“......”

The knife master took a big bite of a few pieces of pig's trotters in his hand, chewed hard, and nodded casually and said, "He can make this coffin inseparable from his three-vein initiates." Refining the corpse and preserving the body, feng shui pregnant the god, and Wu Zu nourishing blood, these three are indispensable. However, these three veins of initiates can be regarded as the blessings he has accumulated in his previous life, who let him be reincarnated well? If it is another family, buy a coffin board for him to sleep on..."

Pavilion Master Cao curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "That being said, to have such a vessel that can conceive the corpse of a saint is not something that can be obtained by chance. ”

"Cut..."

"Is there any monster under the Immortal Sect who is not a shocking monster, and what is so strange about raising a holy corpse coffin for his own heirs?"

"Hehe..."

The knife master grinned proudly.

"Don't talk about it, just talk about our husband. After Penglai returned from his career, he was able to fully comprehend the Confucian sage avenue within ten years, and he was the bull's ear of the Confucian scholar in the world. Thirty kings, sixty saints, a hundred years through the sky, and then a step forward is the feather ascending immortal, and the sky is as high. If he had the heart to get a holy weapon like this bird, wouldn't it be a matter of spending several years polishing it? You said that although the world is big, who else can have this opportunity to defy the heavens except for the other seventeen uncles who are also under the Immortal Sect?"

As he spoke, the pig's trotters that the knife master was chewing in his mouth had been swallowed. But he didn't seem to be able to speak lightly, and then he grinned half of his lips, picked up a bamboo in the ground, and picked up the scrap of meat between his teeth without any image. While picking, he continued to chatter: "Let's talk about the distance... Ghosts plot for eternity, and God calculates the heavens. Feng Shui changes life, and the Holy Hand is lacking. Nine turns of reincarnation in the refining of corpses, Wu Zu is immortal and indestructible. The god of war swept Liuhe, and the god of the sword destroyed the common people. The true martial dragon and tiger return to the sect, and the holy dance charms the world... These big monsters, although they have cultivated a single lineage inheritance in their lives, but each lineage inheritance has been cultivated by them to the nine clouds, and they can crush us ants in the ground with a casual hand. What is this? This is the chance, the terrifying place of the heavenly machine, the power of the immortals!"

After saying a long sentence in one breath, maybe he was tired of saying it, and the knife master closed his mouth after speaking. But there was also a little more meaning in his eyes looking at the north. Pavilion Master Cao seemed to smell something else from it, and asked, "Then in all fairness, what do you think of this kid Gu Fan?

"Well..."

The knife master slowly narrowed his eyelids a little, muttered and thought for a while, and then his face was a little brighter, and he said: "There is still ability, there is no nine taels, at least there must be eight taels or four or five dollars." ”

"Although he looks flashy, but with the supreme bloodline of the Witch Ancestor, and the strength of his physical body, it is estimated that there are few people in the world who can compare with him. However, these three lineage initiates are probably still too greedy for him, and if he cultivates the Wuzu lineage alone, he may still have a chance to be better than the blue. As for now, if he doesn't have anything to do when he completes his three veins, it is estimated that it will be enough for him to cultivate a madness or vein reversal. ”

"Hehe..."

The knife master said flatly, and the Cao Pavilion Lord on the side smiled lightly. He picked up a porcelain cup and took a sip of yellow flower light wine, and asked with a smile, "How can you see it?"

"Cut, this fool can see it. ”

"Bah..."

The knife master glanced at the Cao Pavilion Master angrily, although there was a slight disdain in his eyes, it was still mostly playful. He "chirped", took a big bite of a piece of pig's trotter meat, and then said loudly without anger: "Do you think those monsters are all fools? How can mortals be greedy for the immortal Dao system? If they could, wouldn't the gods be the same cultivators of the Three Thousand Great Dao long ago? How could they stick to one of them? This makes people's hearts lack and go astray, don't you understand?"

"Well, you have a point. ”

Pavilion Lord Cao nodded a little unapprovingly, but there was not much approval in his expression.

"What about the Imperial Strategy, and how do you explain it?"

"Uh... Well..."

When the knife master heard this, he was stunned.

Obviously, this question from Lord Cao Ge had stumped him.

Huangce, a name that is so mysterious that it makes all cultivators tremble. As we all know, he is the first disciple of the immortal sect, that is, the elder brother of the saints such as the ghost and the god, and now the head of the saints. But he is not as literate as a ghost, and his martial arts are not as good as the divine sword and the true martial arts, but he is recognized as the strongest under the immortal sect, and there must be his truth here.

"Hmph..."

After being silent for a while, the knife master threw the bamboo skewer on the ground in annoyance, and said stubbornly with his lips pursed like a child: "He is a monster among monsters, not a mortal." ”

"Hehe..."Pavilion Master Cao asked with a smile again: "Under the same immortal sect, how can he not be a mortal?"

"Tsk!"

"Why do you have so many questions?"

The knife master should be annoyed by the Cao Pavilion Master, but it is not his personality to show weakness and avoid as a senior brother. With a flick of his big hand, he patted the sleeve of his greasy coat, and he glanced at the Cao Pavilion Master and said angrily: "Gu Fan's scum is only a few catties and a few taels? Back then, even his grandfather and the two uncles of Feng Shui and Corpse Refining had to retreat when they met the emperor? Even if his three-vein initiate, even if he cultivated to become a saint, even if the holy coffin cultivated into a divine coffin, how much majesty could he play?"

