Seeing the Blood Soul Venerable, casting his handprint, preparing to open the golden coffin, Chu Yan's face suddenly sank, and he was ready to swing his sword and slash out.

However, just as Chu Yan had just lifted the Haotian Sword, the golden coffin made a clicking sound.

In Chu Yan's stunned gaze, the lid of the golden coffin slowly moved.....

Seeing this scene, Chu Yan was slightly shocked in his heart, and immediately his divine sense was triggered, and he went towards the golden coffin cover, and at the same time, he was on guard.

Boom!

In less than three breaths, the lid of the golden coffin, which seemed to move extremely slowly, fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"What the hell!?"

Chu Yan stared straight at the golden coffin, his divine sense swept over, and he didn't find anything, as if it was an empty coffin, but in the golden coffin with the lid open, a strong and extremely evil aura had suddenly rushed out, and in an instant, it swept the entire stone hall.

Call!

A gust of yin wind suddenly blew through the stone hall, and a black yin aura continued to rise from the golden sarcophagus.....

The next moment, a tall figure slowly stood up from the golden coffin.

This person was dressed in a gold-edged black robe, with his back to Chu Yan, his whole body was shrouded in a large set of robes, and he couldn't see his figure clearly at all, but Chu Yan subconsciously felt that this figure was somewhat familiar.

Immediately, under Chu Yan's gaze, the tall figure slowly turned around and looked at Chu Yan.

The moment he saw that face, Chu Yan's face suddenly sank, and his pupils shrank fiercely!

"Mo Xie!?"

Chu Yan suddenly exclaimed in surprise, staring at the black-robed man in front of him, his face full of disbelief.

How could this young master of the Black Blood Divine Temple of the Extreme North Continent appear here, and looking at the expression of the Blood Soul Venerable next to him, he was extremely respectful to him.

Chu Yan's heart was suddenly full of doubts, how could Mo Ye lie in the coffin, could it....

As far as Chu Yan knew, there was very little contact between the Extreme North Continent and the Black Blood Temple of the Zhongtian Continent, and besides, with Mo Ye's cultivation and identity, it shouldn't be enough for the Blood Soul Venerable to be so respectful!

"You..... Is it Mo Xie!? ”

Chu Yan asked softly.

However, when the "Mo Evil" on the opposite side heard Chu Yan's voice and slowly raised his head, Chu Yan suddenly doubted his guess.

On this person's body, there is a strong yin and evil aura, which is fundamentally different from the Mo Ye that Chu Yan knew before, coupled with those eyes, which makes Chu Yan feel that this is not an eye that a living person can have at all....

Empty, empty, full of life, without a trace of life!

"Die!"

Mo Xie opened his mouth, and landed on the ground with one word, as if frost had landed, and the gloomy air made Chu Yan can't help but slap a spirit.

Swish!

Mo Xie's figure flashed, and the whole person turned into a black streamer, rushing towards Chu Yan at a speed as fast as thunder.

Rumble.... Rumble!

A black fist, with the momentum of thunder and thunder, seemed to be able to blast all the heavens and the earth into powder, and with boundless might, it smashed towards Chu Yan.

The power of the fist was shocking, and the void in all directions was shattered at the same time, and the yin and evil aura of the entire stone hall gathered towards the black fist as if thousands of rivers were returning to the sea.

"So strong!?"

Chu Yan's face was stunned, and he suddenly looked stunned, but he didn't have time to think about it, he raised his hand and slashed out, facing his fist.

The reason why it is said to be strong, on the one hand, the last time Chu Yan fought with Mo Ye, the strength of the other party was not visible at all, but now, it is not the same as the Mo Ye that Chu Yan saw at the beginning.

Rumble!

The sword and the fist mark intersected, and the sky exploded with a shocking explosion, black and colorful energy, surging in all directions, and exploding with a loud bang.

