Zhao Ying'er had already reached the top of the ancient coffin, and there seemed to be a huge magic power in the sarcophagus, dragging her in.

Xiao Feng was also horrified, there were too many uncertainties in the ancient coffin, some people said that it led to the Demon Domain, and some people said that it led to the other world, but no one had really entered it, and the rich demonic qi was enough to make people lose their minds and fall into the Demon Dao.

"Ahh

The crazy loss of true qi made the corners of Song Lianhan's mouth constantly ooze blood, but he still refused to give up, the firmness in his eyes was sad, he didn't want that kind girl to leave him, even if it was God.

Xiao Feng is also constantly trying, and the Sky Slashing Sword in his hand slashes on the light curtain again and again, but the light curtain is still as strong as ever, and the Chixiao Mirror is also sacrificed by him, wanting to borrow the power of the two major artifacts.

Rumble!

Another round of huge strong light flashed, and the two major artifacts of the Chixiao Mirror Sky Slashing Sword were also dim, and the power of the backlash made Xiao Feng's throat sweet, and a strong smell of blood filled his mouth, and he hurriedly suppressed it with his true qi.

Hongmao is a formation master, Xiao Feng has been personally passed on by him, but at this moment, he can't see the origin of this light curtain, like a turtle shell, no matter how hard they try, the light curtain still doesn't move.

"No! no!"

Song Lianhan became more and more desolate one after another, and the helpless grief and anger resounded throughout the cave, and Xiao Feng's heart was also uncomfortable.

The phantom in the depths of the sarcophagus reappeared, still on top of the sarcophagus, this time the aura he exuded Xiao Feng could sense it, and it seemed that he was very happy that Zhao Ying'er had entered this sarcophagus.

"Senior, please let her go, I'm willing to put her in the coffin!" Xiao Feng said with his hand arched in front of the light curtain, he was betting that the phantom could be heard.

"Senior, I am also willing to enter the coffin, even if it is refined into a puppet, I don't care, I just ask the senior to raise his noble hand!" Song Lianhan also hurriedly said when he saw this.

The phantom still didn't speak, as if it couldn't be heard, which made Xiao Feng and Song Lianhan once again wipe out the little hope that had just been ignited.

Half of Zhao Ying'er's body has entered the sarcophagus, she still hasn't woken up, the comfort on her face makes people feel peaceful when she looks at it, and the gentle smiling face is like a poisonous needle piercing the hearts of Song Lianhan and the others.

"It's over, it's over!" Song Lianhan sat slumped on the ground, no longer the young genius who commanded Ziyang, Zhao Ying'er had already decided in his heart that she was the one he wanted to take care of with his life in this life.

Xiao Feng has never seen Song Lianhan feel so depressed, as if he was dead, his feelings for Zhao Yinger are no less than Song Lianhan, and he has always regarded her as his dearest sister.

"You two go, this is her fate, this is her fate!" an old voice broke the silence between the two, but the voice was cold, as if it had come out of an ice cave.

"Are you talking?" Xiao Feng turned around happily and rushed to the edge of the light curtain and asked, and Song Lianhan also jumped up from the ground.

"Senior, please let her go, you can let me do anything!" Song Lianhan almost knelt on the ground, begging vigorously.

"I said it, this is her fate, it's also her destiny, it's not something that can be changed by man, you can go back," the voice sounded again, obviously much more relaxed.

"Fate! Destiny?" Xiao Feng carefully tasted these two words as he spoke, he had heard Hongmao and King Xiong say that he had been there, but he knew too little at that time, and they didn't talk much.

"And can I still see her?"

"I don't know, maybe I can't, how many people who enter here can return, and I hope she can return!"

The vicissitudes of life seem to have entered as if he had a loved one, but he did not return, but it seemed to be an expectation.

"Senior, are you?" Xiao Feng asked boldly, the phantom's words were full of desolation, as if he had been weathered but had nowhere to speak.

"Who am I? who am I? I'm just a lonely ghost!" the phantom said mocking to himself.

"Does that senior know what this sarcophagus is, and where is it going to take Ying'er?" Xiao Feng then asked.

"Her name is Ying'er, as beautiful as her name, and I don't know where it's going, because no one who has been in has ever come out, but I know she's not dead, and her breath is still there!"

The phantom is hidden very deeply, and there are very few useful things to say, Xiao Feng also knows that it doesn't make much sense to ask again, "Since it's inconvenient for the seniors to say, the juniors won't ask anymore!"

After speaking, Xiao Feng helped Song Lianhan, who was in a daze on the ground, up, and at this time, Zhao Ying'er had already completely submerged into the ancient coffin, and the coffin lid was slowly closing, and the extra-large soul eater insect also flew back with the swarm and fell into the ancient coffin.

Xiao Feng curiously stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that the light curtain was still there, but when those soul devouring insects passed by just now, there was no power fluctuation.

