Although I don't have a good impression of the people of the Huang family, I have to admit that Huang Linggong's old guy's skills are definitely not messy.

His posture of stepping on Yu Bu is extremely chic, and his steps are windy, like the eye of the wind.

As the magic trick in his hand turned away, a hurricane like a shroud actually formed around the thin figure, raising his entire aura to the top.

When the momentum climbed to a certain level, the old thing slammed the long sword above the head of the country, his eyes ejaculated, and he recited the incantation in a deep voice,

"The patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty is on top, calling the jade girl, collecting ominous photos, climbing rocks, wearing seals...... What god is not subdued, what ghost dares to be? Haste as a law! ”

Compared with Master Mingtong's peaceful Buddha horn sound, Huang Linggong's mantra obviously had a bit more solemn aura, and as the strong tone gradually rose, the long sword in his hand actually buzzed and trembled, forming a blue arc of electricity, which flickered in front of my eyes.

"Hold the grass, thunder trick ......"

Before I could wake up from the shock, I heard Hui Zhen can't suppress the shocked roar, his expression was exaggerated, and the muscles on his big face twitched wildly, obviously frightened by Huang Linggong's actions.

I was also shocked enough, the lightning guidance technique in the Dao Gate belongs to the top method, although the thunder recipes circulated by various sects and sects are not very consistent, but anyone who can do the lightning guidance with bare hands belongs to the real top cultivators in the Dao Gate.

This old boy really didn't cover it!

Just when we were really stunned, the thunder arc on Huang Linggong's sword was also speeding up.

His beard was all open, his whole body was filled with a full and terrifying momentum, his face was hideous and terrifying, he roared in vain, soared into the sky, turned his long sword, and slashed angrily at the bronze coffin.

"Slash!"

Rumble!

The blue thunderbolt of the baby's thick arm fell vertically into the sky, like a thunder snake dancing wildly, impartially slamming on the vibrating bronze coffin, and a dazzling bright light burst out in an instant, so that Huizhen and I couldn't open our eyes, only felt dizzy, eardrums buzzing and hissing, and were actually frightened by the thunder and sat on the ground.

The thunder light illuminated everything, and at the same time, it forcibly annihilated the evil qi emanating from the bronze coffin.

The crypt fell into a deathly silence again, except for the buzzing in my ears, which continued to pound into my heart.

Even the thunder trick has been used, it should be done, right?

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and fixed my eyes on the bronze coffin again, but just when I thought it was all over, a sharp and piercing cry erupted from the depths of the strange bronze coffin,

Ahh

It was as if 10,000 needles were piercing my brain at the same time, and my eyes were bloodshot, and I instantly felt a strong feeling of swelling in my brain.

When he stared at it again, he found that everything was not over, but the base of the copper coffin hummed again, and with the "zizi" of the runes flickering, a red-fiery thing like a tentacle extended out from under the coffin in vain, forming a dense blood streak, which spread wildly along the ground.

"It's coming!"

Huang Linggong roared in a low voice, directly biting the tip of his tongue, and spilled a mouthful of essence blood on the long sword, piercing the blade of the sword to the ground.

On the long sword blessed by essence blood, a yin and yang fish swirl flickered rapidly, forming an invisible aura, which frantically intersected with those diffracted blood lines, emitting a "poof, puff", a corrosive sound like fried beans.

The ground began to tremble, and I felt as if there was an earthquake beneath my feet, and a Dawson-cold evil aura continued to emanate from beneath the surface.

Those blood streaks were like little snakes, scurrying wildly on the ground, constantly colliding with the yin and yang fish whirlpools.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Huang Linggong blocked most of the blood lines, but he didn't care about the part that extended to my feet.

Soon these strange blood streaks condensed, forming something like a tentacle, and it was coiled around my calf at once.

"Oops."

A sharp pain mixed with coldness made me sway coldly, and these blood streaks exuded an unimaginable evil cold aura, which was frantically seeping into my body.

Just when I was numb and stiff, and I didn't know how to deal with it, there was an explosion in my ears, "Evil beast, get out!" ”

A scarlet ray of light quickly broke through the air, as fast as a meteor, and hit the red "tentacle" impartially.

The only thing I felt was a chill in my calves, and when I looked down, the spread of blood had been nailed to the ground by a copper coin sword, twisting like hemp rope.

Xuan Zhenzi hurried over, drew a spell in the air, and pointed at the sword, pointing at the copper coin sword, the tail end of the copper coin sword "buzzed" and trembled, and the scarlet rune showed a tendency to spread, forcibly pushing away the blood lines on the ground.

The next second, he turned over with a harrier, swept over my head, held the copper coin sword with one hand, and shouted loudly,

"Open!"

The copper coin sword sank three inches into the ground, and at the same time, the runic light emitted from the surface of the copper coin was also forcibly poured into the ground.

The scarlet rune light skyrocketed, like a piece of crimson charcoal, and fell into an even more frantic flicker.

I felt a supreme yang aura surging out of Gen Mako's body, all of which merged into the runes on the surface.

The originally blackened runes flickered again, releasing runic light that was even more dazzling than just now, spreading piece by piece, forcibly forcing a large amount of blood lines back into the bronze coffin.

The sound of Xuan Zhenzi's mantra was transmitted in the air like thunder, and Master Mingtong's hands were shaking violently, also following the frequency of his mantras, and frantically chanting Buddhist scriptures.

One monk and one monk, the two mental forces did not repuls, but formed a wonderful fusion reaction, crushing the bronze coffin that shook wildly.

Look at Huang Linggong again, this old boy also stepped on the step cover that I couldn't understand, and the wind gushed with the step cover, rolling up the wind and sand all over the ground, like a tornado frantically impacting the bronze coffin.

"Ahh......h

The screams under the bronze coffin became extremely poignant, and became more and more sharp and unpleasant.

But correspondingly, the three old men also showed hideous and painful expressions on their faces.

The flickering magic circle runes flickered everywhere, and the injustice in the depths of the bronze coffin was temporarily suppressed, but they did not give up the impact, and still collided with their mental power invisibly.

Every time it collided, the copper coffin would tremble violently, and the faces of the three old men were also twitching violently, gritting their back molars and desperately stalemate.

A large amount of cold sweat covered Xuan Zhenzi's forehead, he gritted his teeth, and even the sound of chanting the incantation changed, and Master Mingtong's ruddy cheeks turned into ripe crabs, looking as if they were about to drip blood.

The most exaggerated is Huang Linggong, this old boy almost bulged out his eyes.

I can't describe my feelings, the people who stay here, whether it is Xuan Zhenzi or Master Mingtong, or the hated Huang Linggong, these three people are all known as the top cultivators of the Xuanmen, but the three of them still can't completely suppress the injustice under the bronze coffin.

You can imagine how horrible that thing is.

Bang dang!

After a stalemate of less than ten seconds, suddenly a dull explosion sounded from the depths of the copper coffin, and even the coffin board weighing several tons jumped violently, moving sideways, and was thrown away by more than two meters.

As the lid of the bronze coffin fell to the ground, Xuan Zhenzi, Master Mingtong, and Huang Linggong also spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and sat on the ground with a gloomy face.

Xuan Zhenzi's eyes were like electricity, and he shouted at me as he landed,

"Zhou Xuan, the time has come, take advantage of the fact that its primordial spirit has been hit hard by us, and quickly stuff the demon fetus into the copper coffin, quick!"