The opening sign of the sky covering double pupil supreme bone

They were green hairs, like living creatures, constantly fluttering above and spreading downwards.

"It's broken! Could it be that the ancient coffin is the ancient coffin that contains the Holy Body of Dacheng? Now there is a corpse transformation?!"

The big black dog was frightened, with hair all over its body like barbs. It jumped up and spun around anxiously.

"Corpse transformation?! Hiss... That is the body of the Great Holy Body. It is rumored to be comparable to the body of the ancient emperor. It has long been immortal..."

Duan De whispered, thinking of the records in Feng Shui Burial Science, and gasped.

As a result, Yan Ruyu and Qin Yao, who were guarding Fang Tian, ​​couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Those green hairs are not coming for us! Damn it, what should I do?!"

The big black dog couldn't help but shudder when he thought of a possibility.

"Otherwise, we should withdraw first, what do you think, Senior Saint?"

Duan De's yin and yang eyes kept flashing. He saw clearly and noticed the horror in it. Now Fang Tian, ​​a wicked boy, seems to be still healing his wounds without hearing anything outside the window. The backbone of this team is useless.

He thought it would be better to withdraw first.

However, the crazy old man didn't pay attention to the few people at all. He just paid close attention to the changes in the ancient coffin. He seemed to have discovered something. At the same time, his hands began to move, like a silver hook and iron painting, with gold and silver intertwined. It was a

With the innate lines of Tao, he is showing the terrifying methods of the saint and is about to prepare to take action.

The next moment, a clear buzzing sound sounded from the top of the mountain, thousands of threads rose up, and the golden light was dazzling. It was the Wushi Killing Formation that reacted, forming a blazing light curtain, hitting the ancient coffin, and immediately commanded.

Those struggling green hairs receded like the tide.

Seeing this, the crazy old man stopped, and Yan Ruyu and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As for the big black dog, he became a little sentimental, staring at the list of gods flowing with golden light, and murmured to himself: "Emperor, are you okay?

....."

I don't know when, Fang Tian appeared next to the crazy old man and the little girl. It wasn't until those green hairs completely receded that he spoke:

"Senior, the secret script is in the coffin..."

Hearing this, the crazy old man nodded. In fact, without Fang Tian's reminder, the crazy old man might have faintly sensed the aura of Xing Zi Mi, not only because he mastered the residual secrets of Xing Zi, but also because there was an inexplicable feeling among the Nine Secrets.

The connection can be faintly felt.

"Ah! Big brother, are you okay..."

The little girl was surprised. It wasn't until Fang Tian spoke that the little one realized that Fang Tian was already standing next to her. She was very happy and reached out to Fang Tian for a hug.

"I'm fine..."

Fang Tian smiled, picked up the little one, and rubbed her black hair with a doting look on his face.

The sight of that ancient corpse had hurt my heart before. If his physique and soul were not far superior to ordinary people, I am afraid that he would have disintegrated long ago. After all, how could an ordinary Xianyi monk withstand the murderous glance from the saint without disintegrating on the spot?

Fortunately, the best outcome is to become a stupid vegetable.

But Fang Tian managed to survive entirely by relying on his own abnormal qualities, but he was also extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, his double pupils were naturally capable of self-healing, and coupled with the essentials of the Nirvana Sutra he received from An Miaoyi,

He recovered so quickly just now.

"Your physique and Taoist mentality are truly heaven-defying..."

The crazy old man turned around, glanced at Fang Tian again and again with a pair of sharp eyes, and said with emotion.

Hearing this, Fang Tiangang wanted to humble himself, but the crazy old man was extremely straightforward. He immediately waved his hand, covering all the people present and put them in his sleeves, and he himself walked along the golden avenue and climbed to the top of the holy cliff.

"Are you at the top of the mountain?"

Duan De muttered as he looked at the small puddle in front of him and the huge sarcophagus lying on the edge of the cliff ahead.

"Gard Seed Nasumu...I didn't expect this sarcophagus to be so big."

The old Taoist Chi Long also lamented that he had been trapped halfway up the mountain for thousands of years and had been paying attention to changes in the surrounding environment and the sarcophagus on the top of the mountain.

He just didn't expect that the sarcophagus, which seemed to be only a few feet in size, was actually so huge, more than a hundred feet long. It really deceived his feelings for thousands of years.

Fang Tian was also looking around. It was indeed very spacious here, large enough to build a small town. However, it was a barren land with puddles everywhere, bright red and dazzling, which were splashed by the Dacheng Holy Body.

The blood has never dried up.

"The holy blood...the essence has been completely lost, but it hasn't dried up. Isn't it weird?"

Qin Yao opened her eyes wide, with a hint of suspicion and uneasiness.

"Don't be afraid, here we have the methods of the Great Emperor Wu Shi and the suppression of the Conferred Gods List. Even if there are weird existences, we don't dare to act recklessly."

Fang Tian comforted her, hugged the little girl, and came to the 100-foot-long sarcophagus.

"Is the secret of Xingzi really in this ancient coffin?"

Duan De approached and asked cautiously.

In response, Fang Tian just nodded lightly. Although no definite signs had been revealed yet, everyone present had a vague feeling that Xing Zi Mi was buried in this sarcophagus.

"Gu..."

Seeing this, Duan De swallowed unconsciously and said again:

"Then how do we get it?"

This is an ancient coffin that has been around for more than 200,000 years. As expected, the corpse of a Dacheng Holy Body is buried inside. It would be fine if it is dead and bent, so there is no need to worry too much.

But just now they saw with their own eyes that something seemed to have happened in the giant coffin, and there was green hair seeping out, which was really weird and ominous.

"Of course the coffin will be opened."

Fang Tian opened his mouth.

"Is there really no other way to open the coffin? In my opinion, the Dacheng Holy Body here may have undergone a corpse transformation."

Duan De was troubled. Ever since he climbed this holy mountain, his spiritual sense warned him that there was a great terror here.

"Why don't we leave this coffin untouched? According to Pindao, if spiritual intelligence is born from the body of the Dacheng Holy Body, with that unparalleled physical body, none of us will be able to escape."

At this time, Taoist Chilong observed everything around him and said in agreement.

Of course, he also believed that Xing Zi Mi was probably buried in this coffin. After all, he had heard some rumors back then, but compared to his life, the secret skills of Peerless and Invincible were not important.

"Senior, don't worry. Since we dare to come here, we are naturally confident and will not make fun of our own lives."

Fang Tian shook his head and looked at the crazy old man who was carefully observing the huge sarcophagus, feeling extremely calm.

This is an area suppressed by the Fengshen Bang. As long as they are not bewitched by the remnant soul of the undead Taoist in the mountain, their lives will not be in danger. Even if an emergency occurs, the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar in his hand can protect everyone.