Shrouding the Heavens

A sarcophagus less than a slap long, only four fingers wide, appeared in Ye Fan's hands.

It has a simple and natural style, with vague nicks. If you identify it carefully, you can see that it is the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fishes, and insects. They are all very old things that have lived forever.

The nineth coffin in the age of myth!

Ye Fan finally took out this ominous artifact, to break the cauldron, use it to strike the Xumi Mountain, and break the Daleiyin Temple.

Most people are very puzzled when they see it, their faces are suspicious, they don't know at all. What is the use of a slap-length coffin, and it can't be better than the emperor?

Only a few saw the movement, and in a panic, vaguely discerned its origin, and suddenly thought of many legends about this coffin.

"Is it really the coffin of the gods in the mythological era?"

A lot of people came from the ancient clan. Some old royal patriarchs' voices were shaking. They were closer to the mythological era than today's people, and they knew more about this coffin.

"Are there any terrible particulars?" Many people puzzled and asked the people around them, causing a sudden discussion.

The individual elder giants in the Saints outside the region also looked forward and watched for a short distance, all of them were shocked and their hearts beat violently.

"Really like that!"

When some predecessors whispered and revealed the origin and terrible place of this coffin, everyone seemed to be covered in ice and snow, and a cold pimple was formed in the body.

According to legend, it was buried above nine days and never fell into the loess.

Everyone's breathing was fast, and his heart jumped violently. Ye Fan, where did he get it from?

This kind of thing can't provoke, and one that doesn't make it right is the end of the entire clan.

"The legend of the nine-layered coffin of the gods is too horrible and immovable. When you see it, you should pay respect and bury it in the heavens. Put it deep in the universe."

All the Saints outside the territory, the elder patriarchs of the Taikoo emperor, etc. have a dignified look, and even the people on Ye Fan's own side are very solemn.

One of them has the most special performance. That is the **** silkworm Taoist. It is far stronger than others' reaction. He stands upright and stands straight, like a sword coming out of the sheath, exuding a forceful breath. Sweep the previous decadence.

At this moment, his eyes were shining brightly, the substantive light was several miles away, his lips trembling and trembling, his fists clenched.

Others naturally saw his anomaly and asked carefully. But he ignored it, his eyes flickered for a moment, like an immortal idol staring at the front.

Everyone knows that he has a weird temper, and even Princess Silkworm is helpless on weekdays. Qi Luo, Ye Tong and others naturally do not care about it and no longer bother.

"Do you want to use this to fight against me?" The old monk Moko's voice finally changed, and his expression was not very good. He recited the Buddha's number and said, "If you use it, you may hurt yourself first."

"Do not bother you," Ye Fan said flatly.

Deep in the stars. In the battle of the other side of the gods, the immortal **** realm was destroyed, and the ancient coffin of the Void Emperor played a great role in destroying all beliefs.

Ye Fan took out the nine-layer coffin at this time, of course, not to completely copy the result of the World War I.

The God Territory was moved by Tianzun, so the Emperor Shaqi can destroy the faith there. However, Xumishan is different. It has never been cursed, and it is impossible to be ignited and become a firecracker.

In World War I. Zhu Xiong only used the grief from the body of the emperor. It destroyed an immortal god.

Today, Ye Fan wants to use the real corpse of gods. It's not so simple, put the whole body of the emperor inside into Mount Xumi.

If it is successful, it is definitely a devastating disaster.

All the tribes of Swire have a dignified look, because they clearly remember an old thing. During the period of the Swire, a strong race once got a nine-coffin, but it eventually led to the annihilation. It's all because they touched the taboo in the deepest part of the coffin.

At the beginning, when Ye Fan and they got this coffin in the emperor's ancestral temple of emperor, the holy prince had solemnly mentioned the ancient disaster and warned him.

Now, with all kinds of means, it's hard to help Mishan. Ye Fan decided to use this killer skill. How many people saw the whole body of the emperor? Almost never manifested in the world, and suddenly caused a great uproar!

"Amitabha, Shanzai, Shanzai!" The old monk Mo Ke read the Buddha's temper, no longer as calm and calm as before, the eye beam was amazing, staring at his palm.

Ye Fan didn't hesitate, flipped his hand and drove the small coffin into the Yuantian taboo circle. There was an empty flag position from the forefront of Xumi Mountain, which was obviously left for this coffin.

Emperor Sha can't succeed in World War I, but using the real emperor's corpse to suppress the Xumi Mountain that has not been cursed, it must be effective, and it should be able to tear the mountain gate.

In this world, there is nothing to hurt the emperor, even if they die, the body that remains is indestructible.

The runes in the source sky array flickered, and the haze flowed in chaos, stimulating all the natural atmosphere of the world, and the veins spread to the forefront of the banner.

Ye Fan split his wrists, and a series of golden blood spilled, and he was sent to the formation after he used the tactics of the soldiers, dripped on the small coffin, let it click, cracked a gap, and the first layer opened.

