Chapter 97: The Coffin Bearer
The brilliant light was blooming, and the Shenhua Wandao swept away like water waves, completely submerging the heavens.
There seemed to be countless atomic bombs exploding, bright mushroom clouds were rising, and the power of destroying the world flew into the sky, rushed into the galaxy, and directly swept away a starry sky.
Boom!
The tall demon shadow took the initiative, he took a step forward, a pair of dark eyes devouring the sun and the moon, and countless runes circulated in them, pressing towards the yin-yang mirror, wanting to completely wipe out its light.
The two holy envoys were yelling, working together to urge the Yin-Yang Mirror, wanting to revive it in an all-round way.
But it's useless at all, they are just soul thoughts, no physical body, no divine power, they can only use the laws of heaven and earth to fight the enemy.
But on the other side is a big demon comparable to a saint, when it comes to the comprehension of the rules of heaven and earth, I don't know how much they have dumped, and they are destined to be useless in such a way.
That big hand covered the sky and the sun, covered the sky, and covered the earth, like a peerless millstone, and covered it with one palm.
No matter how the ancient mirror shines, no matter how desperately they try, the terrible coercion descends, which is incomparable, directly crushing their soul thoughts, turning them into dust, and disappearing into heaven and earth.
The big hand didn't stop, and shot straight towards the ancient mirror, a violent mess.
Gu Jing felt the crisis, and the sleeping gods revived, began to glow, began to burn, there was a blazing flame of light boiling, and the terrifying power swept through the nine heavens and ten earths, as if it was about to burn all worlds.
In the end, the ancient mirror opened through the void, penetrated through the universe, and disappeared directly from here, going to some unknown place in the heavens.
The temporary crisis was solved, but Ye Zichuan and Sarukong were more vigilant.
The figure under the sky is too terrifying, even a saint can kill the existence, even if it has passed for thousands of eternities and has been almost wiped out, but a single hair that falls can still kill thousands of troops.
The next moment, the rolling demonic qi began to be restrained, overwhelmingly pouring into the body of the great demon, the light between heaven and earth suddenly rose, the darkness disappeared, and a piece of light shrouded the heavens and the earth.
But the tall figure looked more and more terrifying, and when all the demonic energy was absorbed by him, Ye Zichuan saw the true face of that person clearly.
Tall and burly, a foot tall, at this time like a perpetual calendar ghost, only skin and bones remained, hair was messy, covering the face, I couldn't see what it looked like, only a pair of eyes were pitch black, and it was extremely infiltrating.
Behind him, he carried a huge bronze coffin, and chains with thick bowls were wrapped around him, firmly tying the ancient coffin to him.
Ye Zichuan and Ape looked at each other, never expecting that the Great Demon would be like this.
He was carrying an ancient coffin, and he didn't know who was buried inside, so he needed someone to carry the coffin!
His eyes are gloomy, pitch black, scanning between heaven and earth, no corner, no place can escape his magic eye, this is a real glance for ten thousand years, there are endless rules in his eyes, can penetrate time and space, see what happened before.
is different from what you see in the picture, he didn't kill, he just stood quietly under the sky, reined in all the terrible qi, ordinary can't be ordinary.
After a long time, Ye Zichuan saw two lines of blood and tears lying down in his dark and empty eyes, which was shocking.
Ye Zichuan noticed that he didn't have dark eyes at all, but no eyeballs at all, and he was dug out by life, leaving only two empty eye sockets, and there was nothing in them!
Brush!
The empty eyes looked straight at Ye Zichuan and Sarukong.
In an instant, the bodies of the two of them tensed, and the ancient lamp above Ye Zichuan's head trembled even more, making a metallic sonorous sound, as if he had been hit hard by something, and almost flew out of his head.
The blood and tears on the big demon's face were still flowing, and a sense of pathos arose, he opened his mouth and spit out two words: "Bury your ......"
"What?" Ye Zichuan frowned, puzzled.
At this moment, the Great Demon turned around, carrying a huge ancient coffin, dragging the chains, and with one step, the universe was reversed, the sun and the moon shuttled, and disappeared into the sky.
There is only one back, emaciated, lonely, and sad.
With his disappearance, a large dark cloud that hung over the hearts of all beings disappeared, and everyone felt as if they had walked between life and death, and now they still have a palpitation when they think about it.
Ye Zichuan and Sarukong let out a long breath, what had happened in this short period of time was more exciting than any of their previous experiences.
After all, they are facing peerless demons who have killed saints, and just the leaked qi can torture them thousands of times.
Ye Zichuan was a little puzzled at this time, judging from the picture, that peerless demon had caused a terrible killing, and the sea of blood drowned a starry sky.
But now, he didn't kill anyone, so he went away lonely, and he didn't know who was buried in the ancient coffin behind him, and he needed such a funeral method.
After coming back to his senses, Ye Zichuan had a chance to look at the surrounding scenery.
A vast ocean, with three hills in the center of the ocean, and far away, two strange mountains, with the light of the sun and the moon blooming.
"This is ......" Ye Zichuan's eyes widened: "Qinghai Lake?!"
How could he not know about this place? He had been here for a few days and had a deep memory of this place.
The Sun Moon Mountain in the distance and the three hills in the center of the sea are all symbols.
It's just that the world has changed, and this place can no longer be called a lake, the vastness is terrible, and it is completely an ocean.
In myths and legends, there are many stories about Qinghai Lake, and the Sun and Moon Treasure Mirror happens to be one of them.
Ye Zichuan's face was extremely strange at this time, was this a coincidence or what?
And in addition to this, there are other myths and legends, such as the Queen Mother of the West, Yaochi, fairies, and even Nuwa Mending the Heavens.
The more Ye Zichuan thinks about it, the bigger his head becomes, if these myths and legends become reality, and all kinds of demons and monsters descend on the heavens and the earth, there is no doubt that the history of the earth, or civilization, will be completely rewritten.
Putting away these thoughts, Ye Zichuan and Sarukong came to a secluded place and began to sit down to heal.
This battle is too terrible, not only involving the king, but even the great demon comparable to a saint, if they are not careful, they will die.
So, the big demon didn't target them, and let them pick up a life.
The four Wang Pin pills extracted from the pill library had been consumed, and in order to urge the king divine soldiers, he and Ape Kong had paid a huge price, and their bodies were almost collapsed.
Concentrating and calming down, hugging Yuan Shouyi, Ye Zichuan began to breathe and breathe, recovering from his injuries.