "You don't even know the name of this coffin?"

When Li Qing heard this, he sneered and said, "Although this coffin was given by my master, he never told me the name of this coffin!"

"Gifted by your master?"

The old man's voice raised sharply, and he frowned, "You are a saint disciple?"

Li Qing nodded when he heard this, and said, "That's right, I am one of the personal disciples of the Tongtian Saint!"

When the old man heard this, he looked at the upright divine fire in front of the black coffin. With his gaze, he naturally would not be unaware of this fire, and when he groaned for a moment, he hesitated and said: "In this case, the fire in the clouds will meet the master......

When he said this, he also lamented in his heart: "I think of the old man and me, what a person, in order to continue to survive, I have to take a little doll as the master...... Sorrow, pain......"

Li Qing didn't know what the old man in front of him was thinking, and after seeing him bow to him at this time, he nodded slowly and said, "Since you are a coffin spirit, you might as well tell me about the use of this Netherworld Blood Coffin!"

He was asking questions, but he was trying to probe.

After all, such an old man suddenly appeared from the black coffin, saying that he was the coffin spirit of the black coffin, and the Qingxu Emperor had not mentioned it to him before this, Li Qing inevitably had some doubts in his heart.

While he was thinking to himself, the old man suspended on the coffin looked at Li Qing with deep meaning, and said secretly: "Why did Tongtian accept Gu Drought God as a disciple? Could it be that this little doll is still different?"

As soon as he thought of this, he spoke: "This Netherworld Blood Coffin, the size is as desired, weighing 335,600 catties, it is a saint who takes the boundless anger of the Killing Immortal Sword and refines it in the sea of blood, as soon as the coffin lid is opened, just by reciting the magic formula, there will be a violent spirit rushing into the sky, even if Taiyi Sanxian is involved in it, it will also be wiped out in an instant, if you hold this blood coffin against the enemy's weapons, even if it is the treasure of the day after tomorrow, it will inevitably be stained by the blood on the coffin and turn into a pile of ruins!"

When he said this, he looked at Li Qing and said, "You are the god of drought, if you want to evolve to the emperor, you need to wait for thousands of lifetimes, but if you lie in this blood coffin, you can reach the world for a hundred days and thousands of days in one day!"

After Li Qing listened to his words, he immediately gasped.

He had been secretly wondering why Tongtian hadn't given him a few magic weapons.

After hearing what this cloud in the fire said, it suddenly became clear in his heart that it was not that the Tongtian Sect Master did not give it to him, but that he had already given him the most suitable magic weapon for him through the hand of the doppelganger Qingxu Emperor!

When Li Qing thought of this, he looked up at Yun Zhonghuo with a kind face, and said, "Speaking of which, why did you say that I stained the blood coffin before? Could it be that these liquids can't be blended with the blood coffin?"

When Yunzhonghuo heard this, he shook his head helplessly, and said, "Naturally, it can be fused, but your method is wrong, where is the magic weapon so refined?"

As soon as the words fell, he floated from the blood coffin to Li Qing's side, and said, "You want to merge these purple liquids into the blood coffin, come, old man, I will help you, and you will not damage such a treasure!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and flicked his fingers two feet away.

"Boom!"

Immediately, a crisp voice was heard coming from the blood coffin.

Then he saw the black light on the blood coffin, and forced out all the purple coffin liquid that Li Qing had melted into before.

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