As soon as he finished speaking, the huge Xunmu shook slightly, as if all the coffins on the vast canopy of the world began to open!

At this moment, the five patriarchs of the Chongming Sect raised their hands at the same time and cast a spell with a cold breath.

A touch of light golden smoke rose up like smoke, centered on the five people!

Like a dragon ascending into the sky, or like a crane soaring into the sky, the pale golden smoke appeared and immediately illuminated the entire sky. Everything was coated with a layer of gold powder.

The pale golden color is overwhelming, and the vague outline of the coffin is faintly outlined.

In the dark, there is an invisible pressure that is vague but majestic and majestic, pouring down and filling the universe.

All coffins on Xunmu will stop opening immediately.

This is magic, [Burial in a golden coffin]!

Just in time to restrain the current Xunmu!

"Fu Sui" passed down this magical art at that time, which has a profound meaning!

On the Xunmu branch, "Chang You" pressed his ears behind his eyes, his cold eyes devoid of any emotion. He suddenly jumped up and jumped down from Xunmu. He was already in the air and punched them from a distance.

The fist wind was fierce and powerful, carrying Cui Wei's killing intent. Before he even got close, it was already shaking the entire earth. Smoke and dust were everywhere, flying sand and rocks were like mountains, mountains, and huge sharp blades!

The terrifying pressure directly hits the Taoist heart.

The four founders of "Xinghen", "Yinghuo", "Liaohao" and "Huaiwei" reached out their hands at the same time and grabbed it in the void.

The torrential fist force was instantly divided into four parts and bought by four people.

With coercion and murderous intent, he immediately turned around and attacked "Changyou".

At this moment, "Fu Qiong" took action, and in his eyes, ink surged, like a tide, overflowing from the eye sockets, filling the void wantonly, with dark flames burning ragingly.

The moment the black fire was ignited, thousands of huge cold ghost hands stretched out from the void around Xunmu.

The aura of these ghost hands is vast and powerful, and wherever they go, the void is shattered.

Each ghost hand grasps a coffin in an instant.

Immediately began to exert force.

The coffin was immediately pulled apart, and the branches of the wood were bent like a full bow, but they never broke.

Boom!

"Chang You" stepped heavily on the ground, and the whole earth suddenly shook, with dust and dust billowing out.

It immediately burst out with a terrifying and majestic aura, waved its claws wildly, and scattered the four fist winds that came towards it, and then immediately turned into a black light and killed "Fu Qiong".

"Xinghen" and the other four ancestors did not hesitate, and immediately stood in front of "Fu Qiong". The magic formulas in their hands changed, and the magic weapons beside them were suddenly released. The cold and bloody aura quickly dispersed.

All kinds of magical powers, laws and talismans fell towards "Changyou" like a violent storm.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

At the moment when the four patriarchs held "Chang You" back, "Fu Qiong" continued to stretch out his left hand and began to forcefully buy the coffin on Xunmu!

Click, click, click...

The heartbreaking sound of branches breaking continued to be heard, and clear cracks immediately appeared at the joints between several small coffins and the wood, and they continued to expand.

It seems that in the next moment, these coffins and the primitive bodies in them will turn into "fuqiong" objects!

However, at this moment, "Chang You"'s still speeding figure suddenly lost its vitality and turned into a lifeless body, falling directly from the air.

At the same time, a faint wisp of vitality appeared in Xunmu's body.

This world changes in an instant.

Ancient, vicissitudes of life, bloody, barbaric, pathos... the extremely thick atmosphere seems to have come from distant antiquity in an instant!

The vast golden glow quickly dimmed, and above the sky, the ancient sky reappeared. The world's dislike of the five founders of the Chongming Sect suddenly increased!

Disgust, hatred, abandonment, curse, resentment... Malice as strong as substance, like gangrene attached to the bone, attacks from all directions, from every speck of dust, every piece of gravel, from the underworld, like a stormy sea.

The five patriarchs of Chongming Sect completely wiped them out in an instant.

Xun Mu, standing tall from the abyss, suddenly changed!

It is still huge, majestic and majestic, with a crown covering all four poles. However, it was originally just an ordinary withered branch, but now there are countless dark green silk ribbons hanging down, like smoke and willows, and the shape is very subtle.

On the silk ribbon, there are stars sprouting little by little, like buds and leaves quietly sprouting after the spring turns green.

The atmosphere of darkness, terror, violence, and chaos suddenly burst out!

Countless silk ribbons squirmed like worms, and blood tumors sprouted on them. On the tumors, white eyes opened one by one, looking coldly at the five ancestors of the Chongming Sect.

"Fu Qiong" and others' magic power was immediately in chaos, and the energy and blood all over their bodies seemed to be absorbed by a powerful force from across the air, rapidly declining.

The ghost hands in the sky are all deformed and twisted, or turn into grotesque shapes, and collapse in hysterical wails; some are covered with various limbs, and collapse little by little; or they grow heads one after another, each with its own opinion, and disappear in the blink of an eye...

…

All the coffins began to open again, and the golden light that suppressed the world in this area receded.

"Chaos state!"

The five Patriarchs were suddenly shocked. They had no idea that Xunmu, who was already like a candle in the wind, could still use such powerful, almost immortal power!

The next moment, the ancient and majestic voice of the Demon Emperor resounded throughout the world: "Those who trespass into Yu Yuan will die!"

This voice was chaotic, sharp and harsh, and seemed to contain evil and darkness that could not be imagined in this world. It was as if any living being would turn into a madman uncontrollably upon hearing this voice.

At the same time, on Xunmu, billions of silk ribbons swept down, surging with blood tumors and shooting like rain...

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"Little Zi Zi Tian".

In the open space in the dense forest, the bright skylight shines from the treetops, shining through the dense branches and leaves, illuminating the forest.

Jin Sumian's long hair was slightly messy, and her yellow jacket and green skirt were stained with some dirt from somewhere. At this moment, she was pinching the magic formula in her hand, staring at the alchemy furnace in front of her with burning eyes, and she was refining a brand new elixir without any distractions.

medicine.

Next to her, dressed in green clothes, she looks elegant and pure, and is the medicine Qingyang.

After observing for a period of time, it was confirmed that Jin Sumian had already memorized the new elixir recipe and that he only needed to practice more for the time being. There were no other doubts. Yao Qingying nodded slightly.

On Su Mian's side, there is no longer any problem with Su Mian.

I will take advantage of this time to meet King Long Bo and find out what happened before...

Thinking of this, Yao Qingying's figure quietly disappeared.

...Gurejing.

Cicada Tower main building.

sub-top level.

study.

The owner of Cicada Tower sat at his desk and was concentrating on reviewing official documents. Suddenly, in the open space not far away, the space wavered slightly, and a figure in green clothes walked out.

Seeing the person coming, the owner of Cicada Tower was slightly startled, then immediately put down his ink pen, stood up and saluted, "I'm going to pay my respects to Senior Yao!"
Chapter completed!