Chapter 321: The Burial of Life and Death

"Buddha!"

In the midst of a chant of the Buddha, a huge incandescent sun rose behind the head of the huge Dharma Minister.

White Bone Relic!

However, it was not the previous white bone relic, but the white bone relic that fused the bones of the three venerables of the Kun clan and the essence of one of the Kun Emperor's arms.

This white bone relic is refined by the two great spirits of the Instrument Dao Palace.

Fine!

It's an absolute gem!

At this moment, among the white bone relics, there is already a spirit forbidden condensation, although it has not yet been promoted to the prototype of a first-grade magic weapon, but it is not far away. Once fully promoted, the power of the White Bone Relic will inevitably increase again.

After countless transformations, the white bone relics have once again had some more wonderful uses.

For example, a grappling that turns into a giant bony hand.

Another example is the battle of turning into an incomparably huge bone demon, and so on.

At this moment, these many wonderful uses have been urged to the extreme by Luo Chen.

"Buzz ......"

Seeing that the sword formation was not successful, Mo Huang was also decisive, and directly withdrew the sword array, and reinstated Ling Yu's body. Immediately, Mo Huang's body snorted coldly, and he was high in the sky, as if he was chanting a mantra.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Everywhere the void collapsed, creating a portal where communication was inexplicable.

Many ruins and cave portals have an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

"Roar!"

An angry roar came from the portal of a ruin cave, turning into countless sound waves, and the runes were like a tide, covering Luo Chen fiercely.

"Poof......

At the entrance of another ruin, a fierce beast breathed and turned into a cloud of filthy light.

"Whew!"

There is also a ruin cave portal, and there is actually a feather passing through.

As soon as Ling Yu appeared, it directly detonated many voids, triggering an unprecedented storm of disorder.

There are many ruin cave portals, and the breath and power that burst out of each one are not inferior to a supernatural power, and even some of them have a little forbidden power.

It's hard to imagine what exists behind the ruins!

Supreme?

Great Supreme?

Still is......

In short, the many magical powers extradited from this ruin cave are enough to extinguish in Luo Chen!

It's a fatal disaster!

Because Mohuang is here, Luo Chen is locked, therefore, there is a release power behind many ruins, and it is also locked, there is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it!

Resist hard, you will die!

For a while, Luo Chen's hair stood on end.

"Roar!"

The demon dragon roared angrily, harnessing the dragon spear with the technique of killing, and bombarded the feather fiercely, but it was shocked back by life, and the whole body was like a loud sound like gold, bathed in blood.

Sky Umbrella!

A bell of the road!

Luo Chen's mind moved, and he first released two major defensive treasures, the Evolution Enchantment. However, the terrifying aura of the Dao Dao and the supernatural power came together, directly crushing the two defensive treasure realms inch by inch, and between the twists, they were almost deformed.

Just when Luo Chen was about to be helpless, suddenly, in the void shook, a coffin came.

"Boom!"

A terrifying burst of air.

"What? is this...... Burial immortal coffin?"

After the ruins, one after another was terrifying, and the beasts roared and the birds chirped, desperately bombarded the ruins and caves, and took the initiative to retreat.

"Poof......

The ink phoenix's body shook, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and it was counterattacked by supernatural powers.

"Burial Immortal Coffin?" Mo Huang's pupils shrank.

He didn't know this coffin.

However, the many existences behind the ruins have been revealed. In this way, it naturally knows.

He naturally knew that the existence of this supernatural communication, any one of them, placed in this immortal world, was enough to become an eternal overlord. But I am afraid of this coffin, this is simply ......

"Buzz ......" The coffin of the burial immortal flickered and disappeared without a trace.

"The Great Divine Power of the Ruin Cave?" Luo Chen's pupils shrank, and he thought silently in his heart.

The burial immortal coffin was released by the second elemental god, and the magic power of the ink phoenix was also released by the second elemental god. According to what he said, this great magical power of the ruin cave is the natal divine power of the fallen demon phoenix clan, which can communicate with the nine ghosts in the underworld. And the burial of the immortal coffin can be ominous!

Therefore, the second element god used the burial immortal coffin to scare away many existences.

"Humph!"

Mo Huang snorted coldly, and when he looked at Luo Chen, he showed a sneer.

"Junior, I really underestimate you, I can't imagine that you have so many magic weapon prototypes. Maybe, you are really a person with a big background, but unfortunately, you have offended someone who should not be offended, and I can't resist the king's order. So, today, you must die!"

"Youwu life and death burial!"

Before the sound of cold drinking fell, a series of terrifying qi machines had already evaporated.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Huang actually sacrificed a pitch-black coffin shaped like a tree stump. On it, there is endless resentment, death qi, corpse qi, etc., which are very harmful to the immortal monks.

Contaminated with any kind, even if it is powerful, it will be seriously ill.

In the light of the ink phoenix's figure, another ink phoenix walked out and fell into the coffin.

"Boom!"

The stump shook the void as soon as it struck.

In the distortion of space, there is actually a coffin.

However, these coffins are all illusory and seem to be real, but they are only the condensation of magic light, and they do not really exist in this world. However, even so, the breath emanating from these many coffins was enough to shock Luo Chen.

"This coffin is a ghostly sycamore!" Luo Chen woke up.

In the world of immortals, there is a saying that if you plant a plane tree, you don't have to worry about the phoenix.

It is rumored that there is a heaven and earth spirit plant in this world, called Wutong. The piano made of this wood has supreme power, because it contains a kind of truth, which is the treasure that the piano cultivator dreams of.

And the true spirit phoenix likes music, so it lives above the sycamore.

Good birds choose trees to perch on!

Although the Fallen Demon Phoenix is the fallen bloodline of the Phoenix, because the source is the same, the Demon Phoenix lives on the Nine Sycamores. These Nine Sycamores, unlike the Immortal Sycamores, are ominous trees that can cause great terror.

Although the True Spirit Phoenix is powerful and comparable to an immortal, it is extremely difficult to promote to the Dao realm and become an immortal. And the Fallen Demon Phoenix, whose bloodline is a little lower, is even more difficult to turn into a demon immortal.

Therefore, even if the longevity is long, there will be a day when it will fall. After the fall of the demon phoenix, it was buried in the coffin of the Nine Sycamores.

These are some legends of the barbarian era.

Luo Chen also learned because he had subdued many war slaves.

No, all of this seems to be true.

The coffin sacrificed by the ink phoenix was obviously prepared for it, and the suitable person differentiated the spirit body and did not enter the coffin, this is ......

Bury yourself!

With this kind of burial power as a guide, under the communication of the Nine Shadows, the coffin of the existence with which it has blood relatives is broken through the empty projection, and the evolution of the large array is to bury Luo Chen.

This is the Great Burial Array!

"Boom!"

The ink phoenix triggered the large array and pressed towards Luo Chen.

The space here is completely imprisoned, and there is no way out!

"It's better to go back!"

"It's better to go back!"

One by one, the recitation is like a funeral song, going deep into the Yuan Shen, even if Luo Chen cultivates the Yuan Shen Shield, it is irresistible, and it is terrifying.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a soaring figure appeared out of thin air, stepping on the real coffin. And the most eye-catching thing is this figure, which is actually holding a coffin in one hand. (To be continued.) )