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As the spell was chanted, ripples were seen in the void a foot away in front of Li Qing, and then a dark coffin exuding an icy aura slowly drove out of the void and came to Li Qing, and quietly Suspended in the void.

I don’t know what kind of material Emperor Qingxu used to refine this black coffin. Once it appeared, it suppressed the hot breath of Li Qing as the God of Drought into his body, without any leakage.

Li Qing already knew that this would happen, so there was no strange color on his face. He just used the object control technique with a solemn expression to draw out a drop of purple liquid smelted from the purple coffin from the ball of pure divine fire in front of him, and flicked it on On top of the black coffin.

Just like gold and iron colliding, in an instant, a crisp 'bang' sound was heard.

Then I saw the first drop of purple liquid, the moment it hit the black coffin, it was shocked and annihilated by the black coffin!

"What a black coffin!"

While Li Qing was secretly shocked, he once again picked up a drop of liquid smelted from the purple coffin and flicked it towards the black coffin.

At the same time, to prevent the previous scene from happening again, he also wrapped a wisp of super clear divine fire around the drop of purple liquid.

Perhaps this black coffin was trained by Emperor Qingxu, or perhaps because the superior divine fire was too domineering, this time the liquid was like a drop of ink dripping into the sea. The moment it came into contact with the black coffin, the liquid on the black coffin The small area became distorted, like ripples on the surface of the water, creating ripples.

This scene only appeared for a moment, and the black coffin returned to calm.

Li Qing looked at the black coffin with wide eyes, wondering if there would be any changes in the black coffin that was fused with a drop of purple coffin liquid.

As a result, there was no movement in the black coffin, as if the previous scene was just an illusion.

"It seems we have to continue smelting."

Li Qing frowned slightly and continued his previous actions.

One drop!

Five drops!

Ten drops!

As the purple coffin liquid blended in, a layer of light purple finally emerged above the black coffin.

At the same time, an old voice suddenly appeared in Li Qing's mind.

"Okay, okay, stop it quickly..."

As the sound rang out, Li Qing saw the lid of the black coffin in front of him suddenly slide open to one side, and then he saw a translucent old man wearing a purple robe slowly floating up from the coffin.

The hem of the robe seemed to be very long, and it emitted a strange light, which actually illuminated the coffin cavity with purple steam.

At this time, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Alas, a good coffin was filthy by a little kid like you using that purple liquid. What a pity, old man, I just found this place to live!"

While he was speaking, Li Qing suddenly stepped aside, with a look on his face, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you in this black coffin of mine?"

While speaking, he had been staring at the old man suspended on the black coffin. He saw this old man, who was skinny, with a long beard hanging down his chest, and looked at him with kindness between his brows and eyes.

After hearing Li Qing's words, the old man rolled his eyes, stroked his beard and smiled: "Old man, I am the spirit of this coffin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he asked Li Qing, "Speaking of which, you haven't told the old man yet, who are you? Why did you get this Netherworld Blood Coffin? My original owner, old man, was the Saint Tongtian!"

When he said the word 'master', he lowered his voice a little.

Li Qing didn't notice anything wrong with his words. He just frowned and repeated softly: "Netherworld Violent Blood Coffin?"

The old man's ears were very sensitive. As soon as Li Qing finished speaking, he widened his eyes and said, "You don't even know the name of this coffin?"

When Li Qing heard this, he smiled and said: "Although this coffin was given by my master, he never told me the name of this coffin!"

"Given by your master?"

The old man's voice suddenly rose and he frowned: "Are you a disciple of the saint?"

Li Qing nodded when he heard this and said: "Yes, I am one of the direct disciples of Saint Tongtian!"

After hearing the words, the old man looked at the ball of pure divine fire in front of the black coffin. With his eyes, he could not fail to recognize this fire. He pondered for a moment and said hesitantly: "In that case, Yun Zhonghuo pays homage to the master..."

When he said this, he also lamented in his heart: "I think what a person I am, old man. Now in order to continue to survive, I have to take a little baby as my master... It's sad, it hurts..."

Li Qing didn't know what the old man in front of him was thinking, but when he saw him bowing to him, he nodded slowly and said: "Since you are the coffin spirit, you might as well tell me the purpose of this Netherworld Blood Coffin! "

Although he was asking questions, he was trying to test them.

After all, such an old man suddenly appeared from the black coffin, saying that he was the coffin spirit of the black coffin, and Emperor Qingxu had never mentioned this to him before, so Li Qing was inevitably a little suspicious.

While he was thinking secretly, the old man suspended on the coffin looked at Li Qing thoughtfully, and said secretly: "Why did Tongtian accept Gu Drought God as his disciple? Is it possible that there is something different about this little baby?"

With this thought in his mind, he opened his mouth and said: "This Netherworld Brutal Blood Coffin is as big and small as you want and weighs 335,600 kilograms. It was refined by a saint using the Immortal Killing Sword Boundless Brutal Qi in the sea of ​​blood. Once the coffin lid is opened, , just by chanting the spell, violent energy will rise into the sky. Even if Taiyi Sanxian is involved, he will be wiped out in an instant. If you hold this blood coffin against the enemy's weapons, even if it is an acquired treasure, It will inevitably be stained by the blood on the coffin and turned into a pile of rubble!"

When he said this, he looked at Li Qing and said: "You are the god of drought. If you want to evolve to the emperor, you have to wait for thousands of lives. But if you lie in this blood coffin, one day can equal the hundred days in the world." Thousands of days!”

After Li Qing heard what he said, he suddenly took a breath of air.

He has been secretly wondering why Tongtian didn't give him a few magic weapons.

After hearing what Yun Zhonghuo said, he suddenly understood that it was not the Tongtian Cult Master who had not given it to him, but had already given him the most suitable magic weapon through the hands of his clone Emperor Qingxu!

When Li Qing thought of this, he looked up at Yun Zhonghuo, who had a kind face, and said, "Speaking of which, why did you say that I contaminated the blood coffin before? Is it possible that these liquids cannot be blended with the blood coffin?"

Hearing this, Yun Zhonghuo shook his head helplessly and said: "Of course it can be fused, but your method is wrong. How can a magic weapon be fused like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he floated from the blood coffin to Li Qing's side and said: "You want to blend these purple liquids into the blood coffin. Come on, old man, I will help you, and you will avoid damaging such a treasure!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and flicked his fingers two feet away.

"Boom!"

Immediately, a clear voice was heard coming from the blood coffin.

Then he saw a strong black light above the blood coffin, forcing out all the purple coffin liquid that Li Qing had melted into.