Chapter 1105: The Voice in the Coffin (First Update)

The black cracks in the space, spreading endlessly.

This world is about to fall apart!

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And at this moment, whether it is Fusang Dazun or Xianli Dazun, they have not escaped, and the two of them are like the most paranoid madmen, obsessed with their own affairs.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Fuso Dazun drank vigorously.

The humanoid tree had already begun to be uprooted and lifted into the air, and dust flew up from its roots, and it was sucked into the cracks in space.

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"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The Immortal Pear Venerable was also roaring, and the scorching sun on the golden Fusang wood was also darkened by the light, like a fire in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

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Both of them looked anxious, but they both forgot one thing!

That's the coffin!

The big humanoid tree held the coffin, and the coffin lid was being lifted little by little, opening a crack, as if there was something in it that was about to climb out, but it did not shoot out of the hole with a terrifying green light like it had been ten thousand years ago.

This coffin is also a heavy treasure, but in the eyes of Fusang Dazun and Xianli Dazun, it is still not as important as the Lingzu's body.

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Time passes little by little.

The earth had begun to sink, and the earth, grass and trees, with a loud clamour, flowed into the bottomless abyss.

Rumble!

Finally, a huge explosion like thunder exploded, and the whole world was violently dimmed by one layer, and the ten rounds of the sun were finally shattered.

"Ahh

The Fusang Dazun next to the humanoid tree let out an extremely terrible scream, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, his face turned pale by a large layer, his body was injured, and his humanoid body was not comfortable.

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Ten rounds of scorching sun, only nine rounds.

Although it was only broken once, there was a flaw in the isolation array that had already been ordered.

Xianli Dazun took the female emperor's seal, and slapped several times with one hand, and quickly blasted this flaw out of his mouth.

The green clone of Fusang Dazun naturally hurriedly came to stop it.

Bang!

After a breath or two, Xianli Dazun slammed his mouth strongly, his figure flickered, and he came behind Fusang Dazun, and smashed the female emperor's seal.

"Death!"

Immortal pear Dazun is bursting!

And the Fusang Venerable must have noticed it, but he didn't dodge, but in a pair of eyes, an unusually resolute look appeared, and he continued to retract towards the humanoid tree, only outside of himself, opening a layer of fiery red defensive divine light.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The divine light outside Fusang Dazun's body suddenly dimmed, and he screamed again, and was thrown forward by the bombardment, and while flying out, he was still sucking the humanoid tree.

Whoop -

At the same time, his last strength was finally successful!

I saw that the humanoid tree completely rose from the ground and flew out in the direction of Fusang Dazun, and between the branches, the green coffin was finally separated.

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Boom Boom –

The sound of the world completely collapsing finally began to burst out.

"Get out of here!"

Fusang Dazun, who was seriously injured twice in succession, completely ignored his injuries, shouted, opened his hand and desperately sucked at the big tree, and even conjured up a mana big hand and grabbed the trunk!

Bang Bang –

Then, this old guy quickly made a shrinking mark towards the body of the tree, and didn't care about the Immortal Pear Dazun at all.

In fact, at this moment, the Immortal Pear Dazun has once again been entangled by the green clone of the Fusang Dazun, and the golden Fusang wood and the female emperor's seal are flying around, and they are in a mess.

Xianli Dazun repeatedly chased after Fusang Dazun.

Fusang Dazun is naturally dodging, and his doppelganger continues to pester Xianli Dazun, and the angry Xianli is almost jumping to his feet, and his eyes are anxious!

The three figures, all of which are fast, each showing a god-like reaction that is breathtaking!

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"Take me out, take me out—"

And at this moment, a weak woman's voice suddenly sounded in the mind of Xianli Dazun.

Xianli Dazun's heart shook when he heard it!

"There's a third person here?"

The old fellow's eyes flashed, and after a split second, he thought of the coffin, and finally realized that such a thing had been overlooked.

What was in that coffin, no one ever knew, when the Tomb of the Spirit Ancestor was born, this coffin was here.

The Wood Spirit Clan naturally thought that it contained the remains of the Spirit Ancestor, and if the monks of other races dared to covet it, they would be attacked by the Wood Spirit Clan, and the coffin itself would also attack everything that came to rob the monks.

For countless years, even Fusang Dazun did not dare to covet it.

And it is also strange to say, it is obviously a sound transmission into the ears, but the Immortal Pear Dazun did not perceive any feeling of divine consciousness sweeping.

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"Who is it? Could it be that the Spirit Ancestor has not only resurrected his body, but has even reborn his humanoid body, and has separated the two?"

The Immortal Pear Great Venerable's divine sense swept towards the coffin, but he didn't notice anything, and was blocked out by a rich and pure green vitality.

Although he couldn't see it, he saw that the spirit ancestor's body was no longer guaranteed, and if he could keep his humanoid body, it would be an extremely important victory.

Swish!

After an instant, the figure of the Immortal Pear Dazun flashed again and chased after the coffin.