"Let's go, this is not a place to stay for a long time, I will go with her, if there is a fate, I will tell you everything!The body of the Nine Yin is much more powerful than you think!" Phantom persuaded.

A faint light appeared in the cave, guiding the direction, Xiao Feng pulled the reluctant Song Lianhan and followed the faint light.

After they left, the entire sarcophagus was sealed, and the phantom was still attached to the sarcophagus, and then the light curtain also dissipated, and the entire sarcophagus disappeared into the cavern out of thin air.

The two of them who came out of the cave leaned against an ancient tree, Song Lianhan's mind was low, and tears slipped from his eyes from time to time, the phantom's words made him feel desperate, and Zhao Ying'er's silver bell-like laughter seemed to be ringing in his ears.

"Let's go, Ziyang still needs you and me!" Xiao Feng said in a loud voice, he didn't know how to persuade him.

Song Lianhan stood up like a walking corpse, followed Xiao Feng and disappeared into the sky.

"Do you know? A fierce beast was born, it seems that it was heard that it came down from Longyun Mountain, it was very ferocious, and several villages near the big city were slaughtered, and all the flesh and blood were sucked clean, only bones remained!"

"It's not from Longyun Mountain, I heard that it appeared after a big explosion, but it is the descendant of the ten fierce beasts of ancient times, specializing in sucking human essence and blood, and it has destroyed several sect families, and no one can stop it!"

The news of the birth of the ferocious beast spread throughout the Ziyang Empire at an extremely fast speed, and people in all the big cities began to panic, and some people from villages and sects lived in the big city together.

"It seems that we underestimated his speed, and it seems that we are going to speed up!" Xiao Feng said to Song Lianhan beside him.

Since they came out of the cave, they have been chasing the beast's breath, but each time it is a little worse, as if it is aware of it, and every time it will pounce on it.

The imperial capital also got the news, but there was a change in the seal, a traitor appeared in the Ziyang Empire, and captured a corner of the Nine Fierce Battle Banners, fortunately they were discovered by the Martial Emperor in time, but the time was shorter, and in about ten days, the Nine Fierce Battle Banners will lose their effect.

"Hmm!" Song Lianhan's answer was very simple, he was like this all this time, since Zhao Ying'er left, he seemed to have changed as a person, he could no longer see the slightest smile on his face, the whole person was in an extremely low state, Xiao Feng tried his best, and there was still no effect.

Xiao Feng hadn't returned to the Thunder Fire Sect for almost three years, this was the place where he rose to the Purple Sun, and he had the deepest feelings for him here, and the Great Elder's love for him was still vivid.

As soon as he appeared outside the sect of the Thunder Fire Sect, a huge tiger roar sounded, breaking through the entire sky, and the voice was full of anger, like another battle.

This voice Xiao Feng is very familiar, it is the breath of the Netherworld White Tiger, it has been in the Thunder Fire Sect since it came down from Longyun Mountain, and everyone in the Thunder Fire Sect also loves it very much.

Outside the sect, the Netherworld White Tiger was confronting an extremely hideous-looking monster, and the breath on the monster was the fierce beast that Xiao Feng was pursuing, it sensed the breath of the Netherworld White Tiger, and it came to devour it, Longyun Mountain did not dare to go up, there was the breath of the demon king on it, and it couldn't resist.

The Netherworld White Tiger is completely different from the beginning, the huge tiger body is about ten zhang, the largest tiger head is like a small mountain, this is its body, three years, with the help of Longyun Mountain, it has grown very fast, and the average Gu Zun will not be his opponent.

However, the aura on this beast is very violent, he is not its opponent, but as a bloodline left over from ancient times, he has the extremely noble dignity of their race.

The fierce beast on the opposite side also roared, and the sound also pierced through the sky, and the battle was about to break out, and a dark nether light flashed on the body of the Netherworld White Tiger, and in that white body, a group of natural supernatural powers were shining, and he inherited a part of the inheritance and was able to control the Netherworld Power.

The netherworld power comes from the netherworld, once the ordinary monks let the netherworld power into the body, what awaits them is the whole body decay and death, and the soul will also be brought into the netherworld, becoming a ghost and wild ghost in it, which is one of the reasons why the Netherworld White Tiger clan is rare, but it is extremely terrifying in ancient times.

However, it is obvious that the Netherworld White Tiger has not inherited enough, and his Netherworld Power is not strong enough, which makes the fierce beast not so jealous, on the contrary, from its two huge eyes, it is full of crazy greed.

Fierce beasts can seize the inheritance of demon beasts and take them for their own use, and the top ten fierce beasts of ancient times are the best among them, and they can even devour the talent of the dragon clan and turn into dragon power.

Xiao Feng watched quietly from a distance, he wanted to see what kind of state the Netherworld White Tiger had reached, and several figures also appeared at the gate of the Thunder Fire Sect at this time, it was the Great Elder and the Sect Master, they had arranged the disciples in the sect and came to help.