This time, Situ Jin finally lost his mind completely, and in his heart, he had nothing to think about except to avenge his grandson Situ An. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Give back my grandson's life. Clenching his fists, Situ Jin staggered up from the ground and stared at Lan Feng, with deep hatred in his eyes.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a small black coffin suddenly appeared from his cuff.

The coffin, one foot long and half a foot wide, trembled slightly in mid-air, exuding a terrifying cold aura and a terrible "click" sound.

"Is it really a fool to be an old man? The Seven Star Coffin doesn't need aura, haha. Situ Jin's eyes were bloodshot, and he twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed wildly.

Yu Ze, who was standing not far from him, suddenly turned pale, grabbed the king who was still staring at Lan Feng in a daze, and withdrew from the distance.

When he saw the seven-star coffin trembling more and more violently in mid-air, Xuan Mu's face was gloomy, as a demon cultivator, he underestimated the vigilance of the cultivators of the cultivation realm, he originally came here just in case, but now it looks as if he had dug a hole for himself.

"Is there really a magic weapon in the world that doesn't need aura?" Xuan Chuan looked up at the small black coffin in mid-air, his brows already twisted.

At this moment, the entire auction hall has also been in chaos.

"It's better to be famous than to see it, but I didn't expect this to be the seven-star coffin, the treasure of the Seven Star Sect. ”

"It is rumored that the Seven Star Coffin is not a thing in the cultivation realm, and when it reaches a certain level, it can pass through reincarnation, but where it came from, no one can say clearly, so it doesn't use aura, I still believe it a little. ”

"It's terrible, there is no aura on Vermilion Bird Mountain, not everyone has a magic weapon that doesn't use aura, it's better to leave quickly, for a useless fruit, is it worth dying?"

"This is all the Demon Realm cultivator's own doing, looking for such a broken place, now dumbfounded, right? If Sect Master Situ destroys the Heavenly Demon Sect, the entire Nameless Island will be the world of the Seven Star Sect. ”

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"Evil obstacles, your life is really big, but this time, the old man can't let you escape again. Situ Jin laughed wildly, grabbed the seven-star coffin floating in the air in his hand, and moved his mouth slightly.

As the incantation in his mouth was recited, the lid of the Seven Star Coffin suddenly opened, and a black gas slowly floated out from it, emitting out in all directions.

The miasma was overwhelming, and the entire auction hall was filled with an unpleasant smell of rotting corpses.

Lan Feng's eyes flickered, his cold eyes swept around, he groaned slightly, and his hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

When he came this time, he didn't want to get the samin fruit through legitimate channels at all. Xuan Mu wanted a corpse spirit, but when he learned that there was only one corpse spirit left in the Burning Immortal Valley, he had already changed his mind.

It was impossible for Lan Feng to hand over this potential resentment to the Demon Realm Cultivator, and the corpse spirit had a more important plan for him.

He turned his head to look at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who came with him, and his eyes turned, and he stared at the seven-star coffin that kept floating black gas in mid-air, with a vigilant expression.

Sword Immortal Yue Yunzi obviously had no interest in the mysterious seven-star coffin, and his gaze at this time stayed on the purple gold sword on Lan Feng's waist that was on the verge of shattering.

The black gas continued to increase, and Situ Jin's smile became more and more weird, his deep eyes flashed with cold light, and he looked at a blue sword disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

"Good boy, you can do it. ”

There were four people who came with Lan Feng, including Zhou Yueting.

Following Situ Jin's gaze, she looked at a blue sword young man beside her and frowned slightly.

In fact, she has always felt very strange, this Blue Sword disciple has been in the beginner for less than ten days, and he has not done anything for the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, but he easily has the Blue Sword, and when she heard Situ Jin's words at this moment, she suddenly had a bad guess in her heart.

As expected, a cold glint appeared in the disciple's eyes, and his body quickly rushed out, pulling out the blue sword on his waist and running quickly in the direction where Lan Feng was.

"Wuying, I didn't expect you to be a traitor!" Zhou Yueting saw that it was too late to stop it, her eyes rolled, and she hurriedly shouted to Lan Feng: "Be careful!"

Sword Immortal Yue Yunzi, including another blue sword youth, also had a slight sinking face at this time, as if they had not suspected the identity of Shadowless.

"Haha, Wuying, cut him for me first!" Situ Jin laughed, his expression was close to madness at this time.

Seeing that the flying sword in Wuying's hand was about to reach the top of his head, Lan Feng was also suddenly stunned in his heart.

"Good apprentice, after you go back, I will reward you with two finished products for the teacher......" Situ Jin said this, his tone suddenly stagnated, only to feel a sudden coldness in his chest, and when he looked down, a blue sword blade pierced out of his chest.

"You ......" Before he could react, his heart hurt again, and the blue sword Huo Ran pulled out from behind him.

Holding the bloody flying sword in his hand, Wuying stood behind Situ Jin with an expressionless face, and without the slightest hesitation, he raised the flying sword and stabbed into Situ Jin's body again.

"Poof!" Situ Jin spurted out a mouthful of blood, coughed lightly, he turned his head, the murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth at Wuying and said, "Criminal!"

His voice was already hoarse, but it revealed a strong unwillingness, as the head of the Seven Star Sect, he was betrayed by his most trusted apprentice, so what did he have to lose?

Holding his chest, Situ Jin's red eyes rolled slightly, looked at Lan Feng, gritted his teeth and said, "It's you!"

"It's me. Lan Feng sneered, but he knew that Situ Jin would not stop there, an old monster in the god transformation stage, even if he couldn't use the aura, he also had the Dan Qi to protect the body, how could he be killed by a flying sword.

Sure enough, Situ Jin's hand covering his chest suddenly slipped down, his face became more and more hideous, the skin on his face began to dry and crack, and finally turned into black ash and fell off, and the wound on his chest that was pierced by the sword also healed at an extremely fast speed.

Lan Feng's eyes flashed, he pulled out the purple gold sword at his waist, and said loudly to Wuying: "Hurry up!"

Situ Jin was already unrecognizable, and when he rushed out without a shadow, his wound had completely healed, and with a painful roar, Situ Jin opened his mouth, and the black gas that had spread out from the Seven Star Coffin before was surging towards his mouth at an extremely fast speed.

All the monks, including Lan Feng, had a look of horror on their faces at this time. They didn't understand what Situ Jin's current state was, but they could roughly guess that he was about to release a trick.

In fact, even Situ Jin himself never thought that there would be such a day when he would have to pay the price of losing his cultivation in order to kill an enemy.

But at this moment, something even more surprising happened, which also made many cultivators in the cultivation realm have a new understanding of Lan Feng's ability again.

The flying sword in Lan Feng's hand suddenly trembled, and a powerful cold air flow came out of the flying sword.