The black wind manifests as a black dragon roars, and then black snow falls, which is the scene of manifestation in the sarcophagus.

The black wind kept rushing and trying to fly out, but Dao Qingchen had been isolated, and I don’t know what method the light curtain, which seemed as thin as a cicada’s wing, was soaked with incredible power.

But at this moment, everyone saw a black cloud falling above their heads, but when they looked up, they knew what this was.

This is not a cloud. It is clearly a huge palm transformed by the essence. It is turned down and grabbed at the sarcophagus. Everyone secretly complained that something was wrong. At this time, there was a dangerous aura in this big hand.

"So brave!"

Dao Qingchen's face looked ugly, he was unscrupulous.

Then a blood light rushed out from above the head, and the blood light shone, forming a blood-colored sword. The sword roared in the sword, following it in pieces of runes, then brought a beautiful arc, cutting off the suppressed hand directly, as if it was as easy as cutting through the paper, and a hissing sound.

However, the broken palm is not a physical body, but a condensation of essence and energy. At this time, the essence and energy are cut off and naturally explode and dissipate.

A person's palm dripped from a distance, then his figure flashed and disappeared directly.

Dao Qingchen watched the man go away, but he didn't chase him, and his expression recovered.

"A slutty dares to be presumptuous!"

Xuan Huang Ant glanced at Mu Ming, then shook his head.

Mu Ming also shook his head, and showed a contemplative look. If he had not guessed correctly, the blood light might be the killing weapon in Dao Qingchen's body. Such a means of easily cutting off a divine state of energy and spirit gathering is almost a blink of an eye, making people look sideways.

The two divine distraction realms became nervous at this time. Fortunately, Dao Qingchen did not move any other things and took back the blood light.

Xuan Huangyi said: "Good method, it depends on Brother Dao's method next. It is not a solution for the Black Wind to keep changing like this."

Dao Qingchen nodded and said, "What's the difficulty? Let's depend on my methods."

After saying that, he spit out a blood-colored rune from his mouth and began to recite the ancient divine words, this time he just spit out a syllable.

I saw the black wind slowly squirming, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black book floating.

Dao Qingchen also removed the light curtain and the book was about to escape, but Dao Qingchen nodded slightly. Suddenly, the book became quiet, and then slowly opened a page of the book, which was filled with dense totems.

"Everyone, please!" Dao Qingchen took the book, and then everyone formed a circle, and someone immediately used his spiritual sense to investigate, and then there was a sound of wind around him.

The same is true for Wood Name, but it can only exude thoughts. Wood Name originally thought that his thoughts would be defeated by those spiritual consciousnesses when they fell into it, but what they didn't expect was that when his thoughts approached, symbols appeared out of thin air in his mind, and they continued to increase.

As for those spiritual senses, they didn't feel any of them, which was extremely strange. Moreover, after a moment, the sound of wind suddenly echoed on his Tianling Platform, and his wind spirit body had a momentum rising, and the divine power in his body could not help but activate, and the body that originally felt a little weak gradually felt thicker.

Mo Chenfeng!

This is the name of this method, which is more like a person's name. I don't know the origin of the wood name, but when the wood name understands those totem runes, it feels obscure. Fortunately, it condenses the spirit body, so this feeling does not bring too much difficulty to practice.

While everyone was enlightened, they released their minds and divine consciousness, fearing that others would interfere.

The same is true for Dao Qingchen. There was a faint blood light shining between his eyebrows, as if he would fight back immediately if something was wrong.

Everyone just absorbed those totems, and as for the complete integration, it may not be a day or a night.

Just like the Tianlei Dian where the wood name is now practiced, although all the records are extremely familiar, every time I practice, I feel that there are many things I am not familiar with.

This is cultivation, reviewing the past and learning the new, and this is exactly the principle.

Soon, everyone recovered from their current state, and the black books were also quietly suspended, but at this moment, a suction force came from the sarcophagus, sucking the black books into it.

Seeing this, Dao Qingchen couldn't help but catch it, but it was too late.

The lid of the coffin was closed, and then the sarcophagus slowly merged into the ground and disappeared, and there was another space on the altar.

Mu Ming finally knew why the sarcophagus on the open space disappeared, and it turned out that they had disappeared into the ground.

"For some reason, why do you need to use a coffin to store those spiritual techniques?" Someone said, expressing his confusion about this.