Nothing can be seen on this floor. The small coffin inside is one size smaller, still humble, engraved with various vague patterns.

The divine coffin does not enter the world, does not enter the loess, and is buried forever on the nine days. The origin and stress are amazing.

Everyone held their breath and were all nervous. Today they may witness a grand event that few people have seen in ancient times. It is destined to be terrifying and will be recorded in the annals of history.

"The gods have no time, and the dust is not enough to bury it. Even if they die, there is no dirt. Only the nine heavens are their home, and finally they can not rest in red dust."

Now, the coffin of the gods has been placed in this way. Once opened, it will inevitably explode and shock the world.

One floor, two floors ... The small coffin keeps opening.

There was a lot of blood on Ye Fan's wrist. Jin Xia soared into the sky, and the strong waves were violently violent, like a golden flame burning, flying into the array.

The coffin of the gods was wrapped in this golden blood, like burning in flames, and it has been opened for six consecutive layers in a short time, and no accident has happened.

The hearts of the people were extremely suppressed. All the saints were going backwards. How far they hid and how far they did not want to be affected. This place will most likely become a terrible land soon.

"Stop it!" Mo Ke, the old monk, couldn't hold his breath and shouted loudly.

The Great Peacock Ming Wang is holding a magic pestle, ready to deal with the shock, the golden crown on the head flashes, and the Buddha's enlightenment figure emerges.

"What do you mean, let the flowers go down the mountain?" Ye Fan asked coldly.

"He is a fruit on my Mount Sumeru ..."

"There is nothing more to say!" Ye Fan interrupted his words directly, the golden blood flow in his wrist increased, and he directly opened the seventh layer of stone casket.

When he encountered the eighth floor, his wrist blood was hard to work. He pointed to the heart, cut a wound, and refined the essence of the blood of the heart.

"Click!"

On the eighth floor, the coffin was opened, revealing the last small coffin, and now Shino was at its extreme, silent, and everyone held their breath.

Even the Luohan on the Mount Sumeru, the protector king, the bodhisattva, the ancient Buddha, etc. all had a sudden increase in heartbeat, but the look was still indifferent, staring silently.

In the final stage, the ultimate coffin appeared, revealing to the eyes of the world, only the thumb was long, the ancient clumsy and dull, but it made everyone extraordinarily cold, as if facing the desolate god.

Invisible pressure came, everyone's nerves were tense and extremely nervous, waiting for the last ancient coffin to open, want to see what the secret is.

The last layer, solid and immortal, is difficult to open. Ye Fan has consumed a lot of heart and blood essence, and his face has turned white, but it has not moved.

"Click!"

Until the end, he tempered his hard work again, his body was shaking for a while, and the consumption was too great! Sprinkled the essence of the Holy Blood on the sarcophagus, it made a trembling sound, and then left a tiny gap.

At the last layer of the coffin, there was the smallest gap, but it burst out of a majestic emperor's spirit, and it was overwhelming, like a vast sea, infinite in number, and went straight to Mount Xumi.

Everyone changed color, and the emperor's origins did not fluctuate. The endless qi surging out first flooded the front.

This kind of embarrassment is terrifying to the Buddha, and it is the most terrible for the saints. It is also a different furnace for holy beliefs.

One is the shame of the dead and the other is the idea of ​​the living.

Under the guidance of Yuan Tian Da Zhen, the flag hunted, the mythological nine-coffin trembles, the emperors in the cracks endlessly, filled the world and rushed to Mount Xumi.

There is no doubt that this is a catastrophe!

This is not God's Domain, without being cursed, the power of faith cannot be ignited, but the two power attributes are different, and there is a feeling of light and darkness.

Violent collision!

The last small coffin was only as long as the thumb, but the terrible Emperor Sha was so horrible, like the falling of the starry sky, it was endless. Obviously this was the mustard Naxumi, and there was another universe inside, like a world.

Ye Fan urged ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ to lift the last coffin cover, let the emperor's corpse appear, suppress into the Xumi Mountain, and break this place.

However, at this moment, he felt an ominous breath, the source sky pattern glowed, overwhelmingly, brightened up against him outside the array.

Although seemingly sacred, Ye Fan frowned, his body was in pain, like a knife cut, the pores became thicker, and the red hairs like steel needles punctured and grew out.

At this critical moment when the emperor's corpse appeared, this kind of thing happened. Yuan Tianshi's ominous erupted more than in his later years, and he happened here and now.

Without holding the emperor's weapon, Ye Fan snorted coldly, his golden blood burning, and instantly he cleaned the red hair all over his body, cutting off that power.

Obviously, things are not over yet!

"Woo ..."

The yinfeng rage, the devil's shadow is sufficient, the ground in the distance is dim, the red hair whirlwind winds up, even covering the sky and the sun, flying sand and stones, looks particularly terrifying, and comes straight here.