"Boom ......"

Raging flames rushed down from the sky, and huge lightning bolts swept through the sky, like dragons formed by thunder and lightning.

Some mountains and rivers turned into catastrophic fires under thunder and lightning, and lonely giant peaks turned into magma in flames.

"Ah......h

Mo Wen looked at the god platform above, and yelled unwillingly, it was really too late.

"Squeak...... Click...... Click......"

Cracks, like cobwebs, spread rapidly across the earth.

The hot air flow poured into the nose, and the mouth, nose, trachea, and the whole lungs were filled with a burning pain.

Heaven and earth are already a sea of fire, and if it is any later, I am afraid that there will be no way to escape.

"Boom ......"

The loud noise in the sky was like a death knell, and the raging fire rushed down with a blazing heat.

Mo Wen glanced at the altar above, turned out the treasure tripod and buckled it upside down on his head, blocking the blazing temperature and running down.

Everywhere you look, there is a sea of fire, and the mountains in the distance are like snow in the sun, melting most of them, and the earth is also red.

A huge gate of light was miles away, and all the living beings were swarming inside. Mo Wen didn't dare to linger, and rushed towards the bottom of the altar.

"Rumble ......"

Halfway through, a huge sound suddenly came into his ears, and Mo Wen hurriedly looked up, only to see a huge object suddenly crashing out of the endless sea of fire and thunder pool, heading straight for the altar.

The scene was very shocking, terrifyingly magnificent, and Mo Wen was also shocked in his heart.

The rectangular object, clad in endless dark red flames and strings of thunder and lightning, crossed the void at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye it came closer.

"It's the coffin puller!"

The huge object was a bloody coffin, with countless huge iron chains wrapped around it, and it was pulled by a tall and burly figure in front of it, and it rumbled into it, and it was undoubtedly the person who pulled the coffin.

Mo asked the horror in his heart, what kind of realm is this coffin puller, who can actually bathe in the endless sea of fire and thunder?

The temperature around him was at a sharp height, and the scorching skin was painful, and Mo Wen rushed down in shock, looking at the blood coffin that rushed straight towards the altar.

"Huh!"

At the moment when the two were about to stagger apart, a chain flew in, instantly locking Mo Wen's waist and carrying Mo Wen backwards.

"Poof!"

Between the extreme stillness and extreme movement, the powerful liliang contrast instantly shook the viscera, and Mo Wen couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

In his drowsiness, he suddenly became cold, and a strange liliang invaded from the front, evil and terrifying, as if he wanted to devour his soul.

He looked up suddenly, and was suddenly startled, at this moment, he was less than a foot away from the blood-colored coffin.

The crimson word "Lay" on the coffin board was constantly bubbling blood, revealing a terrifying demonic nature, like a demon crawling out and wanting to devour itself in an instant.

"Ahh

Mo Wen was horrified, wanting to stay away from this evil thing, grabbed another chain, stepped on the chain hole, and tried his best to climb forward.

The chains around his waist are extremely heavy, there are tens of thousands of catties, and Mo Wen is so tired that he is tired enough to climb out of a few feet, and his feet are trembling, making it difficult to continue.

Fortunately, the strange feeling behind it has eased slightly, as long as you don't talk about it, you will be fine.

Scanning the surroundings, the blazing heat was isolated by a strange force, and his life was temporarily saved! Mo Wen's heart was relieved, and he looked at the burly back in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

The coffin puller happened to fly to the top of the altar at this moment, and punched out furiously, shattering the light curtain with a bang, and even the sarcophagus was shattered with one palm.

A scroll-like thing appeared, and in an instant, it was full of light, as if it could shine on nine heavens and ten earths.

"Relic of the gods!" Mo Wen exclaimed.

The coffin puller's face did not rise or fall in the slightest, and he grabbed the divine law scroll, turned sharply, and flew straight up. Under the action of strong inertia, Mo Wen was careless and was almost thrown out.

"Ah......h

He exclaimed, hurriedly hugged the chain, struggled to stabilize his body, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The coffin puller pulled the bloody coffin and crashed into the raging fire, and the surroundings were suddenly red.

The blazing heat could actually penetrate that strange force, Mo Wen's clothes and hair were instantly scorched, and the bare skin was even more scorching and painful.

At such a temperature, it can kill people in a moment, Mo Wen was horrified, but there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, it didn't last long, and the coffin puller kept flying up with the blood coffin, the speed getting faster and faster, breaking through the speed of sound, and the strange force around it became stronger and stronger, isolating the blazing heat.

The flames around him were stretched, Zuihou blurred and disappeared, and countless streamers flew behind him, and the speed was almost beyond the scope of human common sense, which was incredible.

"Where is he going?"

Only then did he have this thought in his heart, and there was a sudden huge earthquake in front of him, and a loud noise poured into his ears in the wind, which was deafening, Mo Wen's brain was confused, and his vision was blurred for a while.

A circle of mist formed in front of him, and a huge black hole was in the middle, and the coffin puller pulled the blood coffin and crashed into the big black hole.

After a moment, the dizziness subsided, and Mo Wen quickly looked around, a brilliant and dreamlike passage, and meteors flew rapidly behind him.

"Is this space shuttle?"

The scene in front of him seems to be extremely similar to the time and space travel recorded in the classics, don't ask the horror, but how is this possible? Is this coffin puller a god?

"Whoosh!"

