"There are two powerhouses of the Three Realms, and a large number of Yin Yang Warlocks of the Second Realm, and they have now arrived at the place where we fought before. These two powerhouses of the Three Realms, according to my guess, are the heads of the two Qingzhou big families, and the others, I'm afraid they are the subordinates they lead, but I don't know which two families will be so intimate and act together. ”

Song Ziyang frowned and said, "Theoretically speaking, they can't catch up with us at all. ”

"Besides, even if they catch up with us, it's useless, I can easily pass through this big formation, but they can't. With their cultivation of the way of the magic circle, they will definitely not be able to fully comprehend this magic circle in a short period of time, and they will inevitably be blocked for a long time. ”

"So, you don't have to worry about it. They...... They can't catch up with us!"

After a slight pause, he said calmly.

When Chu Yidao heard this, he shook his head with a solemn expression and said, "No, I'm not talking about them. It's someone else. Or...... Not human!"

Li Shaobai was stunned for a moment, and then looked around sharply, only to feel a little chill on his back.

Although he spends his days raising yin ghosts, keeping lonely spirits and wild ghosts as companions, and also coming into contact with all kinds of mysterious witch spells, in fact, there are too many things in this world that are more terrible than yin ghosts.

Any anomaly, the unknown and horror it brings, may cost you your life.

Song Ziyang was also subconsciously stunned, and then fell silent.

After a moment, he pursed his lips and said, "That...... Let's go, speed out of here!"

The inheritance of this ancient power has been obtained by itself, and there is basically nothing left to be nostalgic about.

Then, it is also the best policy to leave quickly and return to Qingzhou.

"Want to go, it's too late!"

At this moment, a mysterious voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was eerie, cold, and had an indescribably slippery smell, like a cold viper.

Spit out a slender letter.

Moreover, this voice came from all directions, and in this dense space of coffins, it was impossible to tell where it came from.

With Chu Yidao and Song Ziyang's cultivation, they couldn't find out the exact location of that person.

This surprised Song Ziyang.

Not only can their own spirits not be able to perceive the existence of the other party.

Even the triangular jasper array flag was equally inperceptible.

This means that there are two things, one of which is that the monk who came here is not a real being.

It is a strange existence such as yin ghosts, yuan ghosts, resentful spirits, or blood spirits.

The second is that the level of life of the comer has gone beyond the scope of ordinary life.

The first case is better, but the second case is troublesome.

An existence that transcends the realm of ordinary life, that is the true Divine Immortal Buddha Demon......

Of course, this possibility is not very likely, if it is a real Divine Immortal Buddha, or even a demon god, then it is easy to be able to kill the three of them, so why pretend to be mysterious.

However, no matter what it was, it seemed to be familiar with this circle, and it was not an easy task to transmit sound in such a way that it flooded the entire space.

His face instantly became gloomy, but there was no panicked look in his eyes, and he was still calm and terrifying.

He flipped his hands, and the purple short sword was already in his hand, and at the same time, the flame mark of the purple extreme heavenly fire in his palm also began to glow with a scorching purple glow.

He was ready for battle.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, a rat with a hidden head and tail, showing up to fight with a certain one!"

He snorted coldly.

But at the same time, he quietly transmitted to the two of them: "Be ready to shoot at any time, follow me first, leave here, there is a killing array behind, let's break into it first, I know the way to crack the killing array!"

Chu Yidao instantly raised the sword, and the blood and qi around his body surged wildly, burning outside his body, forming a wall of flames.

This flame is not only ferocious, but also very defensive.

On top of the sword, there is a ruler-long sword, which is uncertain.

She was calm, and her eyes were full of fanatical fighting intent.

Looking at her appearance, Song Ziyang had no doubt that if the guy who spoke appeared, Chu Yidao would definitely slash through it with a knife between lightning and flint.

"Good. ”

Chu Yidao and Li Shaobai responded at the same time, nodding without a trace.

Song Ziyang continued to move forward, following the established safe route, walking the number of nine palaces, and preparing to leave here.

At this moment, the coffins around suddenly exploded at the same time.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Countless terrifying sounds are like landslides and earth cracks!

In an instant, the circle was activated.

Song Ziyang and the three of them instantly felt an unparalleled terrifying pressure coming from all directions.

Smack!

Especially Song Ziyang, he only felt a strong surge, and his body was directly pressed to the ground, and his face was like a big cake, sticking to the bluestone ground.

Chu Yidao and Li Shaobai were better than him, but in the end, they knelt down weakly.

Chu Yidao relied on his body and carried it for a moment.

And what Li Shaobai relies on is naturally this Donghuang Bell.

It's just that he is physically weak.

The powerful oppressive force, after being resisted by the Eastern Emperor Bell, almost crushed him into a meat patty.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his inner house was already injured.

Li Shaobai looked at Chu Yidao and Song Ziyang, who didn't have much problem, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and his heart was ruthless, this time when he left this place, no matter what, he had to temper his body first.

I've been injured countless times lately, all because my body is too weak!

The power of the coffin's explosion instantly trapped the three of them in place.

But fortunately, this is the place where the birth gate is located, and it is only affected, not the main impact of the coffin eruption.

The pressure came and went quickly, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Although the posture of the three was very unsightly, they were not injured.

After the coffin is broken, the inner coffin is exposed.

The inner coffin has no lid.

It is open, and what is inside is clearly visible.

Inside these coffins, some were rotting pieces of flesh, some were piles of dry bones, and some were severed limbs.

An arm, a few thick fingers, a foot the size of a tree stump, or even a strand of broken hair......

Strange!

It's just that whether it's rotting meat, dry bones, or stumps, they all have something in common.

Song Ziyang's divine sense swept over, and he instantly gasped, and his scalp was numb.

Because he sensed the contents of these coffins, he didn't know how many years he had been buried here, but they all contained a strong breath of life, as if every piece of carrion, every dry bone, every severed limb, and even every hair seemed to have a heartbeat, and it seemed to have a breath......

Plus, he's able to perceive it.

The contents of this coffin all exude a rich demonic aura outward.

This is what was left over from the death of the original demon species!

And they were all the most powerful primordial demon species in their lifetimes, even if they hadn't reached the realm of the demon gods, they weren't far behind.

Otherwise, there will definitely not be the breath of life after these countless years!

None of them really died, as if they could be reborn if they were given enough chance.

"These, could it be that the ancient powerhouse deliberately suppressed them here?"

"I shouldn't be so crow's mouth, I guessed it right at once!"

He gasped inwardly.

"Hide your head and show your tail?"

"That's blindness!"

"Assert ......"

A strange laugh rang out.

Then, countless blood-colored tentacles suddenly poured out from each coffin, stretched wildly, and strangled towards Song Ziyang and the three of them!

These blood-colored tentacles are densely packed, occupying almost every inch of space.

At this time, Song Ziyang was keenly aware that in one of the coffins, there was a violent fluctuation of spells.