When I came to this dragon and tiger place in the secret realm of the Tianshan Mountains with the demon girl, the formation was terrifying, the illusions were numerous, and the killing machine was every step.

The girl once said that there is a fairy dormant who has survived from ancient times, and the other party may be injured, or it may be asleep, waiting for the opportunity, and be born in a certain era.

At this time, Snow Thirteen had already re-descended here, and as for the restrictions on cultivation in the Tianshan Secret Realm, with Snow Thirteen's current Dao Fruit, it was nothing at all, and he easily came in.

He stepped out in one step and entered the formation, and all illusions, killing formations, etc., could not cause him the slightest obstacle. In a short time, he was in the depths of the cave, which was dimly lit and bitterly cold.

Back then, he walked with the Fengyin Fairy, sharing weal and woe all the way, but now although he is unparalleled in the world and invincible in the world, the beauty around him at the beginning does not know where.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sad in my heart.

Unlike last time, with Xue Thirteen's current cultivation, his divine sense was extremely keen, and when he first stepped here, he felt a thrilling aura, which made him very uneasy.

A moment later, he came to the end, and above his head was a strange sight of stars levitating, which was actually caused by the formation, not real.

The gusts of wind blew, bitter and harsh, like a ghost crying, and it was terrifying to listen to. Following the dim light, the thick fog rolled, and you could see that there was a pitch-black and huge coffin, three feet high and ten feet wide, which was extremely shocking.

Seeing this scene, anyone will have goosebumps in their hearts.

Snow Thirteen had been here before, but when he returned, he was still a little touched.

The coffin in front of him gave him a very uneasy feeling.

Well?

Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and there was a light in his eyes that was amazing, as if he could see through everything.

He glanced at the coffin, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

What the?

He found something and was amazed.

On the coffin, some ancient patterns were inscribed, like formation patterns.

How could the formation be engraved on the coffin?

Could it be that it is to protect the people inside?

This is almost unheard of.

Xue Thirteen didn't recognize what kind of formation it belonged to for a long time, but it was certain that once someone tried to destroy the coffin, it would definitely trigger the formation and lay the corpse here.

He thought for a moment and walked some distance forward, closer to the coffin.

At the same time, bend down and salute with fists in order to show respect for the people inside. After all, I also got a mysterious box here, and it is very likely that it was a great creation.

What the?

At this moment, Xue Thirteen was taken aback, and he inexplicably heard some voices coming from inside the coffin. To be precise, it is a series of cries, mostly women, like the cries of relatives of the other party when they were buried in ancient times.

In an instant, Xue Thirteen was terrified, how could he hear these voices?

Could it be that the coffin is sealed with the souls of its owner's relatives?

If that's the case, it's too cruel.

"No, it's a funeral pattern!"

Soon, he reacted.

Funeral pattern, also known as a funeral curse, in popular terms, is a kind of formation pattern depicted on the coffin of some big people in ancient times who died, which can always send out a sad and wailing cry, shrouded in mysterious power, and carry out sacrifices.

However, this kind of formation pattern has a very large origin, and there were very few people who were proficient in it in ancient times, and it has long been extinct now. This is because it is said that this pattern can reunite the fragments of the original spirit that have dissipated in the world of the deceased, which is commonly referred to as the conjuring of spirits, so as to achieve a process of life from death.

Of course, this method has very strict requirements for the time interval of death of the deceased, the degree of injury, etc.

Because it was too rebellious, in a certain period of time, there was a fierce battle for snatching this formation.

However, according to Snow Thirteen's knowledge, this formation has great flaws. Once a glorious family, this method is engraved on the coffin of their imperial lord, looking forward to resurrection in the long years to come, and reproduce the glory of the family.

Later, the bones in the coffin did change, and the emperor appeared, but he became a killing machine, and he had no mind at all, and slaughtered all his relatives in one day.

Since then, no one has dared to use this method, and it has gradually disappeared.

But Xue Thirteen didn't expect that this kind of formation pattern was actually engraved in the coffin in front of him.

"What kind of age is this person? As far as I know, after the events of that dynasty in the middle of antiquity, this method began to disappear. Could it be that the people inside were before the middle period, or that the people who buried him thought that the pattern of that dynasty was flawed, or that it was arranged in the wrong way, and still believed in its function?"

Snow Thirteen muttered, his face cloudy.

At the same time, he thought of another thing, what kind of identity does the person who can be buried by this kind of formation have?

