Can't be killed.

Can't sleep.

Being stuck like a dog skin plaster can't be shaken off, Ao Vest was helpless, so he could only stare at Yan Xing, and continued to bury his head and walk towards the Pitch Black Temple.

"Aobei, you can take the remains of the saint with you, but you must keep this person."

Hmmm-

The phoenix spread its wings, swept across the sky with a flame streamer, and instantly hovered above the temple, and the blazing aura descended, locking the back of the ao, as if there would be a terrorist attack falling in the next moment.

"Zhang Shinian!"

Ao's back sank, and he glanced at the lively Yan Punishment in the bronze coffin, and felt extremely aggrieved, what does it mean to leave this person? He's the one who gets stuck up, okay!

"If you have the ability, just arrest Yan Xing, Lao Tzu can't ask for it!"

"However, you'd better not be a drunkard who doesn't want to drink and want to snatch the remains of the saint, otherwise I guarantee that you won't be able to eat and walk around!"

"Huh?"

In the Crimson Temple, Zhang Shinian looked suspicious, and looked at Yan Xing with a look of surprise on his face, it seemed that it really didn't look like he had been kidnapped.

At the same time, he also had some drumming in his heart, and he did have the intention of delaying time, but it was not good to tear his face directly, so he could only use the topic to play.

'Humph! Zhang Shinian, do you think you are so high-spirited, who can withstand the temptation of facing the remains of a saint? All the hesitation is just due to a lack of strength. ’

A look of disdain flashed in Aobei's eyes, and he slowly took two steps, concentrating and perceiving, the distance was enough, and he had already established a consciousness link with the Pitch Black Temple.

"Hades, the Gate of the Dead!"

"Altar of Reincarnation! On-"

Thundered!

Katsa!

As the Aobei Mind drove the towering temple to flicker with brilliant divine light, the inscriptions on its surface appeared one after another, and then instantly melted into a pitch-black liquid, surging and boiling, and began to reorganize from the particle level.

"Not good!"

Zhang Shinian looked shocked, he didn't expect that he just hesitated for a moment, he had already missed the opportunity, and just stepped out of the temple, there were two figures on the battlefield in the distance who broke away from the battle, one flickered, directly blocking in front of him.

"The sun never sets on the Sanctuary, and you want to meddle in our disputes in the underworld? Zhang Shinian, are you sure you can call the shots on your own? ”

When Zhang Shinian heard this, his expression froze, and he stopped directly in place, this is indeed where he is entangled, and those who break the rules often do not end well.

"Hehe, red mouth and white teeth, you can't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Shinian shook his head and chuckled, the palm behind his back was quietly clenched, and he looked at Yan Xing on the coffin with a blank expression, and continued: "By the decree of my emperor, I just want to take away Yan Xing, what kind of saint's remains, I didn't see it at all. ”

"Tsk, I hope so."

The two gods and demons looked indifferently, they didn't know whether they believed Zhang Shinian's nonsense or not, and they didn't leave, they just stood in front of each other, and now it was the most critical step in the plan, and there was no room for the slightest mistake.

Rumble! Katsa –

In an instant, the temple had been reorganized, turning into a huge conical cylindrical altar, hundreds of thousands of feet high, connecting heaven and earth, and its body was covered with strange patterns, as if it were a living thing, flowing on it, escaping this yin to cold aura, lingering with death, with a slight smell of corruption of the underworld.

This sacrifice is completely made from the accumulation of the underworld.

Whining!

The yin wind howled, the altar runes flickered, and the dark glow energy converged in the center of the top, slowly spinning, forming a dark vortex, as if it could connect to the land of the dead.

At the same time, a strange invisible force extended from the altar, lifting the bronze coffin on the shoulders of the Ao's back, and floating towards the dark vortex passage.

Call!

Ao Bei finally breathed a sigh of relief, not only his body was loosened, but his tense nerves were also relaxed, and he looked at the sky with a playful face, facing Zhang Shinian's eyes.

"Zhang Shinian, are you in a hurry?"

"Aobei, what do you mean by that?"

Zhang Shinian frowned, he was really anxious, but he definitely didn't show it, he had already made his attitude clear, wasn't it enough?

