Chapter 1947: Self-Imprisonment
"Boy, do you know the consequences of doing this. Kill my children and grandchildren, and you will die a terrible death. There was a roar from the huge coffin. Boundless resentment, boundless resentment, filled with it.
"Huh. Yang Feng sneered and responded: "What a joke." ”
"Boy, what do you mean?" the huge coffin's voice was even colder, and the boundless murderous aura was hidden in it. This human, the kid even dared to laugh at him. Who gave him the guts?
"Hahaha. Yang Feng looked up to the sky and laughed: "If you let them kill us, can't we fight back? This is not a joke, what is it?"
"Hmph. If you die just now. Then you don't have to suffer much. Now. I want you to know that death is a luxury for you. There was another cold sound from inside the huge coffin, and at the same time, the space became eerie, as if hell had really fallen.
All around were the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the cold light enveloped the heavens and the earth.
Cold, cold, and bad emotions in my heart suddenly exploded at this time.
A series of beautiful voices suddenly sounded. It was as if there were many lights in the dark world.
It didn't take long for the scene of the ghost crying wolf to disappear.
"Is that all there is to it?"
"These guys are very unwilling to die, so I'll help them get over. Edra sneered as she played the violin.
"What?" said a surprised voice from inside the huge coffin.
Before he could use his tricks, he was broken. This move is one of his special moves, and it is extremely powerful. Can make the opponent die in pain. Even the powerhouses of the Dominating level are unavoidable. The man who played the violin was able to crack his tricks with ease.
"Don't think you're good at hiding in a coffin. Xiao Shuai sneered.
When I first saw this coffin, I thought he was very powerful. Now it doesn't seem to be that case at all. It's just to scare people.
"Hmph, you boys dare to underestimate me. "The voice inside the huge coffin is getting more and more annoyed!
I haven't been born for so many years, is it really ignored?
"It's still the same sentence, if there is any trick, just use it. Don't talk nonsense. Xiao Shuai smiled and stretched.
"Old fellow. If you want to deal with them, you'll have to get out of the coffin. Putting himself in a coffin for so many years. Isn't it stuffy?" said the wild man who was locked in the cage laughed.
"Hmph. You bought yourself in a cage for so many years. Why don't you come out? Don't think you've got your own idea, I don't know. A very dissatisfied voice came from inside the huge coffin.
Yang Feng and the others were all surprised, they locked themselves in a cage and locked themselves in a coffin. What the hell are these two guys trying to do? It's just a brain problem!
"Hahahaha. ”
"I'm not the same as you. I have no children or grandchildren, let alone be killed in front of me. ”
"If you can bear it, why can't I?"
The wild man laughed.
"Hmph. ”
The huge coffin snorted softly, and he was hesitating now.
For him, the current situation is a dilemma.
If he didn't kill these guys, he couldn't swallow this breath in his heart.
In this way, how can we cultivate?
However, if he breaks out of the coffin, then all his efforts will be in vain, and his gains will be very limited.
All these years of hard work, has it just been in vain?
It's really unwilling.
"You forced me. ”
"Damn, you all deserve to die. ”
"I'd rather the old ghost don't provoke people, even if someone dares to provoke me. ”
Soon, these voices were annihilated by an earth-shattering sound.
Suddenly the sky turned red, then blue, then black, then white, and suddenly the light pierced the sky, and suddenly there was thunder.
The heavens and the earth changed, and the entire Netherworld Tears seemed to be boiling at this time, and the rolling waves hit the sky.
This vision is simply terrifying.
"Retreat. ”
Yang Feng hurriedly spoke.
This guy is too fierce, and this kind of momentum that breaks through the sky is simply not something they can handle.
How could such a strong man be possible in this chaotic land.
A beam of light enveloped everyone, and Yang Feng wanted to teleport everyone to the Heavenly Gate in an instant.
It is precisely because of such means that Yang Feng will have no fear when he comes here.
"Gone, gone?"
At this time, a cold voice sounded behind Yang Feng and the others.
The voice of the Son of Dreams.
He had already set up the space confinement just now.
If Yang Feng wanted to leave, it would be impossible at all, unless he could break his spatial confinement.
"Where to go?"
Ye Fan's voice also sounded.
"Do you want to run now?"
The massive body of the Smolderflame Lion also appeared.
None of the three of them died.
They all came out of the black hole.
"Hahaha. ”
"It seems that you have many enemies. Now your only chance is lost. There is only one dead end for you. ”
A figure appeared inside the huge coffin, this figure had skin wrapped in bones, it could be said that it was not human, not ghost.
Around him were hundreds of millions of unwilling soul shadows, each of which was roaring.
They have an infinite hatred for the world.
"I really didn't expect that after so many years of not being born, there would be so many geniuses in the Divine Realm, which is really rare. ”
Ning Lao Ghost said with a smile, this laughter sounded unusually eerie, making people sound creepy.
"This senior is Senior Ning?"
The Dark Dream Saint Son looked at Old Ghost Ning and said respectfully.
Old Ghost Ning's terrifying eyes swept directly towards the Dark Dream Holy Son.
"Say, how do you know about me?"
"After all this time, no one remembers me at all. Or that the people who remember me think I'm dead. ”
Old Ghost Ning's deep eyes carried a deep sense of vigilance.
The person in front of you is not looking for them on purpose.
"We secretly dreamed about the record of Ning's predecessors, saying that Ning's predecessors were the absolute first people under the domination of this era. Even among the masters, there are few opponents. I just don't know where to go, maybe I'm dead. At that time, I sighed, what a pity, God is jealous of talents, therefore, I have a deep impression of you. ”
At this time, the Holy Son of Dark Dream hurriedly responded.
This old ghost Ning is too suspicious.
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