Chapter Twenty-Three: The Fire Ghost King is unsealed, and the calamity is out of the tower
The sky was drowsy, and the clouds were bursting.
The black coffin stands, and all ghosts are silent.
Chen Yu was lying inside, his face calm, and he had never opened his eyes so far.
But his aura was perceived by countless demons in the entire Demon Suppression Tower.
Like the supreme ghost king, at the moment of arrival, overlooking the world.
All the people in the Demon Suppression Division did not dare to come out, staring closely at the top.
The same is true of the Fire Ghost King in the ninety-seventh layer, and the world of fire has already solidified.
His pupils condensed slightly, and he felt a great oppressive force from around the black coffin, which was unprecedented!
The consciousness fluctuations of the Shura King and the Nine Nether Kings were also shaking, staring at the black coffin.
This feeling actually made the ancient blood in the body show signs of boiling.
"How can such a thing ......?"
The Fire Ghost King was shocked.
Within the scope of the Dayan Divine Dynasty, there are still demons, who can faintly surpass him in the aura of dignity.
Soon, under the Firmament Formation, bronze chariots appeared, as well as dozens of flying warships.
Gu Tianhan looked at the black coffin, and finally released it as if it were heavy, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After tossing for several months, he exhausted manpower and material resources, and even lost a demon-suppressing holy weapon.
After paying a heavy price, he finally brought Chen Yu's coffin over.
Next, it is necessary to find out the mystery of Chen Yu and try to wake him up.
As long as you can communicate, then there is an opportunity.
"Capture the Demon Tower."
Gu Tian was cold and clear, and in an instant, ten thousand people opened and closed the true yuan, and they all bombarded the demon suppression tower.
The glow burst out, and then a huge magic mark appeared.
From within it, a golden chain rolled out, and the black coffin was wrapped and bound again, and slowly pulled downward.
This is a crucial link, Gu Tianhan's expression is solemn, and everyone is the same.
And as the black coffin continued to move down, the demons in the Demon Suppression Tower felt a stronger sense of oppression.
The panic spread, uncontainable, and his body trembled like chaff, but there was nowhere to hide.
The atmosphere seemed to be stagnant, and when everyone was watching, it was so tense that even breathing stopped.
The magic mark is like an abyssal maw, about to engulf the black coffin.
Its strong soul-suppressing power originated from the Great Yan Divine Dynasty, and the four founding masters condensed.
In the course of 2,000 years, there is no sign of weakening.
However, this is still not enough, far from enough.
The black coffin sensed the threat fluctuation, and suddenly a rolling cold erupted.
Boom,
The black coffin shook the surrounding space.
It caused cracks to erupt, and the golden chains crumbled in an instant.
There was also a black mist condensing, turning into a giant palm in an instant, mercilessly slapping towards the magic mark.
Boom!
The mark was shattered, violently detained, and pinched to pieces.
Invisibly, there seemed to be a wail, and the soul-suppressing power left by the four founding masters was bombarded and trembling.
As a result, the entire Demon Suppression Tower was affected, and the inheritance of the eternal heritage was actually shattered!
In an instant, tens of thousands of people were frightened, and their expressions changed greatly.
Gu Tianhan took a breath of cold air, and his face was as frightened as earth.
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"
The power of the Ten Thousand Dao True Yuan poured out, and they all plundered violently, forming a sealing formation around the black coffin.
But with the bombardment of the Black Mist Palm again, it swept down suddenly, and once collapsed the formation.
The demon suppression in the audience caused the true yuan to dissipate, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in his face.
The nine archdeacons got up in fright and retreated one after another.
Gu Tianhan pulled Lan Xuejing with a pale expression, and also retreated.
After the Corpse Yin Sect incident, Chen Yu's coffin underwent great changes.
I saw that in the position around him, there was a black mist erupting and condensing, and when it spread, it enveloped the sky of the Demon Suppression Division.
The devastating crisis has appeared, and it has become a realm of its own, and all threatening existences within the scope must be wiped out!
"Oh no......"
When Gu Tianhan saw such a picture, his heart fell into the abyss, and his pupils trembled violently.
"Where is his daughter? Calm him down! ”
Gu Tianhan roared at Deacon Bai, but Lan Xuejing shook his head with a pale expression.
"Not yet, Chen Yu's subconscious has not woken up, and when Chen Luoli wakes up his father, we are afraid that we will have turned into a pile of white bones."
When the words fell, Gu Tianhan gritted his teeth.
Finally, he looked at the ninety-seventh floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, and there was no hesitation.
The first master once said that the power of demons is unpredictable, and it is necessary to use demons to defeat demons.
In front of us, we have to resort to the last resort.
"It's up to you."
As the entire Dayan God Dynasty, the strongest ghost king in the past two thousand years.
He is both a disaster and a hope.
As long as the three oaths are not used up, it is the biggest killer weapon of the Demon Suppression Division.
In an instant, Gu Tianhan pinched his hands, and a strange pattern erupted, blasting towards the ninety-seventh layer on the spot.
"From now on, you're given three days of freedom."
Gu Tianhan trembled, and the strange pattern went straight into the world of fire and swept into the forehead of the Fire Ghost King.
Two ancient runes shimmered, one was the Lock of Contract, and the other was the Key of the Spirit.
The two became one, and the shackles of the seal on the Fire Demon King were opened.
Click,
A slight sound came out, and all the chains in the world of fire turned into smoke and dissipated.
Soon, in the entire Demon Suppression Division's domain, the temperature suddenly rose.
The blazing sensation swayed and spread, and at the window of the ninety-seventh floor, there was a boundless sea of red rolling out.
The crowd was on fire.
They retreated, their expressions changing, frightened, terrified, or timid.
This thousand-year-old destruction-level calamity entrenched in the Demon Suppression Tower has come out!
Tumbling along the red sea, a figure appeared in the flames.
Just standing there, he brought an indescribable oppressive force to the whole world.
"Let this king see how capable you are."
The divine voice was spreading, and a thousand waves were wanton, with a wisp of heaviness.
The Fire Ghost King looked directly at the black coffin, and in the face of the power diffused by the black coffin, he did not have any light enemies.
He knew very well that the sleeping existence in this black coffin would not be weaker than himself.
The thought rose, and the boundless red sea erupted, directly behind him, condensing a fiery giant that covered the sky and the sun.
His face was hideous, covered with skeletons, and he let out a terrifying roar on the spot, causing the entire space to suddenly tremble.
The sound wave rolled, and there was a violent collision with the black coffin.
The black mist became more and more wanton, and the giant palm spread horizontally, mercilessly fanning the flame giant behind the Fire Ghost King.
Not to be outdone, it bombarded with giant fists.
In an instant, the two forces collided, causing an indescribable shock wave that overturned the sky and tore open the spatial cracks.
Such a picture has attracted the attention of the whole world and makes people tremble.
The direction of the side hall reversed, Chen Luoli looked at his father's coffin in a daze, and then looked at the Fire Ghost King whose aura oppression was extremely terrifying.
She knew very well in her heart, and she also knew it from Xu Feiyu's mouth.
That Fire Ghost King is a thousand-year-old nightmare of the Great Yan God Dynasty.
Its strength is strong, the level is profound, and it is immortal and indestructible.
Now, a peerless demon of this level is fighting with his father.
Its scene is eternal!