Is it really an immortal?

After much thought, he decided to find out.

After all, this coffin is buried with a funeral pattern, if the immortal corpse inside comes back to life like the emperor back then, and kills everywhere, who can stop this martial arts world?

"You be careful, every time you use the Dao Fruit of the Martial Dao Myth, it will be difficult for you to suppress the Heavenly Tribulation. ”

Fu Ling reminded.

Snow Thirteen nodded, but didn't care.

At that moment, his primordial spirit was shining, and he was operating the power of the yang god.

Sure enough, the coffin made of unknown mysterious material was directly seen through by him, and then, a lot of brilliant light rain appeared in front of him, which should be the power of the funeral pattern.

Well?

Next, Xue 13 found that no matter how he exercised, he couldn't see through the power of this formation.

"Three flowers gather at the top!"

He let out a low sigh.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the heavenly spirit cover above his head was rolling, and the light emitted by the primordial god in the sea of consciousness became even more brilliant, and soon three huge white lotus flowers were condensed above his head, making the dim space here suddenly brighten, and the slightest lightning light danced between the petals.

Boom!

It seemed that the coffin felt the invasion of an external force, and it was a slight shock, sending out a vast force.

"Don't fight, otherwise the attack of the coffin will become stronger and stronger, and the mystery inside the clan will be triggered, and it is very likely that something will happen. ”

Fu Ling hurriedly reminded.

Xue 13 nodded and shouted in a low voice, "Swallow!"

Rumble!

His reincarnated body was instantly activated, and a huge devouring vortex was formed outside his body, spinning in an incomparably terrifying manner.

The vast power that swept over him could not cause the slightest damage even if it was refined by his reincarnation body.

At this moment, Xue 13 saw through the power of that layer of formation and saw the real scene inside the coffin.

What the?

"How could it be ......?"

Xue Thirteen's eyes widened suddenly, revealing an incredulous look.

Is that...... A pile of minced flesh and bones, crystal brilliant, and flowing with terrifying essence, made Xue Thirteen extremely frightened, and his soul trembled. That's like...... The power of immortals and saints.

After such a long time, the bones of the owner of the coffin are still bright red and crystalline, flowing with divine energy, as if they have not been invaded by the years at all. It can be seen that his cultivation during his lifetime must be at the level of immortals and saints.

His face was extremely solemn, how could the owner of the coffin turn into a pile of minced flesh and bones?

"Since the man who buried him used a funeral pattern, his bones must have been intact at that time. In this way, it was later that someone discovered the place and destroyed it. Who the hell is it?"

Snow Thirteen murmured.

What he cares about is whether the incident of entering here and destroying the bones of the owner of the coffin happened in ancient times, or after this ancient period?

If it's the latter, it's terrifying.

Because, that shows that there was once a terrifying mysterious powerhouse in the Holy Martial Continent who came infinitely close to the saint and immortal levels, just because the other party could destroy the bones of the coffin owner.

Thinking of this, Xue Thirteen's heart became even more uneasy, because no one knew when the mysterious and terrifying powerhouse would come back, and it was right and evil, but he didn't have any good way. The only thing to be thankful for is that the body in the coffin was destroyed, and the funeral pattern was useless.

Xue Thirteen gave up on this matter for the time being, and after accepting the three flowers on his head, he looked deeper ahead.

There, it was still pitch black, and the strange thing was that even Dexue Thirteen's current cultivation couldn't see things like daylight, as if there was some kind of mysterious qi covering it.

So, he exuded the power of the primordial god and wanted to find out, but a creepy feeling suddenly came from his heart.

This shows that there are even more terrifying things ahead.

"Could it be that there is more than one immortal here?"

Xue Thirteen asked himself in his heart, hesitating, not knowing whether he should continue to move forward.

After all, Ling Zhixuan, the myth of martial arts, had come back then, but in the end he retreated and failed to go deeper.

"Huh, there's life!"

Snow Thirteen's eyes widened suddenly.

When they arrived, they noticed that there were life fluctuations coming out from time to time in front of them, but how could there be vitality here?

"Let's go, don't look for death!"

Fu Ling admonished him in a crisp voice, saying that there was a great terror ahead, don't provoke it.

"No, I'll see. ”

Xue 13 said.

When there is a crisis, there is creation. Although he is now invincible in this martial arts world, this is not the case after returning to the immortal world, and there is still a long way to go.

