Chapter 383, Departure
Although the coffin tomb family can store the corpse and remnant soul of the demon through the soul suppression coffin to prevent their natal supernatural powers from poisoning the world after death, the premise of storage is that the demon must be a dead thing or have no power to resist!
Now look at this fat relic, the breath is strong, and it is clear that there is a difference of 108,000 miles from death, this kind of murderous thing is not something that he can deal with!
"Could it be that the old man has missed it?" Under the black cloak, Tomb Youqian's face was ugly.
He wanted to leave directly, but if he left it alone, God knows what kind of disaster would happen.
Just as he was entangled, a burst of wind sounded.
Looking for prestige, I saw three figures dressed in red and wearing white faces, surrounding the fat relics in the middle with the momentum of the horns.
Tomb You was extremely surprised: "Who are these people who dare to face the fat relics with at least six turns of strength and tribulation power?"
Hearing the movement, the fat relics with a single head and two bodies raised their heads, spitting out letters, and their scarlet eyes swept around at a strange angle, taking in the three figures.
I saw it slap the ground with both tails, and the roar sounded instantly, and Hun Xi Mountain shook for a while.
The fierce qi machine was like a sharp blade, destroying the mountains and forests along the way with the momentum of devastating and decaying, and the cracks were all over the place.
Tomb Youqian was shocked, the strength of this fat relic was even higher than he originally thought, I am afraid that it has reached the power of the seventh turn tribulation!
This kind of existence, unless there are twelve gods who will make a move, it will be difficult for anyone to fight!
But the next scene made Tomb You never expect it, only to see the mysterious white-faced man facing the fat legacy, his hands together, and the shadow under his feet instantly stood up, blocking the attack of the fat legacy.
"The Shadow Flow Wall of the Hundred Ghost Dao System, how many grades is this person, and he has such strength?" Tomb Youqian exhaled in a low voice.
It was too late, it was too fast, after the attack of the fat relic was blocked, the white-faced man shook his right hand, and the huge shadow black coffin fell with a bang, smashing on the fat relic's head.
The terrible screams sounded instantly, and what followed was the fat widow's ***.
The trees have withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the mountains have turned into sand and dust.
Tomb Youqian only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and the blood in his body seemed to be evaporated.
He understands that this is the fat relics exerting their natal supernatural powers, evaporating the water vapor between heaven and earth!
With his strength, in the face of such tricks, he has no power to resist at all.
However, the three figures seemed to be nothing, and they floated in the air, attracting the yin qi between heaven and earth.
Within a moment, the yin qi gathered in mid-air and turned into a huge black palm.
The palm of his hand covers the sky and the sun, and he presses violently towards the fat remainer.
Bang!
Hun Xi Mountain split into two in the blink of an eye, and the fat body was also driven into a huge crack, and life and death were unknown.
Fatty's natal powers were interrupted, and Yuchichi regained his mobility, swallowing a mouthful of saliva and hiding his body in the toppled trees and flying dust.
"Who are these people, the ferocious beast fat left in the hands of these people, and it is not an enemy of a move.
I don't know why they came here to deal with this fat relic, and judging by their appearance, they don't look like people who slay the demon division.
It's better to have more than less, and I'm still hiding here, waiting for them to leave.
After I go back, I will explain the situation carefully to the old man."
Just as Tomb Youqian was thinking this, he looked up again, and the three figures were nowhere to be seen.
He was shocked, and he was about to run away knowing that something was wrong, but a hand pressed on his shoulder, making him unable to move.
"Three good men, I was just passing by, I didn't see anything, and I asked the three of you to let me go." Tomb Youqian hurriedly pleaded.
A hoarse voice came from under the white face, "Coffin Tomb Family?"
"Yes, my lord, the little one is from the coffin tomb family, and he has never done anything harmful to others."
"It's good for you to be here." A white-faced man spoke up.
What does this mean? Tomb Youqian has no bottom in his heart.
"Fat Legacy has a fake
It is not easy to kill the Natal Divine Power of Death, we want to bring it back to the Nine Prisons of Fengtian City, but we lack a spatial treasure that can accommodate it, and your Tomb Tomb Family's Soul Suppression Coffin is just right."
Nine Prisons?
Prison Ross?!
At this point, Tomb Youqian finally knew the identities of the three people.
The old man once told him that in addition to their coffin tomb house, there is another place that has been dealing with the demons that will cause disaster after death, and that is the Nine Prisons!
But the difference between the two is that the coffin tomb can only seal the dead, while the nine-fold prison is holding the living.
As we all know, living demons are far more difficult to deal with than dead ones, and the reason why the Nine Prisons can do this is because the people who manage the Nine Prisons are all unfathomable.
When I saw it today, I knew that what the old man said was true.
He smiled dryly, "Ladies and gentlemen, this soul coffin is made by the Tomb Family, and only the people of the Tomb Family can use it.
Even if I want to borrow you to seal the fat legacy, you won't be able to use it."
"Of course we know that. So, you go back to Mukden City with us."
"This," Tomb Yuqian asked cautiously, "Can I refuse?"
The three white-faced men didn't answer, just looked down at him.
Tomb Youqian immediately changed his words: "It is my honor to be able to contribute to all the adults of the Prison Division.
Excuse me, three adults, when are we leaving?"
"Now!"
After the group left, the devastated Hun Xi Mountain also returned to calm.
A black shadow suddenly appeared in mid-air out of thin air, and I saw him wearing a ghost face, wearing a black and red robe, and a pattern of the number four tattooed on his chest.
When he confirmed that the fat relics had been taken away, the figure disappeared into the darkness of the night.
On the other side, Zhen Tianyi looked at the dry lake and sea, and his brows furrowed.
"The breath is gone." Yu Mei spoke softly.
"Hmm." Zhentian answered, as early as a month ago, he had received an order from the Fengtian City Demon Slaying Division, but he had always shirked it on the grounds that he was in the middle of nowhere.
The reason is that when he was killing demons and ghosts in the Southern Regions, he found the figure of the tears that attacked Jinyang City at the beginning.
And the reason why he kept tracking down Tears was also to find the man who crushed his sword qi in the air.
It's just that in the end, it's all about nothing.
"Forget it, the breath is no longer available, let's leave for Fengtian City immediately." Zhen Tianyi said.
Yu Mei bowed slightly: "The New Year is approaching, and the New Celebration Ceremony is about to begin, and then the Four Domains Demon Slayer Division will have to compete again.
Will you make a move this time?"
When Zhen Tian heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "Demons and ghosts are rampant in the Southern Regions, far from being comparable to the other three domains, last year, I, the Spear Fairy, and the Wind Ghost were all lacking in skills and did not go to Fengtian City.
As a result, the resources that can be allocated in the Southern Regions this year are much smaller than those of the other three regions.
This time, since he inexplicably received an order from the imperial capital, he also had an activity by the way.
lest the people of the other three regions think that my southern region is a soft persimmon."