But he heard Dao Qingchen explain: "Most of the existences who created these methods have returned to dust and soil. These spiritual techniques carry their lifelong hard work. It can be said that they are the eternal existence of their wisdom. To a certain extent, they can represent them. They are buried in the coffin by Zang Mou, which is also considered respect for these strong men. Zang Mou has mastered these prodigy, and to a certain extent these existences are his masters. Burying with a sarcophagus is also the character of a generation of supreme powers."

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and Dao Qingchen's remarks had unique insights.

The so-called teacher is to preach, to receive knowledge and resolve doubts, and the master is to be a teacher, which explains this truth.

Even though Zang Mou's realm was invincible in the end, these spiritual techniques were no longer of great effect on him, but it was of great help to Zang Mou when he was a weak child, and it was not an exaggeration to even save his life.

As for the origin of these spiritual techniques, it is natural that they either rob or steal, but it cannot cover up Zang Mou's respect for the existence of these methods that created these methods.

Burying a sarcophagus is a very high-level treatment for Dongsheng, while others are mostly buried in wooden coffins.

"Dao Qingchen, say goodbye!"

After some people finished their understanding, they immediately said goodbye. At this time, they had some good feelings for this young man who likes to talk big, and they were also invisibly favored. Although they paid the price, compared to the beatings and fighting in other places, this place is much calmer.

Some people need to digest these methods. It is best to choose a place to retreat at this time, but so, someone left.

Someone also asked, "But you still have to open the coffin?"

Dao Qingchen said, "It will take some time for me to cast the sarcophagus to check, otherwise it will cause great damage to the vitality if it is opened randomly!"

When others heard this, they nodded secretly because many people kept trying, but they could not open it, which would only consume energy and energy, which was extremely unfavorable to themselves.

So, some people left, and Dao Qingchen walked towards Mu Ming and others.

"Everyone, are you willing to let me continue to join forces with you?" Dao Qingchen asked with a smile. If he had not seen his methods, he would have been confused by the smile on his pretty face.

Xuan Huangyi frowned and was unwilling to have too much interaction with this person, because Mu Ming once said that this person had too many causes and effects, for fear of being contaminated.

Mu Luo didn't say anything, but just looked at Mu Ming. The little monk was a little expectant, but he still kept silent.

The magic vine had no expression on his face. As for cause and effect, he probably had a lot of it, so he was naturally not afraid.

Shi Lan naturally didn't want these things, but he knew it was not suitable to talk too much at this time.

The last few people couldn't help but focus their attention on Mu Ming. Mu Ming did not immediately express it, but did not refuse.

He just looked at Dao Qingchen quietly for a moment before saying, "Can you let me see the treasure in your body?"

Dao Qingchen was stunned, as if he was a little surprised, but immediately recited the truth, and a blood-colored sword appeared in front of Mu Ming out of thin air.

Mu Ming is also Dao Qingchen seems to have no concern at all, and is a little surprised.

Then, Mu Ming's aura suddenly changed, his eyes were pitch black, and Dao Qingchen couldn't help but retreat immediately, because Mu Ming had a breath on his body at this time, which made him feel scared, but at this time Mu Ming was about to caress the small sword.

Dao Qingchen hurriedly said, "Be careful, it will hurt you..."

However, before he finished speaking, Mu Ming's palm had already landed on the small sword and gently stroked it, and there was a hint of tenderness in his dark eyes.

Dao Qingchen looked surprised and wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, he looked at it quietly, but his eyes were full of suspicion and he became vaguely worried.

This little sword is a treasure. Only a few people who are familiar with it or those recognized by the little sword will not be attacked, but the wooden name...

But after a moment, Mu Ming let go of the small sword, and the small sword made the sound of the sword, flying around Mu Ming, and seemed to like it very much. However, when Mu Ming's eyes returned to clearness, the small sword flew back into Dao Qingchen's body.

"this......"

After Dao Qingchen checked, he found that the little sword had not changed at all, but the previous scene made him unable to understand.

Then he looked at Mu Ming, but Mu Ming shook his head and said, "You can see that it wasn't me just now, so... I don't know either."

"Okay, I don't ask, and I don't want to know." Dao Qingchen was dejected, completely different from the previous big talk.

And Mu Ming seemed to have forgotten what had happened before and set his eyes on the sarcophagus in the distance.

Xuan Huangyi and the others also chose An Jing tacitly, and were not curious.

Because, they knew that Mu Ming would naturally say what he should say, while Mu Luo felt that the young man in front of him was a little confused, and seemed to reveal his extraordinaryness everywhere, but it seemed that he was no different from others.

There is nothing special except that the eyes are clear and calm at any time.
Chapter completed!