"Very strong..."

"This coffin is very unusual. ”

"Who is this young man who is sacred, and he really has two holy weapons!"

The wind roared, fierce and fierce, and the guests were frightened.

Gu Fan's coffin is indeed amazing. Before the coffin was opened, just the evil breath oozing from the coffin could make people feel creepy. How terrifying the things inside the coffin are, at this time, Mo said that a few people in the wing room can understand, even those people in the rivers and lakes who are more than ten miles away can guess three points based on the breath and blood light emitted by this coffin at the moment. Perhaps, as Xia Xun said, in this "reincarnation holy coffin", I am afraid that there is really a supreme divine body buried!

Otherwise, the battle spirit has not appeared, where will this fierce momentum come from?

"Poof!"

"Tsk..."

Watching the wind sweeping, the three-foot Qingfeng trembled slightly, and Mo Xian seemed to be a little unbearable...

The two armies fought with one blow and strike first. This is the character of Mo Xianxingjian, no matter whether the opponent wins or loses, he will never be hypocritical, let alone put himself in a passive position. And now, in the face of such a terrifying and unknown holy artifact, although he is not afraid, he does not want to wait until the moment when this coffin is completely sealed.

Qingfeng's sword grew silently, and Mo Xian's right hand holding the sword was pulled back a few inches without a trace. But Mo Xian's slight movement did not escape the traceless that had been staring at him. At the next moment when Mo Xian picked up his sword and gathered momentum, he silently lifted the black sickle in his hand to his waist. The faint black glow turned into thick smoke, and from the eyes of Traceless that were hidden deep in the darkness, it was not difficult to see that he had condensed his determination to fight to the death! He knew very well that he could not win against the indifferent sword cultivator in front of him, so he also knew what he should do at this time.

"No need to shoot. ”

And just when the fierce battle between Mo Xian and Wu Xian broke out again, Xia Xun slowly stretched out his palm and blocked Mo Xian's right hand that was about to draw his sword. Mo Xian squinted slightly and looked at Xia Xun suspiciously. He didn't understand Xia Xun's intentions, but he didn't speak. Xia Xun didn't explain, just quietly looked at Gu Fan...

"Whew..."

The words stopped, but the yin wind was raging.

The bright moon of the Nine Heavens seemed to be frightened by the ants underground, and a few thin cirrus clouds covered half of its full moon with the wind. The river is still surging, and Yueyang is still lively, but the people of the rivers and lakes hidden in the shadows, the officers and soldiers stationed there, and the banquet guests on the Yingshui River all squinted their eyes and closed their mouths.

"Whew..."

The wind is getting stronger...

The waves hit the shore of Yueyang Tower, the dark clouds gathered on the roof of Yueyang Tower, and a corner of the wind set off ripples in all directions.

Whether it was Xia Xun or Mo Xian, or Peony and Xia Hou, they didn't have the intention of stopping the coffin from opening at this time, they all watched quietly, watching Gu Fan's continuous handprints into the "Reincarnation Holy Coffin" in front of him!

"Whew..."

And as the blood-red handprints formed, the colorless yin wind gradually turned into wisps of scarlet blood silk. Like a swimming dragon, but also like a ghost, ethereal and crazy hovering and dancing in the wings, around the "reincarnation holy coffin". It's like a terrible ghost who has been tortured in purgatory for thousands of years, waiting for the arrival of this supreme ghost god.

"Uhh

"Phew!"

"Ascend the Nine Palaces, the Hundred Gods are in the Position, the Gods are served, the soul is harmonious, the five internal organs are Huafeng, the Hundred Lixuan Notes, the Seven Liquids are filled with voids, the fire bell is exchanged, the ghosts are eliminated and the evil is eliminated, the gods are wished, the eternal life is endless, and the law is taken..."

The blood shadow danced wildly, and the terrifying aura was fierce and intense! Gu Fan silently formed the thirty-sixth handprint, and at the same time shouted loudly! Then he recited an extremely tongue-twisting incantation. Holding his hands in the shape of lotus flowers on his chest, the two scarlet eyes recited with the incantation, and the blood gradually flourished!

When the incantation was finished, Gu Fan did not pause, and then he suddenly shouted again!

"Taishang ordered, four lives are enchanted!" "Hum!"

The lotus flower on Gu Fan's two hands was printed in vain with a cloud of scarlet blood light! The blood light was like the remnant sun, more like blood-stained clouds and smoke, fluttering and misty wrapped around his ten fingers, just like a blood-colored lotus flower growing out of thin air! The blood lotus in his palm, at this time, Gu Fan's expression was extremely solemn, as if he was completing a sacred ceremony, no joy and no worries, no anger or sadness, only to bury the vicissitudes of endless years of yellow dust.

Peony, who had been speechless for a long time, looked sideways at Xia Xun and asked softly, "Is it the body of the Ancient Demon God?"

"Yes. ”

Hearing this, Xia Xun nodded, and frowned at the same time. Obviously, the vision displayed by Gu Fan's coffin made him feel unexpectedly powerful. After thinking for a moment, he continued: "I can feel the Dao rhyme of the ancient desolation, and it should be buried with the body of a certain heaven and earth power in the ancient period, this should not be wrong. ”

The answer seemed to be confirmed in his heart, and Peony's also frowned slightly. But it's a little strange, from her caution, people don't see much worry. Just like she wasn't worried that Gu Fan's terrifying coffin would cause harm to her or Xia Xun, it was very stable.

