The bronze coffin where Dai Daojin was located was shining with a ghostly light, like a bottomless pit, devouring countless rich dead qi and dead souls.

In the space of the three walls and twenty-eight houses, the thirty-one layers of hidden veins and the heavens, and the corner vein space, Dai Daojin was quietly suspended in mid-air, looking down at a pitch-black continent below.

Countless black "snowflakes" fell to the ground and became part of the Black Continent.

Dai Daojin's eyes were deep, this was the first time he had taken the initiative to use a bronze coffin as a formation to devour living beings. Putting on such a big battle is not simply because of the bet with Xu Xiao.

The purpose of this trip is threefold, one is to accelerate the growth of the horn vein heavens, the second is to test the bottom line of this heaven and earth, and the third is to startle the grass and snakes and see the reactions of those old guys.

With the increasing number of black unknown substances, Dai Daojin faintly perceives a sense of joy and growing up through the angular vein space.

Suddenly, a flash of cyan flashed in the black space that came into view.

Dai Daojin looked closely, only to see a small ball of light in the distance, flashing with cyan glow, slowly falling down.

He was a little surprised, this was the first time he had encountered this situation in this horn vein, stretched out his hand, and the cyan light came closer, lying quietly in his palm, feeling the familiar feeling, and wondering: "Luck?"

With a sweep of his mind, there were three souls and seven spirits lying quietly in the light cluster, and this cyan glow flickered, resisting the devouring and assimilation of the horn veins.

Dai Daojin looked at this soul appearance, it was the guard general in Taichuan City just now, that is, that Cao Changqing, but this person's luck was extremely prosperous. In the original world, this person was edicted into the inner court by the Great Chu Emperor at the age of nine, and he was a genius in the sky, and was valued by Li Mi, the national teacher of Great Chu. It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time, the Great Chu State was destroyed, and after he escaped, when he reappeared, he changed from a Confucian who did not know martial arts to a Cao official who dared to pull the emperor off the horse, and regarded the head of Emperor Liyang as a bag.

At the head of the national disaster, Cao Changqing threw his pen from Rong, and was specially given by the emperor to lead the army, which can be described as a holy favorite, and he lived up to expectations, and stopped Xu Xiao's army in Taichuan City, and his ability to govern the army was not lost to Wang Yangming, who had been famous for a long time.

It's a pity that when he ran into Dai Daojin, the bronze coffin locked the city and devoured all the living beings in the city.

Dai Daojin looked at the cyan glow, his eyes flashed slightly, this luck numerology is extremely mysterious and obscure, even he can't understand it, after studying it in the past few years, he only understands the skin.

Looking down at the black continent, his heart moved, and his feet were already on the ground.

The black substance under this foot is made of dead air and undead spirits, a bit like black soil, but slightly harder.

Dai Daojin's wrist flipped, and the cyan aura fell to the ground, and the black substance on the ground suddenly seemed to be subjected to great suction, converging around the cyan aura, and finally forming something like a silkworm cocoon.

From time to time, the black cocoon had cyan light seeping out, flashing and flashing, as if it was pregnant with something.

Dai Daojin frowned, a little incomprehensible, what the hell is this?

After a while, the black silkworm cocoon did not move for a long time, and Dai Daojin temporarily put it behind him, and looked up, the black unknown substance had gradually become scarce, which meant that the Taichuan City outside had basically turned into a dead domain, and all the dead qi and dead souls had also been devoured and absorbed.

......

Li Yishan is not a person who practices martial arts, and he has been drinking for a long time, and his health is not very good, in the late autumn night, the mountain wind blew all night, and the whole body was a little chilly at the moment, although he was wearing thick clothes.

Standing on the mountainside, Li Yishan looked at the dark Taichuan City, turned his head and asked Liu Pu, "Do you feel anything?"

The martial artist of the King Kong realm, the body is like a furnace, the soul is stable, the body is like King Kong, the body is not bad, of course, this is the top King Kong realm martial artist. Liu Pu may not have reached this level, but he is at least a figure in the King Kong Realm, and he can be regarded as the person with the highest single force in the scene.

Chen Zhibao may have outstanding qualifications and is expected to be in the realm of the top ten masters, but now, after all, he is still young.

When Liu Pu heard Mr. ask, he sensed it carefully, and his eyes were puzzled, which attracted Xu Xiao and the generals present to look over.

After hesitating, Liu Pucai said: "Sir, my subordinates can still sense that the popularity in this city is like fire just now, and when I look at it at the moment, there is no trace of anger, and the people in the city may all be dead, but they are ......."

The big fat man Zhu Lushan asked, "What?"

Liu Pu continued: "If all the more than 30,000 Great Chu soldiers in this city die tragically in Taichuan City, this city will inevitably be full of anger and resentment, even ordinary people will feel cold and feel it from afar. But at this time, Taichuan City is not dead, which is really strange. ”

Everyone looked at each other, some not knowing what to say.

Xu Xiao directly asked the most fundamental question, and said, "Are you sure that there are no living people in this city?"

Liu Pu affirmed: "Definitely, the army gathered, the blood was like smoke, and it rose to the sky, but at this moment, there is no trace of popularity in Taichuan City, and General Chen can also see it." ”

Xu Xiao's eyes fell on Chen Zhibao, who hesitated: "It cannot be ruled out that person used means to close the blood of everyone in the city. ”

As soon as he said this, Liu Pu's face also showed a hint of hesitation, and he couldn't be sure.

......

In the horn veins, Dai Daojin saw that there was no trace of black matter falling, and his heart moved, returning to reality.

Lying in the copper coffin, Dai Daojin opened his eyes quietly, and did not leave in a hurry, on the contrary, with a trace of solemnity on his face. The bronze coffin locks the city and devours the spirit of all things, these are the preludes, and the next thing is what he really has to face.

Heaven and earth are moving, mysterious and unpredictable, and there is a reason for it, and martial artists who practice to the extreme realm will resonate with heaven and earth, and pry the heaven and earth qi with their own small world weak qi.

This is not the protagonist of Long Aotian, and he has to go against the sky at every turn, because heaven and earth will not pay attention to you at all.

The Huanghuang world, even if it is a land immortal, enters the gate of heaven, it is only a grain of sand in the Ganges, within the rules, no matter how much it jumps, it is just a small splash.

Dai Daojin used to use the bronze coffin to absorb the dead spirits and replenish his horn veins to the heavens, which can be described as stealing chickens, and things are done secretly and slowly, and there will be no big problems.

But at this moment it is different, he locked up a city of creatures, swallowed and accepted, it is a rule-breaking, secretly stealing chickens instead of robbing and robbing, the heaven and earth qi is abnormal, his identity is complicated, and the other five people are deeply implicated, the other five people have their own identities, and possess luck, under the chain reaction, luck shocks.

When the coffin is released, the world will surely shake.

Of course, this kind of shock may not be felt by ordinary people, but those old monsters will inevitably react. Those of them hid, calculating and calculating the past, just for that piece of luck, that great immortal real fruit position.

In the Spring and Autumn National War, the world reshuffled the cards, and countless people dropped their chess pieces, either bright or dark, following the inexplicable trajectory of luck, and exhausted themselves.

At this moment, Dai Daojin pulled over with one hand, and the original chessboard had traces to follow, and his eyes completely became black.

Those old monsters who are reluctant to enter the gate of heaven have to fight with him.

The time of desperate is no longer another day, at the moment when Dai Daojin came out of the coffin.