"Hahaha! Idiot! ”

Ao Bei suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, slowly spread out his clenched fists, and there was a dense light floating between the palms, flowing and jumping, but he couldn't escape the shackles of the palms.

"We have laid out the means in this secret realm in advance, and even the remains of the saint have been invited out, do you think there are no other arrangements?"

"The entire secret realm and time and space are shrouded in secret methods, and even the high-dimensional time and space are disturbed, and all information is blocked and cannot be transmitted to the outside world. Well, let me see, in just ten breaths, you have sent out more than 10,000 messages through various means......"

"Tut-tut! It's really yours, Zhang Shinian! ”

Ao Bei looked proud, pretended to count the information streamers in his palm, and then clenched his five fingers and pinched them into nothingness.

Seeing this, Zhang Shinian's face darkened, and he knew that the general trend had gone, so he was silent and no longer continued to argue.

From the very beginning, they had no chance to take away the remains of the saint from the hands of the Holy Land of Reincarnation, not because of the difference in strength between the two forces, but because of the poor information, if they knew that the remains of the saint would appear in the secret realm from the beginning, how could they be so passive.

"Hey young, black heart, black liver and black lung, Aobei, you guy is really insidious!"

Hearing the ridicule, Ao Bei frowned and looked back, only to see that on the bronze coffin that had already submerged into the whirlpool passage, Yan Xing was still sitting cross-legged like an old dog, and he had no intention of leaving.

"Yan Xing—"

"Are you really going to bite to death?!"

Ao Bei was so angry that his face twitched, is there something wrong with this kid's brain! Doesn't he understand what's behind this whirlpool passage?

】

There is the old nest of the reincarnation holy land in the underworld, which is controlled by the master of the reincarnation of the Wuji True Immortal, and if he doesn't run away quickly, he still wants to follow the door, isn't this the old birthday star hanging himself, looking for death!?

"Hehe, isn't it the underworld? It's just right, idle is idle, and it's not bad to go shopping. ”

Yan Xing's face was pale, he stretched his waist, and lay directly on the coffin to show his attitude.

"Aobei, it's easy to please God, it's hard to send God, if you dare to provoke me, you have to be prepared to pay the price......"

Buzzing!

As the bronze coffin continued to slide into the whirlpool, and finally touched the body of Yan Xing, the Altar of the Underworld immediately reacted, and countless rune chains rose into the air, shooting out violently, trying to kill the foreign stowaway on the spot.

Bokeh!

The power of the chain is terrifying, and each one is not weaker than the casual blow of the god and demon powerhouse, Yan Xing directly gave up resistance, and in the face of the threat of death, he immediately fell into the void.

Void, [Not Here] talent ignores all attacks, cannot be targeted, and pierces all matter.

I saw that Yan Xing waved his hand at many gods and demons, and his bubble-like body slowly sank, passed through the indestructible bronze coffin, and fell into the coffin.

"Damn!

”

Ao's back was so angry that his already dark face became even darker, and he didn't dare to imagine what kind of expression the Lord of Reincarnation would show when he opened the coffin with great interest.

It's going to be better than ever, right?!

Bastard, how dare you think so, it's over, the Lord will definitely punish him severely.

Helpless, Ao Vest felt powerless, he had a detailed analysis of Yan Xing's ability, and understood that all attacks and bans were meaningless, so he had always treated him as air, but he never expected this kid to play this game when he came.

Alas-

Zhang Shinian sighed secretly in his heart, under the suppression of the two gods and demons, he had no chance to get close to the coffin, let alone take away Yan Xing.

What about showing attitudes?

If you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of what happens, Aobei will definitely not risk letting it get close to the remains of the saint, the other party is in control of the whole situation, and everything is done according to the safest rules.

Didn't complete the mission of the Empress of the Divine Phoenix, failed! In the face of the remains of the saint, there is not even a single hair left, a failure in failure! It's hard to stretch.

Roar, roar, roar!

Nope-

The Netherworld and the Black Sky Holy Land could only watch as the bronze coffin was swallowed into the whirlpool passage, and they were so anxious that their eyes were split, and they could only wail in vain under the interception of the gods and demons.