"Thirty-six ways of refining corpses and robbing sacrifices, this divine body has not yet been completed. Peony said quietly.

Looking at Gu Fan on the opposite side slowly pushing the blood lotus in his hand into the "Reincarnation Holy Coffin", Xia Xun smiled faintly meaningfully: "Even if it has not been refined, it is at least the level of earth evil, and it is enough to deal with us..."

"Whew!!"

Xia Xun was only halfway through his words, and Gu Fan on the other side had already completely pushed the blood lotus into the coffin. The blood lotus entered the coffin, and a roar rang out in the coffin! The cry was sharp and slightly angry, just like a ghost general under the Nine Springs roaring!

"Da Da Da..."

Immediately after, the whole earth began to tremble!

More precisely, the contents of the coffin began to tremble. It's just that the trembling movement of this thing is too big. The sharp vibration, the frequency is extremely fast, from the bottom of the coffin to the entire wing room, and then from the wing room all the way to the foundation of the entire Yueyang Building!

"Hiss..."

The earthquake was like a crack in the ground, and blood rose.

In addition to causing an earthquake-like tremor, at the same time, a trace of bright red bloody aura gushed out from the four corners of the coffin lid, and thousands of blood rays burst from Yueyang Tower and rushed straight to the Nine Heavens Cloud. A hundred-zhang blood coffin phantom appeared in the sky, and the blood light stained the clouds red for several miles, dyed red for a round of bright moon, and soon turned this corner of the world for several miles into a bewitching blood.

Like the sky overflowing with blood, like the nine heavens cracking, the terrifying aura almost melted into smoke!

"It's... This... Isn't it a little too strong?"

"The demon is here!"

"What the hell is this doll all about?"

“......”

Look at this blood-red beam of light that shoots from the sky.

Suddenly, the entire Yueyang City was shocked...

The people who didn't know the inside story thought it was a catastrophe from heaven, and the people in the rivers and lakes who knew about it began to scratch their heads. Because, at this time, the vision caused by the opening of this coffin was almost beyond everyone's expectations. Except for a few people who still maintained an indifferent appearance, the faces of the vast majority of the rest were occupied by a sharp surge of horror. Even though, everyone knows that this is an expected holy artifact. Even though, most people guessed that it was likely to be at the same level as the "Holy Sword Seven Stars" left by the Killing God twenty years ago. But no matter how much this holy artifact defends the heavens, it will never be able to cause such a vision of heaven and earth!

Because, no matter how strong the holy weapon is, it is only a holy weapon, a weapon and not a person!

"Hehe..."

"The Holy Coffin of Reincarnation..."

"No wonder Uncle Shi who refining the corpse named this coffin reincarnation back then, it turned out to be so wonderful. ”

“......”

Beicheng west to more than 340 miles...

Ask Tianshan, in front of the small bamboo house on the top of the mountain.

The forest is covered, the spring breeze is bathed, the bright moon shines on the high platform, and it is quiet and people's words. Compared with the murderous and warlike spirit in the north of the city, this place is extraordinarily peaceful. With the wind and moon and bamboo shadow, enjoy the night of Yueyang for three thousand miles, being here is like being outside the world, everything seems to have nothing to do with this, only the elegant breath is free from the body and mind.

Like the small houses in the north of the city, there is also liquor. A pot of Huanghua rice wine with the name of Yueyanglou, two porcelain cups containing seven points of sake, and a plate of fried bamboo shoots that have been eaten in half. Along the stone steps of the mountain, there are two people chatting with each other.

One of them had long hair and waist, wore a sackcloth robe, and his expression was serious and calm, even a little cold. This man is the titular owner of the mountain. Cao Renxuan. Looking at the blood moon above Yueyang Tower, his long beard swayed slightly with the evening breeze, and his serious eyes revealed a depth that people couldn't say, like jealousy and gratification, it was really indistinguishable...

"The white bones of life and death, the nine turns of reincarnation, these three veins of initiates are really amazing..."

"The ancient gods are made into coffins, bury the bodies of ancient demon gods, conceive souls with the essence and blood of all beings, raise corpses with the blood of Wu ancestors, raise corpses, raise people, and conceive corpses. With such a coffin in hand, this Gu Fan is equivalent to the help of an additional King Realm power out of thin air, which is really powerful, powerful. ”

"The holy coffin raises the corpse and breaks the saint to ascend to the sky, this idea is not bad..."

"Isn't it good? If the corpse in his coffin is sanctified and the corpse of the ancient demon god is born, then this coffin may have to be renamed the "Reincarnation God Coffin". The holy weapon becomes a god, and the owner of the instrument becomes holy, this means is amazing..."

"Isn't that normal?"

"Huh, is it normal?"

"Well, that's normal..."

“......”

At this time, sitting next to the Lord of Cao Pavilion was a strong man like an iron tower. The reason why I say this is because this person is as burly as a living big black bear, almost wearing a bear skin. The haphazard braids are still a little greasy, not to mention his gray robe and linen, as if he has just been scooped up from the oil pot, and I don't know how long he hasn't washed it, it's greasy. However, there seems to be only one person who can sit next to the Lord of Cao Pavilion so sloppily and unrestrained on this Wentian Mountain...

That man was his senior brother, the sword master.

"Let's go, let's go"