This move was attacked, as if the sun, moon and stars collided, and the residual strength of the air waves that exploded swept the ground, and the air exploded into the sky, and the entire stone hall trembled violently.

Pedal Pedal Ped

The wave of qi rolled away, and Chu Yan's body suddenly retreated, retreating more than a dozen steps in a row before he could barely stand firm, and when he raised his head to look at Mo Ye again, his face was extremely solemn.

Rumble..... Rumble!

The stone hall trembled violently, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, and the gravel on the top of the hall kept falling down.

"This person is definitely not Mo Xie!"

Chu Yan subconsciously made a judgment, if this person is really Mo Xie, this kind of strength and talent is even stronger than himself, this is absolutely impossible, the only possibility is that this person has taken away Mo Ye's body, and the soul is someone else.

Sou!

Mo Ye saw that Chu Yan only took a few steps back, and suddenly a pair of bloody eyes burst into flames in an instant, flashing sharply, and a murderous aura rushed out of the table, and suddenly raised his hand, and it was a huge black fist mark, smashed out.

Rumble.... Rumble!

The fist passed, the void collapsed, and the fist mark was like a giant peak gathered by the yin and evil qi, crushing everything, and the vast fist power was like a mountain rambling, attacking Chu Yan.

"Who the hell are you!?"

When Chu Yan saw this punch, his face suddenly changed in shock, and his pupils shrank sharply, the combat power of this punch had far surpassed the cultivation of the lower Martial Venerable Realm powerhouse, and it was definitely impossible for the Mo evil that Chu Yan knew to be able to achieve cultivation.

You must know that the valley in front of you, named "Conjuring Soul Valley" by the Black Blood Temple, is a place dedicated to refining yin puppets, but if the other party is a high-level yin puppet, it is impossible for the Blood Soul Venerable to be so respectful to him, and in addition, if the yin puppet does not have a divine soul, it is absolutely impossible to speak.

The huge black fist mark rushed in, and the entire void was suppressed, towards Chu Yan's location, crushing it fiercely, and for a moment, the power contained in the fist mark seemed to be able to shatter the entire heaven and earth.

Call! Call!

The violent Yin Qi was constantly surging out from Mo Ye's body, and from the moment he was awakened by the Blood Soul Venerable, the Yin Qi on his body was slowly and continuously rising, and the power in front of him had obviously not reached its peak.

Chu Yan was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that there was such a strong Black Blood Temple powerhouse in this Spirit Summoning Valley.

"Wuji Sword Technique, Innate Wuji!"

With the Haotian sword in his hand, Chu Yan drew his sword and slashed out, and the sword light went straight towards Mo Ye's fist print.

The silver sword that lingered in the five-colored Gangyuan, with the power of the Haotian Sword, collided with the black fist mark like a mountain in an instant.

Boom!

When the sword and the fist seal met, a loud bang erupted, as if two pieces of incomparably hard metal sounded a deafening sound, echoing throughout the stone hall, causing the entire stone hall to tremble violently.

Swish!

This time, Chu Yan's body was instantly repulsed, bringing out a black afterimage, and he was knocked back hundreds of steps before he stabilized his figure, while the other party, standing in front of the golden coffin, did not move a bit.

"You're not Mo Xie, who the hell are you!?"

Chu Yan slowly suppressed the tumbling qi and blood in his body, and when he looked at the other party again, his face was full of solemnity, and he asked softly.

"My name, Mo Cang!"

The voice was cold, Mo Cang, who was Mo Xie in appearance, just fell after the words fell, and then, another punch was smashed.

Rumble!

Every time he made a simple punch, the yin qi of the whole place roared, and the violent power, like thousands of peaks and thousands of seas, blasted towards Chu Yan.

The power of the fist print, compared with the previous punch, soared by three points again, as if it was a monstrous sea of anger, and the power was unmatched!

"Mo Cang!"

Chu Yan stared at the figure in front of the golden coffin, his eyes constantly flickering.