Immortals are involved here, once there is any creation, it will be extremely amazing, and he can't be indifferent.

Ignoring the persuasion of Fu Ling, he walked forward step by step.

It's a pity that the life fluctuation just now passed in a flash and never appeared again.

In the end, Xue 13 didn't know how long and how far he had walked, and in the process, he released the breath of the Yang God to resist the terrifying coercion emanating from here, and at the same time, if there was anything yin and evil, it could still play a role in deterrence and restraint.

At this point, his eyes widened.

Ahead, a gray mist was agitated, condensed but not dispersed, and the breath was pressing.

Xue Thirteen stood here, feeling that his body was trembling uncontrollably, and his soul trembled.

"Immortals, they are immortals, and the legend is actually true. ”

He couldn't help but exclaim.

In the billowing fog, a tall figure sat cross-legged, motionless. The endless dense fog and yin qi emanated from him, but his appearance was obscured by the Great Dao Qi machine, and he couldn't see it clearly at all.

"It's just a dead man, what's so scary?"

At this moment, Fu Ling spoke.

"The breath of death is so strong that those who are already dead cannot die anymore. ”

Subsequently, it added.

The billowing fog was all dead.

Xue Thirteen was extremely shocked, this immortal was absolutely extraordinary, its body could still maintain the body of the law after death, and the coercion was so strong. This meant that this immortal's cultivation was much stronger than the ones he had seen in the forbidden land behind the Gu family.

"Huh, no, look at the ...... under him."

At this moment, Fu Ling suddenly exclaimed.

Xue Thirteen was puzzled, resisted the terrifying pressure of the other party, and dispersed with the power of the primordial god, and barely saw that beside this ancient immortal, there was actually a green spring water, full of vitality and incomparably rich.

If you look closely, there seems to be some kind of essence flowing in this spring, which is very extraordinary.

"Fountain of Life?"

Snow Thirteen exclaimed, his eyes red.

Before, this spring water was obscured by the other party's rich dead air, and he didn't find it, but at this time, he was sure that this ...... It is the fountain of life in ancient legends.

Moreover, it was incomparably pure, far from the diluted mouthful he had gotten at the beginning.

"Hey, stupid master, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and collect it, with it, you don't have to worry about the catastrophe of the martial arts myth. ”

Fu Ling said excitedly, and his little face turned red.

This is the fountain of life, a drop is enough to live and die human flesh and bones, but it can save life.

"Life and Death Flower ......"

Snow Thirteen's eyes lit up, because he still had a life and death flower on his body, waiting for the fountain of life to water it, once resurrected, even if he died, he could be reborn with it, which was equivalent to a second life.

This is what he prepared for his father and mother, so he had to take it.

Approaching step by step, however, the majesty exuded by the remains of this immortal was too strong, and he was already a little unable to resist it from thirty zhang away, and he had to manifest all his cultivation.

"No, you still urge the Immortal Mansion. ”

Fu Ling said, indicating that he continued to use the cultivation of martial arts myths, and the Heavenly Tribulation would soon come.

Airplanes!

At that moment, Xue Thirteen's mind moved, and the immortal mansion in the sea of consciousness glowed, overflowing with a wisp of fluctuation, permeating his body. In the next moment, he felt that the immortal body's coercion on him was gone, and at the same time, the death qi in the sky was cut off.

So, he quickly came to the green and brilliant spring water, and waved his hand without thinking about it.

Whoa!

Patches of pond water floated up and were ingested into the immortal mansion by him.

And Fu Ling was happily opening a pair of small hands, leading the fountain of life to the other side.

"Spring, spring, collect the source of the spring. ”

The little one shouted, anxious.

After Xue Thirteen heard this, he did so.

Boom!

However, as soon as he touched the origin of the fountain of life, an indescribable loud noise came, rumbling and reverberating, shaking the snow thirteen consciousness sea roaring, and the primordial gods were a little scattered, feeling that the heavens and the earth were about to collapse.

He was stunned, and the spirit of the mansion in the immortal mansion was also stunned, and the two of them widened their eyes and felt cold all over their bodies.

The next moment, they all looked at the tall corpse of this immortal.

"Yes...... Heartbeat?"

Xue Thirteen said dryly.

"Oh no, this dead man is not dead, he is still alive......"

The Fu Spirit Monster screamed, Rao was startled because it had lived for so many years.

(End of chapter)