"This?" Xu Mu naturally recognized this flame mark that had dragged him into the Burning Sky Illusion Realm twice.

It is the foundation of the inheritance of the nine characters of the burning sky.

However, its appearance at this moment made Xu Mu's heart suddenly.

Not only Xu Mu was like this, but even Bi Fang's face changed.

A man and a bird just held their breath like this, looking nervously at this flame mark.

"Hum!" An invisible wave spread out from the body of the flame mark, covering the golden coffin that was more than a foot long below.

Then this golden coffin, which was full of golden light, gradually faded and blurred in Xu Mu's incredulous gaze until it became transparent.

"It's over!" his body shook, and Xu Mu's heart was about to rise to his throat at this moment.

The golden coffin is gone, doesn't that mean that the coffin has been opened?

A cold sweat left on Xu Mu's forehead, and he was really frightened.

Under such a crisis, Xu Mu immediately made a decision, reached into his arms and held the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing left by Xue Zun in his hand.

Whether it works or not, it's better than sitting still.

Just as he was standing on end, quietly waiting for disaster to strike.

However, the expected outbreak of yin power did not appear.

The flame mark didn't seem to destroy the golden coffin, but it didn't know what kind of power it used to make the outer layer of the golden coffin transparent.

So that Xu Mu can clearly see the scene inside the coffin.

Such a divine power shocked Xu Mu to be silent for a while.

"Boy, look closely, what you see next will subvert your perception of the cultivation realm. A calm voice lingered in Xu Mu's mind, and Bi Fang's eyes were also fixed on the inside of the golden coffin that had turned transparent, and his mind was full of distant memories.

A black coffin, which is different from the golden-colored coffin outside, emerges from the inside of the golden coffin.

This is the coffin, and the golden coffin outside can only be called a coffin.

"This is the treasure!" "A voice as thin as a mosquito spitted out of Xu Mu's lips.

On the top of the coffin of the black coffin that Xu Mu's eyes froze.

A knife-shaped weapon that I don't know how long it was, was inserted straight into the coffin lid of this coffin, and the blade pierced into the coffin, and only a small part of the blade was revealed.

The exposed body of the knife was covered with blood, and the red gurgling blood kept flowing down the gap stabbed by the blade and into the coffin.

The blood seems to be endless, and it has not dried up for thousands of years.

"It turns out that the birth of the strange treasure is indeed true, but the strange treasure is not this golden coffin, but the spiritual knife inserted in the coffin in this coffin. ”

Looking at the spirit knife that was constantly flowing with blood, Xu Mu suddenly realized at this moment.

It turned out that it was not this golden coffin that kept calling for him, but this spiritual knife.

The reason why he was so sure was that as his gaze fixed on the blood-stained knife, the strong sense of call grew stronger.

But Xu Mu now has no urge to pull it out, it is obvious that this spirit knife is inserted in the coffin, suppressing the existence in the coffin.

Once the spirit knife is drawn, it will inevitably cause disaster.

What he saw in front of him was too shocking, a corpse that had been dead for at least thousands of years, and it was actually suppressed with a spirit knife.

You can imagine how ferocious this monster was when he was alive.

"What kind of knife is this?" asked Xu Mu in an unusually hoarse voice with his dry tongue sticking out and licking his lips.

The object of hearing is naturally Bi Fang.

"Weeping Sky Knife!"

I don't know if it was because of Xu Mu's previous reply to the same end, or because he was shocked by Xu Mu's desperate momentum, Bi Fang's surprising cooperation this time.

Looking at the weeping knife flowing with endless blood, Bi Fang cherished words like gold.

"Good knife!" If it weren't for the fact that this knife was suppressing this coffin, if it weren't for the inexplicable danger of opening this coffin, Xu Mu was really eager to hold it in his hand.

Although there is a golden coffin to isolate it, the breath of this weeping heavenly knife cannot be revealed, but it can be used to suppress the evil that Bi Fang is afraid of.

Once it is born, its power is bound to be terrifying.

It's a pity that Xu Mu knows that there is no way to realize this wish.

"What is this monster that needs to be suppressed with such a treasure knife?" Showing an unwilling expression, taking advantage of Bi Fang's current cooperation, Xu Mu hurriedly threw out the doubts in his heart.

After pondering for a long time, Bi Fang spoke leisurely: "The source of a disaster. ”

"Shouldn't the source of the disaster be you, the natural calamity beast Bi Fang!" Raising his eyebrows, Xu Mu's expression at the moment was as if he heard a heinous person talking about another evil person.

"Hmph!" snorted coldly, and Bi Fang rarely paid attention to Xu Mu's sneer.

Bi Fang seemed to be familiar with his scolding behavior, but he didn't respond to himself, which made Xu Mu feel very bored, spread his hands, and stopped talking.

Just quietly admired the weeping knife inserted into the coffin in the coffin.

Suddenly, the flame mark floating above the golden coffin rippled.

Under the gaze of Xu Mu and Bi Fang, it actually slowly sank towards the golden coffin, as if it wanted to enter the coffin.

This discovery instantly made Xu Mu, who had never slackened, suddenly burst into his heart.

"What does it want to do!" Xu Mu asked Bi Fang in surprise.

"How do I know?"

Before the brief conversation between the two had fallen, the flame mark suddenly shone brightly.

Then from the body, a ball of fire fell.

It was a kind of golden fire that Xu Mu had never seen before.

The first exposure to the air causes terrifying heat.

"Whew!" the waves of fire inadvertently swept towards the ground in a radius of ten feet, and the soil and rocks were all scorched red by the heat of the golden fire, and there were even signs of melting.

