The moment the blue spear was about to pierce and penetrate Chen Heng, a strange phenomenon occurred.

Boom!

The powerful aura soared into the sky, and the exhausted blood and energy burned again.

On a vast altar, a sarcophagus began to shake and roar spontaneously.

This sarcophagus is nothing else, it is the one that buried the Black King.

After the previous confrontation, the sarcophagus fell silent and there was no special reaction.

Until now, the sarcophagus changed again, and the cover of the coffin was shaking, as if something was about to leave from it and lift it up.

The next moment, under the gaze of Lu Yao and others, the sarcophagus opened.

A figure walked out of it. Although it was thin and thin, like an ordinary old man, its extraordinary aura was still terrifying and powerful.

He walked out of the sarcophagus, then took a step forward, and came to the sky, blocking directly in front of Philip.

Facing the blue spear that was stabbing, he punched it and went to meet it head-on.

The next moment, the spear collided with the Black King's palm.

Bang!

A terrifying shock was resounding and bursting out at this moment.

On the altar, the leaves suppressed the fear and palpitations in their hearts. They reluctantly raised their heads, but only saw one scene.

In the starry sky, the spear collided with a thin palm head-on, piercing the palm through.

The dim blood dripped and fell on the ground, and the mountains turned into seas of blood.
Chapter completed!