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After a flash, he went to the coffin and grabbed it!

"Hahaha-"

On that side, Fuso Dazun looked at it and laughed.

"It's just a superb innate spirit treasure, what if you give it to you, Xian Li, with your wooden head, you will never know what the body of the spirit ancestor means!"

The green figure did not chase after him again, but flashed to Fusang Dazun's side and helped him guard it.

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Whew—

After a few more and two clicks, Fusang Dazun flipped his wrist, and finally shrunk the humanoid tree to the point where it could be collected, and completely put it away.

After putting it away, he didn't talk nonsense, and he also collected his clone, and fled towards the entrance.

On this side, the Immortal Pear Venerable did not have time to carefully probe the mystery in the coffin for the time being, and flew away with a shrinking mark as he flew away.

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Overhead, the space collapsed violently.

That door, which was also crumbling, had begun to fall apart, and the four sides, as if gnawed by an invisible monster, quickly went down!

Boom –

Finally, with the last sound!

The gate is completely gone.

The Mausoleum of the Spirit Ancestor no longer exists, and it is another secret realm, which has disappeared in the long river of history.

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In the unknown land outside, the fog that had shrouded countless years began to slowly dissipate, revealing the existence of a valley.

Xianli Dazun and Fusang Dazun stared at each other, silently confronting each other, their faces were a little pale, but the look in Fusang Dazun's eyes was obviously much more excited.

"Congratulations to Brother Dao Debao!"

After a moment of confrontation, Fusang Dazun smiled and arched his hand towards Xianli Dazun.

"Don't be too complacent, let's see, the battle between the two of us is not over yet!"

Immortal Pear Dazun said coldly.

"Haha-"

Fusang Dazun smiled again, unspeakably high-spirited, and said: "Brother Dao, you even blew yourself up with the only immortal body, what else are you going to fight with me?" Ah, I almost forgot - you also snatched that coffin, but it is suitable to cut out a new immortal body, then I wish Brother Dao, let's succeed in re-killing as soon as possible!"

The voice fell, and he arched his hand again and walked away on the clouds.

This cunning old fellow has once again regained his demeanor as a learned Confucian.

Xianli Dazun's face gradually condensed, and an ugly face full of pimples became even more entangled.

A moment later, it also broke through the air.

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In the Tianlao Mountain, Fang Junmei was waiting outside the main hall last time.

On the surface, his face was expressionless, but in his heart he was in a hurry, as if waiting for the sentence.

Chu Qingqiu and Zi Tiansheng stood side by side, and their faces were not good.

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Whew-

Suddenly, the space rippled together, and a gust of wind blew.

The three of them saw a flower in front of them, and there was already a short figure in front of them, with white beard and white hair, it was the Immortal Pear Dazun.

Fang Junmei saw that he came back alone, his heart thumped violently, the blood on his face instantly faded a large layer, and a cold feeling came from his body.

I had the heart to open my mouth to ask again, but I found that my throat seemed to be stuck, and I made no sound.

Chu Qingqiu and Zi Tiansheng, looking at him, both showed embarrassment.

Immortal Pear Dazun glanced at Fang Jun's eyebrows and shook his head slightly.

......

The heart-rending pain spread in Fang Junmei's heart, as if someone had stabbed him severely.

The mind is dizzy, the world outside the body, empty,

"Senior, why didn't you save it, Xiao Slow must still be alive, she must be alive!"

Fang Jun asked with a loud eyebrow, not caring what the other party's identity was as a Spirit Ancestor cultivator, and even wanting to go up and grab the other party's clothes.

"Send him down the mountain!"

Immortal Pear Dazun said lightly, his figure flashed, making Fang Jun's eyebrows fall into the air, and he arrived at the door of the hall and walked inside.

The old guy felt a little ashamed in his heart.

When the Immortal Pear Venerable had just entered the Tomb of the Spirit Ancestor before, the divine sense was swept away, but in fact, he only swept the entire space, and he didn't look carefully at all, and then the battle began.

Yang Xiaoslow's matter has been left behind by him, how can he have time to care, compared to the matter of Lingzu, what is Yang Xiaoslow's matter?

Now that the space of the Tomb of the Spirit Ancestor has completely collapsed, it is impossible for any more living beings to survive.

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"Senior, senior—why didn't you get out of the way?

Fang Junmei hurriedly chased after him.

Bang!

The door of the main hall closed with a bang.

Bang bang –

Fang Jun's eyebrows slapped wildly, and he was about to use his magic power to attack.

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Chu Qingqiu and Zi Tiansheng, who were behind them, exchanged glances.

Zi Tiansheng's figure flashed, came behind Fang Junmei, and pointed out. zgsgq6gphsr6vecaooqaxzxulnoykhfto4tfxtir2or1vr37ffz48qmxtl/

Fang Jun's eyebrows were tilted, his consciousness gradually disappeared, and the anxious color in his eyes turned into confusion and emptiness, which was heartbreaking. Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience.

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