Chapter 220: Ice Flames Sweep Through, Soft Shirt Comes Around

The smoke and dust were filled, the rubble was scattered, and with a sigh, the hidden stone door was opened, and the stone chamber that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years finally reappeared in the world.

Everyone looked intently at the inside of the stone gate, waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate.

But who knows, a series of painful screams suddenly came out of the darkness, and the sound was like a file poking straight at the ear drum, which was terrifying.

After the roar, the stone room suddenly had a gust of wind, blowing from nowhere, I don't know where it was blowing, and at the same time, the ground began to tremble violently, and the whole stone room seemed to be shaken by a strong force, and the fine sand and gravel fell like rain.

The cry from the mouth of the evil ghost became more and more poignant, and gradually became one, and the boundless yin and noise made people impetuous and restless, and it was almost difficult to keep their hearts clear with the current Taoism of a few people!

When the smoke cleared slightly, the soil inside the stone chamber churned like pulp, and the four-sided chains burst out of the dirt.

"Boom!", the chains hooked the dead corner of the stone room, and then, with the sound of chains, a copper coffin slowly emerged from the ground.

The purple copper coffin is trapped by the chains of the four directions, and there are many runes and seals to seal the town, but at this moment, the runes on the coffin are flashing red, burning more and more red, even if Mo Chen does not understand this spell, he can see that the rune seal is bursting out with all his strength to resist the restlessness from the coffin.

"Retreat!" Mo Chen shouted angrily, and everyone stepped back a few steps in unison, but who knew that an invisible barrier was blocking behind him, and no matter how everyone roared, the barrier still did not move.

Extremely nervous, calling for the battle of Shanyuan, all the monks who participated in the battle died, only the Bone Desolate Dao Man and the power of the Tai Void remained, and the power of the Tai Void had been wiped out by Mo Chen, and the Bone Desolate Dao Man had already disappeared, and the Fa Avatar was still lying in the ring of the Emperor Wind Chime.

Who is the seal in the bronze coffin? What is it? living and dead?

Without waiting for Mo Chen to think about it, in an instant, there was a bang, the coffin opened, and the fire came out!

Purple flames erupted from inside the coffin, and suddenly swept through the entire stone chamber with lightning speed.

Cold, extremely cold, so cold that it freezes to the bone marrow, and I shiver all over.

Ice, the ice froze, and the ice cover continued to spread, covering the entire stone chamber in an instant.

It looks like a flame, but in fact it is cold, and it is actually extremely ice and fire.

I can't help but say, how dare I slack off, Mochen stretched out his fingers to connect the dots, and the Great Riyuan Fire condensed.

The Great Sun Source Fire is the true fire of the sun, the ancestor of all fires, even if it is only the size of a fist, but the extreme ice fire is still forced to not dare to get close, and can only surround everyone in a circle.

Gradually, the ice and fire were rootless after all, and the ferocious fire gradually extinguished, leaving only the copper coffin hovering in the middle of the stone room.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the coffin of the copper coffin was vigorously opened, and everyone waited for a long time, but nothing came out.

Helpless, since there is no way out, then I can only go to investigate and find a way out.

But Mo Chen's heart was also strangely tight, the Bone Desolate Dao people were obviously decent monks, and there was no reason to harm them at all, why did they leave a purple copper coffin behind the desk, and hide the monstrous ice and fire in it.

Walking forward slowly, Mo Chen's fingertips and great sun source fire kept jumping, for fear that there would be any more ice and fire gushing out.

But until they walked into the bronze coffin, there was no vision, and the bronze coffin just hovered quietly in the air, as if it was out of place with the whole world.

Mochen and the others looked into the coffin, a charred black and dry bone, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, as if he was very peaceful, although everyone could not recognize the origin of the dry bone, but judging from the clothes of the dry bone, it was very obvious.

The wife of the Bone Wastelander, Cher.

Dressed in a snow-white soft shirt, with an ice blue ribbon wrapped around his waist, a small bell hung on the ribbon, but it had long been rusted into useless things, and Yan Hao, who was closest to him, blew the bell into powder with just one breath.

But before everyone could take a closer look, the powder condensed again and turned into a bell again.

"Jingle ......" A crisp bell sounded, and ice and fire gushed out again!

It's just that this time the ice and fire turned out to be in a line, and bundles rushed towards Mo Chen!

The ice and fire were surging, instantly enveloping the entire ink dust and burning wildly.

"Mochen!" everyone exclaimed in unison, and just as they wanted to make a move, they didn't know that Mochen's voice came from the fire.

"Wait!" the voice was calm, but puzzled, and it didn't look like it was in pain.

"This fire...... I don't feel anything......" Burning Man Ink Dust scratched his head, obviously this ice and fire did not have the power of guessing.

But now the vision when the ice and fire overflowed from the copper coffin must not be fake, but now it is very different, but it makes everyone wonder.

However, there is one thing that does put everyone's hearts at ease, at least for now, it seems that Mochen is unharmed at all.

"The fire is decreasing. It was only a moment before Ink Dust felt the change of fire and ice.

Yan Hao, who was on the side, thought about it for a while, and took a robe from the ring.

Although he looks five big and three thick, but his mind is delicate and tight, pondering the magic of ice and fire, although he didn't do anything about the ink dust during this time, but in case he burned his clothes, he would have to come out naked, which didn't have a good impact, after all, there was such a female monk here.

Who knew that in the next breath, there was a soft sound of "bang", and everyone followed the sound to see, in the copper coffin, a snow-white soft shirt on the dry bones directly shattered, turned into a little spiritual light, and all of them were submerged in the ice and fire.

The next moment, Yan Hao's expression was even more surprised......

What about the clothes that Mo Chen is wearing?

To be precise, it's not gone, but it should be a change of clothes, not the original Qingxu Sect robe, but a gray-black robe.

The gray base, with the dark black edge, was worn at the beginning of the ink dust, and the one given by the emperor wind chime was exactly the same!

A fire, without doing anything, just changed Mochen's clothes?

However, if you really want to talk about it, Mo Chen's gray and black robes are still different from the original.

Just on the chest of the robe, there is a word embroidered with white thread on a gold background, "lazy"!

When everyone was surprised, the Emperor Wind Chime was the eldest lady of the Holy Clan's Emperor Family, and her brain turned quickly, and she immediately reacted.

After a moment's thought, he asked in surprise: "This is... Transformed by that snow-white soft shirt?"

This is not a trap set by the Bone Wastelanders, but a heritage.

The soft shirt is a rare treasure, and after listening to the thoughts left by the Bone Desolate Dao people, Mo Chen was the first to bow down, and the first to tell the fact that the evil demon had been destroyed.

Undoubtedly, the greatest wish of the Bone Wasteland people was satisfied, so the soft shirt identified the ink dust, and the ice and fire also identified the ink dust.

Mo Chen didn't pay attention to the "lazy" on his chest, looked at his sleeves, looked at his trousers, and made a few more punches, feeling that the fit was tight, so he nodded to Emperor Fengchi and smiled: "I'm still worried that it will change back to the appearance of a soft shirt, then I really can't wear it." ”