Feng Budu was silent, and an indifferent smile gradually appeared on his face: "I don't have a home, and I don't have a family mission, but I can understand your life shrouded by fate, that feeling." He looked at the sarcophagus again, "What is in the sarcophagus that can make or break the tide of this battle?"

Fu Qiao was also silent, as if he had fallen into the past, but his expression was painful: "That's the nightmare of the real dragon, the nightmare of my family!" Then his face was a crazy determination, "I will never let them succeed!"

"How do you stop them?" asked Feng Budu directly.

Fu Qiao glanced at him and said, "As long as the inheritance of the white charm can be successfully completed, and he can control the sarcophagus after obtaining the inheritance, he will be the lord of the immortal mountain for the next ten thousand years, even if there are a hundred and a thousand emperors, he will not be able to help the immortal mountain!"

Feng Budu breathed a sigh of relief, the inheritance had come to an end, and Huang He and Yun Yao couldn't help him, if Fu Qiao was not threatened, this game would be a dead end, they only had to wait for victory.

However, at this moment, Yun Yao waved the inscription short staff in her hand and said in a low voice, "It's almost time!" She was still shrouded in real water, resisting Fu Qiao's dragon flame, but the next moment she did something surprising.

I saw that the inscription short staff in Yun Yao's hand was shining, and after a little heaning, an extremely thin glow suddenly rose into the sky, not affected by Long Yan at all. The glow was like a giant screen with a meteor sinking into the sky. In a moment, the screen that covered the sky vibrated violently, like a sudden tsunami, startling a monstrous wave, and it seemed as if an endless number of beasts were biting each other, and the victor could break through the barrier and be free.

Fu Qiao was affected just when the barrier in the sky began to fluctuate violently, and soon a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was even a little frightened in his eyes, and looked back at the sarcophagus.

The legacy of the White Charm is not over yet.

"Yun Yao, what did you do?" Feng Budu scolded.

"I'm sorry, I have to do this!" Yun Yao seemed to have prepared this sentence, "The cause of ten thousand years must have an effect. ”

"Then you can't wait another 10,000 years?" The anger of the wind is like a fierce tide in the quiet sea, and it comes especially suddenly, making people dare not disobey.

"Ten thousand years, don't you know how terrible time is for human beings?" Yun Yao was not afraid of the wind at all, "The Fu family of the three major families has disappeared, and the Long family of Sword Casting City has also fallen, and we are trying our best to save the last family, and what do you have? For your childish thoughts...... You...... You can't understand it!"

"Childish?!" Feng Budu couldn't help but be stunned, "it turned out to be in your eyes...... Ha, yes, everyone has their own way of living, but I won't change it, if I'm wrong, let me go to hell!"

"You ......" Yun Yao's face flushed, and she turned her head to Huang He and shouted, "What are you waiting for at this time?"

Huang He took a deep breath, the smile on his face suddenly became strange, and he snorted coldly.

"Fu Qiao, I'll let you see my real strength!"

As soon as the magic seal in his hand condensed, the Dao robe suddenly flew upside down, and even the surrounding dragon flames were forced to completely retreat due to that powerful momentum. His strength was finally revealed, and judging from the fluctuations, it was actually the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Cave Heaven.

Just when Fu Qiao was surprised, Huang He recited a strange spell in his mouth, and after the spell was recited, his palm pressed down towards the void, and the space around him quickly twisted, and a distorted space vortex appeared behind him.

"Come out, my darling!"

Feng Budu's brows finally furrowed.

It's summoning!

Summoning is a thaumaturgy that is not available in a decent family, and only Kua Zizhong has it among the people he knew before, and Kua Zizhong can even summon Shura, who he has never heard of, and unexpectedly defeat the genius Li Xiaoyao from the east, laying the foundation for Xiaoyao's victory.

"Huang He is from the East, and he is practicing evil sect Taoism, but he didn't expect to have this kind of technique!" Feng Budu sighed in his heart, but the momentum on his body had improved again and again, and he had reached the realm of false qi at this time. Fu Qiao didn't just buy time for the inheritance of Bai Mei.

And the thing summoned by the Yellow Crane finally revealed its true face, it was a bloody sarcophagus that was nearly two feet long, and blood kept coming out of the sarcophagus.

"Up!"

As soon as the magic seal in Huang He's hand changed, the lid of the blood coffin suddenly exploded with a loud bang, and the first thing that spread was blood, and the blood continued to spread, forcing Long Yan away completely, and finally formed a sea of blood, which was equal to Fu Qiao's sea of fire.

Feng Budu's pupils contracted violently, wasn't this the sea of blood fighting with the White Phantom sarcophagus in the phantom array? But he always felt that something was missing.

Sure enough, a huge hand stretched out from the blood coffin and grabbed the edge of the blood coffin, and then a huge blood corpse rose from the blood coffin, and his huge body seemed to be affected by some kind of force, directly through the sea of blood, and landed firmly in the center of the sea of blood.

The largest corpse appeared, tall and mighty, with an aura that made people can't help but bow down, covered in blood, which flowed as if it had life, wrapping around his every muscle.

Feng Bu took a deep breath and said strangely: "It turns out that this is the Blood Corpse King!"

Yun Yao felt uncomfortable in her heart, lowered her head and stopped looking at the sea of blood, and said, "Huang He, you are really a madman!"

Fu Qiao's eyes stared at the Blood Corpse King, his teeth were clenched, his eyes were full of fire, and he said angrily: "Huang He, even if I become a ghost, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

Huang He couldn't stop laughing, and said coldly: "Hard mouth! I'll make Ming'er hard!"

"Up!"

A deep cry came out, and Huang He almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sea of blood suddenly sent out the most violent impact towards the sea of fire.

Fu Qiao was naturally not to be outdone, Long Yan ascended to the sky and turned into a huge wall of fire, the wall of fire was like substance, and for a while it blocked the attack of the Yellow Crane's sea of blood. The blood waves are cold and make people shiver, and the sea of fire is extremely domineering, and the high walls are insurmountable.

The battle situation fell to Fu Qiao on one side, but the wind did not cross, but there was a dark cloud in his heart.

Since the appearance of the Blood Corpse King, he has never taken his eyes off, the Blood Corpse King is standing in the middle of the sea of blood, not moving at all, even his robe is not affected by the messy qi in the air.

This is a terrible fact, the Blood Corpse King should have been an extremely strong man during his lifetime, and his cultivation was even far greater than that of Emperor Li, after all, he could compete with Fu Qiao at the peak of strength with only the instinct left over from his body, and if he was alive, Fu Qiao might only be able to hold on to ten moves.

"Huang He, time is running out!" Yun Yao continued to urge, she didn't seem to have any plans to do it herself.

Huang He was already sweating profusely, and snorted coldly: "Don't worry, little girl, the old man has been preparing for this day for hundreds of years, and he will definitely not miss it today!" After speaking, his arm was raised high, and his robe slid down to reveal his entire arm, which was actually bright red.

Feng Budu only felt a dull heart, he had never seen such a bright red color.

"Soul Dementorship, Condensation!"

Huang He's blood-colored arm pressed towards his heart, and pointed straight into his heart like a sword, and suddenly the yin wind was fierce, and the whole space trembled.

Fu Qiao was shocked: "Old Ghost Huang actually sacrificed himself to condense half of his soul for the Blood Corpse King. ”

People have three souls and seven souls, and only when they have all the souls can they be considered complete, and there is no difference between ordinary people who only have half a soul and a dead person, but the Blood Corpse King obviously can't be measured by ordinary people, otherwise Huang He will not be able to take risks.