"Come on, I won't learn again." The beautiful woman with the coffin patiently said to Xixuan Yinzi.

After saying that, she had a jade hand, and a monk from the Imperial Heaven Sect was absorbed.

She clasped her fingers on the head of the monk of the Heavenly Sect.

With a mysterious glow, the monk's soul was easily sucked out by her.

Xixuan Yinzi looked at the movements of the beautiful woman in the coffin without blinking, and her face showed a look of confusion.

Obviously, she still didn't understand this secret technique.

Ding Xiaoyi and the others in the distance watched the movements of the beautiful woman in the coffin, and after seeing a dark fire the size of a soybean appear, everyone's hearts sank.

Don't look at the dark fire is only the size of a soybean, but the strange power it exudes makes them dare not approach easily.

Ding Xiaoyi's Feng Yan Flame Essence in the sea also sensed the pressure of that dark fire, and almost rushed out of his eyebrows.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't stop comforting Feng Yan Yan Jing, he knew that Feng Yan Yan Jing seemed to have encountered the enemy of his life, and wanted to rush out and compete with the soybean-sized dark fire.

After pacifying the Feng Yan Yanjing, Ding Xiaoyi also looked curiously at the movements of the beautiful woman who carried the coffin.

This secret technique can easily suck out the soul of the practitioner, and if this secret technique is used on the sword technique, it will definitely achieve unexpected results.

"Why, do you want to learn that secret art too?" Just when Ding Xiaoyi and the others were watching with relish, a voice that seemed to come out of the darkness sounded in Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at it, but found that the middle-aged man in the coffin didn't know when he appeared beside him, and he appeared silently beside Ding Xiaoyi like a ghost.

"Brother, don't you know that people are scary and scared to death?"

Ding Xiaoyi was frightened, and he shouted to the middle-aged man in the coffin.

"I see you looking so excited, so come and ask!" An embarrassed smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in the coffin, and he explained to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Isn't this the secret method of your coffin bearer, and can it also be passed on?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the middle-aged man with the coffin very suspiciously.

"Then what's not to pass on, after all, the path of cultivation is the unity of the avenue, and the three thousand avenues are still the same way. If you want to learn, I'll teach you. ”

The middle-aged man in the coffin said to Ding Xiaoyi proudly.

"Are you leaving?" Ding Xiaoyi finally mustered up the courage to ask the middle-aged man in the coffin.

"Why does Brother Ding think so?"

The middle-aged man in the coffin was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi curiously.

"Brother should return to his own plane, you two have found the next coffin bearer, and his mission has been accomplished. I'm right, it seems that none of the Wind Chasers are simple. ”

A bitter smile appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face, and he replied to the middle-aged man with the coffin.

"Hahahaha, which plane does Xiaoyou think our couple come from?"

The middle-aged man in the coffin let out a hearty laugh, he did not deny or admit it, but asked Ding Xiaoyi rhetorically.

"Burial of the heavenly coffin, burial of the heavenly burial of the immortals, burial of cause and effect, burial of reincarnation, this requires a very unique kind of monk to be free from the backlash of the burial coffin. And this kind of monk cannot be said to be a normal Terran monk. They also have a name, that is, the guardians of the netherworld, and they guard the last line of defense in the cultivation world. ”

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes raised, and then replied to the middle-aged man in the coffin in an admiring tone.

"I can't imagine that Brother Ding even knows these secrets, in fact, we are not so great, sometimes we just can't help ourselves."

The middle-aged man in the coffin had a bitter smile on his face, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Yes, it's also an option. When are you leaving? ”

Ding Xiaoyi's face turned grim, and he asked the middle-aged man with the coffin again.

"Take you on the holy path and leave!"

The middle-aged man with the coffin showed infinite tenderness in his eyes, he looked at the beautiful woman with the coffin who was teaching Xixuan Yinzi, and then said faintly.

"Does that mean you're going to fall?"

Qingshu came up at this time, and he asked curiously to the middle-aged man in the coffin.