"Smack!" At the same time, a crisp sound came out, and the spirit rope wrapped around Xu Mu's waist couldn't withstand this temperature, and was directly fused by the high temperature.

The high-grade magic weapon is destroyed.

Xu Mu was taken aback by this sudden change and was about to retreat.

But he stopped his body, and he found that he couldn't feel the heat that should have been very hot.

You can't even feel the heat.

At the same time, the flame mark stopped outside the golden coffin.

But the golden flames it descended had already penetrated the coffin, and went straight to the black coffin inside.

The light of the flames was as hot as the sun.

"This sigil already has a simple intellect, and it senses danger. If you want to take the initiative to burn the existence inside the black coffin, hurry up and stop it!" Bi Fang seemed to see the clue, and let out a loud shout, with rare anxiety in his voice.

"How to stop it?" Looking blankly at the golden flames that had penetrated the golden coffin, Xu Mu stood in place, completely helpless.

Bi Fangzheng was about to speak, but it was too late.

The golden flame had fallen, piercing through the black coffin in the same way as it pierced through the golden coffin.

"Boom!" A very slight sound sounded from the coffin, and the black coffin trembled, as if someone had hit the coffin inside.

Xu Mu's heart trembled violently with the thud.

Then, in the other expressions full of incredulity, the blood and qi all over his body suddenly boiled. It's as if you're going to go straight to your heart.

"Poof!" The blood regurgitation was not trivial, Xu Mu only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Ah!!" on the other side, Miao Kongkong is even more miserable. With a miserable scream, he turned his back fifty zhang away, blood flowed from seven holes, and his whole body twitched violently unconsciously.

But that's just the beginning.

"Knock!", "Knock!", "Knock!", ......

An even more violent trembling sound sounded frequently from the black coffin.

The speed of the reverse flow of blood became more and more intense with the trembling of the coffin.

Xu Mu, who was closest to the coffin, felt that his heart was about to explode.

The indescribable pain, wave after wave, made his feet weak, and he fell to his knees.

Even the eyes, nostrils, and ears were spilling blood.

"Roar!" A painful roar erupted from the blood-dripping mouth, and Xu Mu's entire body was up and down, and his muscles were bursting up.

The blood vessels were so full that they were about to burst.

"It's a big trouble!" Bi Fang was already silent, silently lying in the seal of the Seven Star Barrier, welcoming the disaster.

"Bang!"

The abnormal movement of the black coffin finally alarmed the weeping knife inserted into the coffin.

It seemed to have a spiritual sense, and the blade of the knife shook, and the remaining blade exposed to the black coffin was completely submerged into the coffin.

At the same time, the blood flowing from the body of the Weeping Sky Knife poured down towards the black coffin like a bursting embankment.

Only then did the black coffin be suppressed and stop trembling.

"What's the matter? Is it still alive?" Taking advantage of this gap, Xu Mu's body fell to the ground like a dead dog before he stood upright.

Looking at the black coffin with frightened eyes!

"How do you know! Stop the sigil quickly, or it will continue to attack. The roaring thunderous shock sounded in Xu Mu's mind.

Bi Fang's mood at the moment was obviously on the verge of collapse.

"How to stop it!" wiped the remaining blood stains from his chin with his hand, Xu Mu said hatefully.

"Catch it, you're a descendant of the Burning Sky, it won't hurt you, you idiot, does it think it can refine this monster! ”

A roar of rage burst out from Bi Fang's mouth.

"Believe in you once!" Fang Cai's golden flames burned the earth and bound the spirit rope, but the scene of not hurting himself was vivid, and in combination with Bi Fang's words, Xu Mu chose to believe in this evil bird once.

With a flash of determination on his face, Xu Mu stomped under his feet, grabbing the mark hanging from the sky.

The latter was condensing a second golden flame at the moment.

If you don't stop it, you're bound to rain down even more ferocious attacks.

When the time comes, I am afraid that it will trigger a more terrifying counterattack in the coffin.

It's really as Bi Fang said, it's dead.

"Bang!" There was a soft sound, and the flame mark was held in Xu Mu's hand.

He felt as if he had grasped a blazing fire, which was hot but did not hurt him in the slightest.

However, with the flame imprint, the golden coffin was transparent, and the entity was instantly revealed.

"Run!" Before Xu Mu's legs hit the ground, Bi Fang's deafening divine consciousness sounded at the same time.

"Boom!" Fa Xiang Qiankun swept through the whole body, a withered yellow leaf condensed in the void, Xu Mu stepped on the residual leaf, with the help of these Xu forces, the figure shot out.

In the back, the endless blood flowing from the Sky Crying Knife had filled the entire golden coffin.

But it has no intention of stopping.

Red and strange blood spilled through the cracks in the golden coffin, exposed to the air.

An unusually tragic aura rose from the blood.

The breath contains an endless desire to kill, infecting the aura of this heaven and earth.

For a while, the restlessness was very much.

On the other side, blood dripped on the ground outside.

"Whew!" the mountain soil touched by that drop of crimson instantly glowed with white smoke, and the blood dissolved into a bottomless gap.

"Snort!"

Then more and more blood gushed out like a spring, and the entire golden coffin was shrouded in white smoke.

The pungent breath wafting from the white smoke was like poison, and Xu Mu felt dizzy when he took a breath.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to turn his head back, and after picking up the Miao Kong in front of him with one hand, he stepped on the mountain with one foot.

"Boom!" Xu Mu did his best.

Directly step out of a huge pit where you land.

His form was like an arrow from the string, and it shot from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain below.

However, in just a few breaths, the place where Xu Mu had just left had been drowned in strange blood.

(End of chapter)