Just when he didn't know where he belonged, the scenery in front of him changed suddenly, the vast mountains in the distance were undulating, the feet were verdant, there were huge fierce beasts running, and there were fierce birds spreading their wings to fight the sky.

The coffin puller didn't know how, but he had already broken through the barrier of the Ancient Holy Courtyard and entered the Great Wilderness Forest.

"Seniors! seniors!"

Don't ask and drink, the coffin puller ignores it, and he keeps shuttling between the wilderness for several miles, the speed is so fast and appalling.

For three days in a row, the coffin puller wore the stars and the moon, kept hurrying, the speed was getting faster and faster, Mo Wen looked at his back, there was a ridiculous illusion - the coffin puller was on the run!

But this is really ridiculous, and the cultivation of the coffin puller is probably incomparable even to the saints in the present world.

In the entire Eastern Wilderness, who has this qualification to make him jealous? Not to mention dodging in a hurry?

But as time went by, Mo Wen became more and more convinced of this idea, and the coffin puller seemed to be really on the run!

On the fourth day, the coffin puller was already a little panicked, not looking behind him, there was a great fear in his eyes, as if there was a wild beast behind him.

And the blood coffin behind him became more and more restless, the coffin body vibrated and pulled the chains, as if it was about to break through the air and fly away.

At this time, the person pulling the coffin yelled, waved the iron chain, and hit the blood coffin viciously, and the sound shook for ten miles, and the surrounding mountains were all collapsed.

Later, the coffin puller was really anxious, regardless of the restlessness of the blood coffin, he just buried his head and ran wildly, as if a catastrophe would befall him if he delayed a little.

"What is he afraid of?"

Mo Wen has an unbelievable feeling, and there is a great fear in his heart, what kind of terrifying existence can chase the person who pulls the coffin?

From time to time, he looked back with the coffin puller, but the world behind him was vast, except for the fierce birds that hit the sky from time to time and the fierce beasts that ran wildly in the wilderness, there was nothing else, let alone that powerful existence?

As the sun set, the sunset turned red, and there was a strong smell of blood in the blowing evening breeze, and Mo Wen looked at the large mountains in front of him in shock.

It was a huge mountain range like a lotus flower, the skin of the mountain was stripped away by a great mana, and the exposed rocks were all stained red with blood, and the corpses of countless huge beasts were lying in the mountains, and the rich blood rushed down the mountain like a rolling stream.

Countless runes are engraved on the mountain, which look like small characters from a distance, but when you get close, it is vast.

"This is a huge magic circle, covering a hundred miles!"

The mountains are like lotus clusters, which are the places where the underground dragon veins converge and give birth to immortals, which is rare in the world.

True blood is the guide, it is the most vicious bloody array in the world.

The runes inscribe the mountain, revealing the laws of the Heavenly Dao, which is the manifestation of the Dao.

These three are all shocking existences casually, and if these three overlap, how shocking will it be?

Don't ask the horror is boundless, try to ask who in the Eastern Wilderness has such a big deal? What kind of earth-shattering event is this, is it that there is also a fierce battle between heaven and earth?

The coffin puller went straight into the big array, the thick blood rushed to the sky, and was blessed by the formation, which could almost shake people's souls.

Don't ask how short the cultivation days are, and suddenly feel that the spirit follows that behavior and soars up to 90,000 miles, wanting to go straight to the green underworld.

"Phew!"

The coffin puller's soft cry was like thunder exploding in his head, and Mo Wen's soul instantly returned to its body.

"Stick to the spiritual platform, the soul will not be extinguished!"

The coffin puller whispered to Mo Wen, and then flicked his sleeves, and a golden light flew out, and the sky and earth were golden in an instant.

It was a huge spell, shining brightly, and it rose in the wind, and in an instant, it skyrocketed.

There are countless strange runes on it, and there are all kinds of mountains, rivers, birds and beasts, like a huge picture scroll, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

"Relic of the gods!"

Mo Wen exclaimed, this is what the coffin puller got from the sarcophagus!

The god's spell finally fell lightly, pressing on the "lotus platform" below, like a huge square.

"Whoosh!"

The coffin puller shook his sleeves again, and another thing flew out, also rising in the wind, but it was a huge bronze coffin, which was pressed in the middle of the life-sacrificing spell.

"Why is it a coffin again?"

These days, it seems to be rushing with the coffin, and you can yujian anywhere!

But what is the coffin puller shaking out of a bronze coffin bottle at this moment? Could it be that his magic weapon against the enemy is not successful?

"Bang Bang!"

Without waiting for Mo Wen to understand, the coffin puller waved his hand again, and the lid of the huge copper coffin suddenly flew up, and a burst of red light bloomed in the golden glow, emitting the magnificent color of the ruby under the light.

"Roaring ......"

A huge roar came out, and the heavens and the earth shook, and the power was boundless, but it was blocked by the magic circle formed by the surrounding lotus peaks.

The majestic and mighty sound was trapped in a very small space, and it was as if they were in a giant bell, and someone struck the bell with a hammer, almost shocking people to death!

As the roar came out, a powerful emanation overwhelmed the Quartet, with the bearing of King's Landing.

This is the blood of the Holy Spirit, and there is a full coffin in the bronze coffin below!

"Who is this coffin-puller? Could it be that he has slaughtered the Holy Spirit? Otherwise, how could he monopolize the blood of the Holy Spirit in this whole coffin?"

Mo Wen's head stiffened, his whole body trembled, and he looked at the coffin puller in horror.