"It seems that you don't think very well of him..."Pavilion Lord Cao smiled lightly.

"Cut... If we rely on him to turn the tables, let's quickly find a feng shui treasure and bury ourselves early. lest you live and grumble. The knife master pouted and said angrily.

"Well, there's some truth to that. ”

Pavilion Master Cao nodded again, but this time his nod had a hint of approval: "So, are you quite optimistic about Xiao Peony?"

"Hehe..."

The knife master also laughed lightly, skimmed his eyes and turned his eyes straight, and looked back at the blood moon clouds above Yueyang Tower.

The blood clouds churned, the nine heavens changed color, and this was a terrifying energy that was rapidly condensing the air.

At the same time as the master of Cao Pavilion and the sword master on the Tianshan Mountain were chattering. On the other side, the scene on the seventy-seventh floor of Yueyang Tower has changed dramatically!

"Sha..."

The wind had stopped, and the remaining violent aura was still surging from all directions! The tremors caused by the "Reincarnation Holy Coffin" had stopped at some point. An endless fog of crimson blood covered almost the entire floor of light, and the turbid air was permeated with a thick smell of blood and corpse gas.

The lid of the "Holy Coffin of Reincarnation" has been opened. At this time, the lid of the coffin was steadily suspended in the air, and what was contained in the coffin was actually full of a coffin of blood! The blood was as thick as pulp, red as lacquer, and although it was not big, it was like a sea of water, and there were actually rolling waves! People couldn't see what was buried under the blood, and they only knew that the violent energy gathered around them was from here! This coffin of blood was like an ancient beast that could devour nothingness, and it was frantically devouring the energy that had gathered!

“......”

It's scary, even a little scary...

And this horror comes from the fact that the blood in this coffin is really seeping. Because, Xia Xun and several people present knew that the blood in this coffin would never be ordinary blood!

That's essence blood...

The essence of man's blood!

A person's essence blood is only a wisp of heart, which is used to circulate qi and blood in his own body, and if this wisp of essence blood is gone, this person will also die. And how many human lives does it take to refine the essence blood of this whole coffin? 100,000! million, or 10 million? This is terrifying to think about.

"Whoa..."

After about five or six breaths, the churning blood finally moved.

The two palms, which were as strong as two iron pillars, brought up a ripple of blood plasma and poked out of the blood water at once! After coming out of the water, they held the edges of the coffins on both sides tightly and continued to hold up the "things" covered in the blood little by little. It feels like a hungry ghost that has been sealed for 10,000 years and is about to crawl out of this coffin, which is extremely terrifying!

The horrors don't stop, they go on...

"Whew!"

"Wow!"

There is little to no respite!

Immediately afterward, accompanied by a hoarse howl! There was another "whoosh", and a beast-like body carrying a stench that soared to the sky, and suddenly sat up from the coffin's blood! The blood gradually overflowed around the coffin, and the plasma fell to the ground and evaporated a slow mist, making a "squeaking" sound. Unexpectedly, the person who sat up from the coffin was indeed a person!

A person who doesn't look like a human at all, or rather, a corpse.

There was not a single hair on the top of his bald head, and a blood-red rune paper with a few Sanskrit words on it was attached to his forehead. His eyes were closed, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of life. The brown-red skin cracked like a cracked hard-boiled egg, and the muscles inside could be clearly seen from the cracks. The most infiltrating thing is the totem runes that are almost tattooed all over his body, they are all hideous grimaces, each one is lifelike, making people look like thousands of evil ghosts are locked in his body at first glance, about to break out! He did not speak, did not move, and the human corpse that suddenly started from the coffin did not even breathe. But the furious blood that swept madly towards the coffin hinted at the horror of this corpse to everyone.

"It's really strong. ”

Mo Xian shook the Qingfeng Sword and said a rare compliment coldly. However, the fighting spirit in his eyes was not weakened by the strength of the enemy, but was better than before.

"It's the King Realm, right?" Xia Xun asked as he looked at Mo Xian with a slightly sideways face.

“......”

Mo Xian didn't answer immediately, he first glanced at Xia Xun quite meaningfully, as if he wanted to see something from his expression. Then he turned his head and looked through the windowsill, looking at the strange blood moon in the sky, and after looking at it for a while, he said with certainty: "A vision from the sky, there is no doubt that the great king is coming." ”

"Damn! You're not mistaken, right?

When Xia Hou heard this, he was immediately so shocked that he couldn't take care of the pieces of body on his body. Staring at Xia Xun, he pointed to the sitting thing sitting in the coffin and scolded: "His grandmother's, didn't he say that the Apocalypse was in the territory?

"Well..."

Ignoring Xia Hou's complaints, Xia Xun nodded lightly towards Mo Xian, still looking so confident. Then, he looked at Gu Fan on the opposite side again, and said lightly: "You are indeed very strong. ”

The corners of Gu Fan's mouth curled up with a hint of cruelty: "Then you are planning to admit defeat?"

Although he said that, the movement of the seal in Gu Fan's hand did not stop because of this. Wisps of blood-red aura quickly leaked out from his ten fingers, driving the violent aura gathered around him into the blood of the coffin. And the blood in the coffin became more and more manic, like boiling water, constantly rising blood-red bubbles. Countless strands of dark red blood as thin as spider silk quickly unfolded in the blood water, like dense spider webs, tightly intertwining the lower part of the corpse's body soaked in water with the inner wall of the "Reincarnation Holy Coffin".

"Not intended. ”

“......”