The black wind manifested the black dragon and roared, and then the black snow flakes fell, which was the manifestation of the sarcophagus. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The black wind continued to impact, trying to fly out, but Dao Qingchen had already been cut off, and he didn't know what the method was, and the light curtain that seemed to be as thin as a cicada's wings was impregnated with incredible power.

But at this moment, everyone saw a black cloud falling overhead, but when they looked up, they realized what it was.

Where is this cloud, it is clearly a huge palm transformed by essence, at this time, it is upside down, and it grabs towards the sarcophagus, and everyone secretly screams that it is not good, and there is a dangerous breath in this big hand at this time.

"How daring!"

Dao Qingchen's face is difficult to look at, this is unscrupulous.

Then a blood light rushed out from the top of his head, the blood light shone, faintly forming a blood-colored long sword, this long sword whistling sword, a piece of runes followed, and then brought up a beautiful arc, the big hand that was suppressed directly cut off, as if it was as easy as cutting through the paper, with a hissing sound.

However, the severed palm was not an entity, but a condensation of essence, and at this time, it was cut off from the essence and spirit, and it naturally exploded and dissipated.

In the distance, blood dripped from the palm of a person's hand, and then his figure flashed and disappeared directly.

Dao Qingchen watched the man go away, but he didn't pursue him, and his face recovered.

"Young people, they dare to be presumptuous!"

The ant glanced at Kina, then shook his head.

Mu Ming also shook his head, and showed a contemplative look, if he didn't guess wrong, that blood light was probably the killing weapon in Dao Qingchen's body, so easily cutting off a means of condensing the essence of the distraction realm, almost in the blink of an eye, making people look sideways.

The two distraction realms also became nervous at this time, but fortunately, Dao Qingchen didn't make any other moves, and also took back the blood light.

Xuanhuang Ant said: "Good means, the next thing to do is to depend on Brother Dao's means, this black wind has been changing like this, it is not a way." ”

Dao Qingchen nodded and said, "What's so difficult about this, and it depends on my means." ”

With that, a blood-colored rune spat out of his mouth, and he began to chant the ancient gods, this time only a syllable.

I saw the black wind slowly wriggling, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black book and floated.

And Dao Qingchen also removed the light curtain, and the book was about to escape, but Dao Qingchen lightly nodded his finger, and suddenly, the book became quiet, and then slowly turned a page of the book, which was densely packed with totems.

"Everyone, please!" Dao Qingchen ingested the book, and then everyone formed a circle, and immediately someone used their divine sense to investigate, and then the wind appeared around.

The same is true for Kimina, but he can only exude his thoughts, and Kimina thought that his thoughts will be defeated by those divine senses if they fall into it, but what he didn't expect was that when his mind was close, symbols appeared out of thin air in his mind, and they kept increasing.

As for those divine senses, none of them were felt, extremely peculiar, and after a while, suddenly the sound of the wind echoed on his Heavenly Spirit Platform, and his own wind spirit body was imposing, and the divine power in his body involuntarily operated, and the body that originally felt a little weak gradually had a thick feeling.

Ink Dust Wind!

It's the name of the Dharma, it's more like a person's name. As for the origin, Mu Ming didn't know, but Mu Ming felt a sense of obscurity when he understood those totem runes, but fortunately, he had condensed the spirit body, so this feeling did not bring much difficulty to cultivation.

At the same time as everyone was understanding, they all released their minds and divine senses, for fear of interference from others.

And the same is true of Dao Qingchen, there is a faint blood light shining in the center of his eyebrows, and it seems that as long as something is wrong, he will immediately fight back.

Everyone just absorbed those totems, and as for the complete integration, I'm afraid it won't happen overnight.

Just like the Heavenly Thunder Book that Mu Ming cultivates now, although all the records are extremely familiar, every time he cultivates, he feels that there are many things that he is not familiar with.

This is cultivation, and it is precisely this principle that we can learn from the past.

Soon, everyone recovered from their state, and the black book also floated quietly, but at this moment, a suction force came from the sarcophagus, sucking the black book into it.

Seeing this, Dao Qingchen couldn't help but catch it, but it was too late.

The lid of the coffin closed, and the sarcophagus slowly melted into the ground and disappeared, leaving another empty space on the altar.

Kikina finally knew why the sarcophagi in the open space had disappeared, and it turned out that they had disappeared into the ground.

"I don't know why, why do you use a coffin to hold those spiritual exercises. Someone said, puzzled.