"Falling, we are falling, this is not appropriate. We've been away for tens of thousands of years, and it's time to go back, after all, we've been away for so long, and some guys think we're completely annihilated. There's no guarantee that they won't be born double-hearted, so we have to go back. ”

The middle-aged man with the coffin turned pale, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"You guys are really ......", Ding Xiaoyi's words were not finished, and the middle-aged man in the coffin waved his hand to stop him from continuing.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was already shocked.

The netherworld is all-encompassing, and it also includes hell and the underworld, including the nine netherworlds and the reincarnation world.

All living beings, including cultivators, will enter the Netherworld, some will enter the Netherworld, and some will enter the Netherworld or the Nine Netherworlds.

And the couple in front of them are the legendary masters of the netherworld, and they have already jumped out of the five elements.

They incarnate as a family of coffins and wander in the world of the Yang Realm, perhaps because of their duty or because they can't help themselves.

"The only thing that can't be buried in the coffin is fate, and legend has it that the end of the avenue is the master of fate. Everything is controlled by fate, and no living creature can escape the control of fate. ”

The middle-aged man in the coffin said inexplicable words to Ding Xiaoyi again.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't understand for a while, and when he wanted to ask again, the middle-aged man in the coffin abruptly returned to his wife.

"Brother Ding, come and see, there is a stone tablet here."

Just when Ding Xiaoyi was confused, Xuanyuan Wenjie's voice came from afar.

Only then did he realize that Xuanyuan Wenjie and the others had already appeared on another sand dune.

Dongfang Bai was chatting with Mo Yongxing and the others, and after hearing Xuanyuan Wenjie's call, they all looked towards the sand dune.

I saw that a gust of wind swept in, and a stone monument suddenly appeared in the sand dune.

It should be said that a stone monument slowly rises from the sand dunes.

Ding Xiaoyi was slightly stunned, he didn't sense the existence of the stone tablet just now.

Now the stele has popped up on the sand dunes for no apparent reason.

He looked at the couple, and the yin and yang reincarnation appeared in front of his eyes.

He saw the souls of those Heavenly Sect monks who had been burned by the beautiful woman in the coffin with the Immortal Fire turned into a dark energy and surged in the direction of the stone tablet.

It turned out that after the Hellfire burned the souls of the group of Heavenly Sect monks, there was a dark energy that stimulated the stone tablet hidden in the yellow sand.

He didn't know what the dark energy that the soul burned into was it, but it must have been the work of the mysterious coffin couple.

The cruel secret method of lighting the sky lantern should not have been cast, and the mysterious coffin couple had already discovered the clues in this yellow sand, so they cast this cruel secret method.

"Did you learn?" The beautiful woman with the coffin asked Xi Xuanyinzi again.

Xixuan Yinzi's face showed a look of shame, and she still shook her head blankly.

Apparently, she hadn't learned the secret art.

After the soul of the sixth Imperial Heaven Sect monk was sucked out by the beautiful woman with the coffin, Xixuan Yinzi's beautiful eyes lit up, and it was obvious that she had mastered the essentials of this secret technique.

"The soul of the last Heavenly Sect monk is up to you to suck it out." The beautiful woman with the coffin breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said to Xixuan Yinzi.

Ding Xiaoyi and the others were already attracted by the stone monument that suddenly appeared on the sand dune, and they rushed towards the stone monument in the sand dune.

A violent roar rang out, and the sand beneath the stele surged in all directions.

The stele exuded a mysterious and ancient atmosphere, and at the same time, four large characters appeared on the stele.

Every word exudes supreme might, and every word contains a majestic qi.

"The Tomb of the Sage", Mo Yongxing's eyes fell on the handwriting on the stone tablet, and he couldn't help but read those four words.

It was a very old script, and the strokes on the font were extremely cumbersome, and the strokes of the character had penetrated eight points deep into the stone tablet.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't know this ancient text, this cumbersome text has a unique charm, and the silver pen and iron hook are wanton and domineering.

"This should be the handwriting left by the Daopin Emperor."

Mo Yongxing's face showed a solemn expression, and he explained to everyone again.