But I heard the Tao Qingchen explain: "Most of the existences that created these methods have returned to dust, these spiritual recipes carry their life's hard work, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that their wisdom is long-lasting, to some extent can represent them, buried in the coffin by Zang Mou, it is also regarded as respect for these strong people, Zang Mou has mastered these prodigies, to a certain extent, these existences are his master, buried in a sarcophagus, but it is also a generation of supreme bones." ”

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and Dao Qingchen's remarks were unique.

The so-called teacher, preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts, and the master is the teacher, all expound this truth.

Even if Zang Mou's realm is invincible in the end, these spiritual tricks are of little use to him, but they are of great help to Zang Mu when he was a weak child, and it is not an exaggeration to even save his life.

As for the origin of these spiritual tips, it is needless to say, it is natural to rob or steal, but it can't hide Zang Mou's respect for the existence of these methods that created these methods.

Buried in a sarcophagus, which is a very high standard treatment in Dongsheng, others are mostly buried in wooden coffins.

"Dao Qingchen, farewell!"

After some people finished their enlightenment, they immediately said goodbye, and at this time they had a good impression of this young man who loved to talk big, and they also received some favors invisibly, although they paid the price, but compared to the death and life in other places, it was much calmer here.

For others, they want to digest these methods, and it's best to choose a place to retreat, so people are leaving one after another.

Some people also asked, "But do you still want to open the coffin?"

Dao Qingchen said: "It will take some time for me to cast a spell sarcophagus to check, otherwise it will hurt my vitality if I open it indiscriminately!"

When the others heard this, they nodded secretly, because many people kept trying, but they couldn't open it, and they would only consume their spirits, which was extremely unfavorable to themselves.

So, some more people left, and Dao Qingchen walked towards Mu Ming's people.

"Guys, would you like me to continue to join forces with you?" asked Dao Qingchen with a smile, if he hadn't seen his methods, he would have been confused by the smile on his delicate face.

Xuanhuang Ant frowned, unwilling to have too much intersection with this person, because Mu Ming once said that this person had too much cause and effect, for fear of contamination.

Mu Luo didn't say anything, just looked at Mu Ming, the little monk had some expectations, but he still kept silent.

The demon vine is expressionless, and as for cause and effect, he himself is probably not afraid.

Shi Lan naturally didn't want to do this, but at this time, he also knew that it was not suitable to talk too much.

The last few people couldn't help but focus their eyes on Kimina, who didn't say it immediately, but, didn't refuse.

Only after quietly looking at Dao Qingchen for a moment did he say, "Can you let me see the treasure in your body?"

Dao Qingchen was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised, but immediately recited the mantra, and suddenly a blood-colored small sword appeared in front of Mu Ming's body out of thin air.

Kinaya also said that Qingchen didn't seem to care at all, and was a little surprised.

Then, the aura on Mu Ming's body suddenly changed, his eyes were dark, and Dao Qingchen involuntarily immediately retreated, because Mu Ming had an aura on his body at this time that made him feel frightened, but at this time, Mu Ming wanted to stroke the little sword.

Dao Qingchen hurriedly said: "Be careful, it will hurt you......"

However, before the words fell, Mu Ming's palm had already landed on the small sword and stroked it gently, and there was a touch of tenderness in his dark eyes.

Dao Qingchen had a surprised expression, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally looked quietly, but there was suspicion in his eyes, and he was faintly worried.

This small sword is a treasure, and only a few people who are familiar with it or who are recognized by the small sword will not be attacked, but Kina......

However, after a while, Kimina let go of the small sword, and the small sword made a sword sound and flew around Kimina, which seemed to be very fond of it, but when Kimina's eyes returned to clear, the little sword flew back into Dao Qingchen's body.

"This ......"

After Dao Qingchen checked it, he found that there was no change in the little sword, but the previous scene made him incomprehensible.

Then he looked at Mu Ming, but Mu Ming shook his head and said, "You can also see that it wasn't me just now, so ...... I don't know. ”

"Well, I don't ask, and I don't want to know. Dao Qingchen hung his head, which was completely different from the previous big words.

And Kina, as if he had forgotten what had happened before, set his eyes on the sarcophagus in the distance.

The Xuanhuang ants also tacitly chose to be quiet, and they were not curious.

Because, they know that Mu Ming will naturally say what he should say, and Mu Luo feels that the young man in front of him is a little incomprehensible to him, and it seems that this is extraordinary everywhere, but it seems to be no different from others.

There is nothing special about it, except that the eyes are clear and calm at all times.

Perhaps, this is the special place!," Mu Luo said inwardly. (To be continued.) )