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Can't be killed.

Can't sleep.

Being stuck like a dog-skin plaster and unable to be shaken off, Ao felt helpless and could only glare at Yan Xing and continue walking towards the dark temple.

"Aobei, you can take away the saint's remains, but you must keep this person."

唳——

The phoenix spreads its wings, streaking across the sky with a stream of flames, and instantly hovers above the temple. The fiery breath descends and locks Ao's back, as if a terrifying attack will fall at the next moment.

"Zhang Shinian!"

Ao Bei's expression darkened and he glanced at Yan Xing, who was watching the excitement in the bronze coffin. He felt extremely aggrieved. What do you mean by leaving this person behind? He is the one who is stuck, right?

"If you have the ability, arrest Yan Xing. I wish you all the best!"

"However, you'd better not be a drunkard who doesn't care about wine and wants to snatch the saint's remains, otherwise I guarantee that you won't be able to eat and walk around!"

"Um?"

In the Crimson Temple, Zhang Shinian looked surprised and looked at Yan Xing with a somewhat surprised look. It seemed that he really didn't seem to be kidnapped.

At the same time, he also felt a little nervous in his heart. Ao Bei's words caught his fancy. He really had a plan to delay the matter, but he couldn't directly break his face, so he could only make excuses.

'snort! Zhang Shinian, I thought you were so noble and upright, but who can resist the temptation of facing the remains of a saint? All hesitations are just due to lack of strength. ’

Ao Bei's eyes flashed with disdain, and he took two steps slowly, concentrating on sensing that the distance was enough, and he had established a conscious connection with the Black Temple.

"The underworld, the gate of the dead!"

"Altar of Reincarnation! Open—"

Boom!

Katcha!

Driven by Ao Bei's thoughts, the towering temple began to shine with bright divine light, and the inscriptions on its surface appeared one after another, and then instantly melted into a dark liquid, boiling violently, and began to reorganize from the particle level.

"not good!"

Zhang Shinian looked shocked. He didn't expect that he had already missed the opportunity after hesitating for just a moment. As soon as he stepped out of the temple, two figures broke away from the battle on the battlefield in the distance. One of them flickered and stood directly in front of him.

"The Sun Never Sets in the Holy Land, you want to interfere in our disputes in the underworld? Zhang Shinian, are you sure you can make the decision on your own?"

When Zhang Shinian heard this, his expression froze and he stopped in place. This was indeed where he struggled. Those who broke the rules often did not end well.

"Haha, you have a red mouth and white teeth, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Shinian shook his head and chuckled, clenching the palms behind his back quietly, looking at Yan Xing on the coffin with a blank expression, and continued: "According to my emperor's decree, I just want to take Yan Xing away. I don't have the remains of a saint at all. see."

"Tsk, I hope so."

The two gods and demons looked indifferently, not knowing whether to believe Zhang Shinian's lies or not. They did not leave, but stood in front of each other. Now was the most critical step in the plan, and there was no room for any mistakes.

boom! Katsa——

In an instant, the temple had been reorganized and transformed into a huge cone-shaped cylindrical altar, hundreds of thousands of feet high, connected to the sky and the earth. The whole body was covered with strange lines, as if it were flowing on it like a living thing, escaping to the sky. There was a dark and cold aura, lingering with the air of death, carrying a bit of the rotten smell of the underworld. ….This offering is entirely made of the underworld.

Woohoo!

The dark wind howled, the altar runes flashed, and the dark light energy gathered in the center of the top, slowly rotating, forming a deep vortex, as if it could connect to the land of the dead.

At the same time, a strange invisible force extended from the altar, lifting the bronze coffin carried on Aobei's shoulders and floating it towards the dark whirlpool passage.

call!

Ao Bei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Not only did his body relax, but his tense nerves also relaxed. He looked at the sky with a playful expression and met Zhang Shinian's eyes.

"Zhang Shinian, are you in a hurry?"

"Aobei, what do you mean by this?"

Zhang Shinian frowned. He was indeed anxious, but he definitely didn't show it. He had made his attitude clear. Isn't that enough?

"Hahaha! Idiot!"

Ao Bei suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and slowly opened his clenched fists. There were dense rays of light floating in his palms, flowing and leaping, but they could not escape the shackles of his palms.

"We have deployed means in this secret realm in advance, and even invited the saint's remains to come out. Do you think there are no other arrangements?"

"The entire secret space and time is shrouded in secrets. Even high-dimensional space and time are disrupted. All information is blocked and cannot be transmitted to the outside world. Well, let me see, in just ten breaths of time, through various methods A total of more than 10,000 messages were sent..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! I really belong to you, Zhang Shinian!"

Ao Bei looked proud, and pretended to count the stream of information in his palm, then clenched his fingers violently and squeezed them into nothingness.

Seeing this, Zhang Shinian's face darkened, knowing that the situation was over, he remained silent and did not continue to argue.

From the very beginning, they had no chance of taking away the saint's remains from the Holy Land of Samsara. It was not because of the strength gap between the two sides, but because of the information gap. If they knew from the beginning that the saint's remains would appear in the secret realm, how could they do it? So passive.

"Hey, you have a black heart, a black liver, and a black lung. Ao Bei, you are really insidious!"

Hearing the ridicule, Ao Bei frowned and looked back, only to see Yan Xing still sitting cross-legged as steady as an old dog on top of the bronze coffin that was half submerged in the whirlpool passage, showing no intention of leaving at all.

"Yen Xing——"

"Are you really going to hold on to it?!"

Ao Bei was so angry that his face twitched. Is there something wrong with this kid's brain? Doesn't he understand what is behind this whirlpool passage?

There is the Holy Land of Reincarnation's lair in the underworld, and the Lord of Reincarnation, the Supreme Immortal, is in charge. If he doesn't run away quickly, he actually wants to follow the door. Isn't this an old man who has hanged himself and is seeking death? ?

"Haha, isn't it the underworld? It's just right. I have nothing to do. It's not bad to go shopping."

Yan Xing looked indifferent, stretched out, and lay directly on the coffin to show his attitude.

"Ao Bei, it's easy to ask the gods but hard to send them away. If you dare to provoke me, you must be prepared to pay the price..."

Buzz!

As the bronze coffin continued to slide into the whirlpool, and finally touched Yan Xing's body, the Hades Altar immediately reacted. Countless rune chains rose into the air and shot out with great force, trying to kill the foreign object stowaways on the spot. ….blurred!

The power of the chains was terrifying, and each chain was no weaker than a casual blow from a powerful god or demon. Yan Xing gave up resistance directly, faced the threat of death, and immediately fell into a void.

Void, the talent ignores all attacks, cannot be selected, and can penetrate all materials.

I saw Yan Xing waving his hands to the many gods and demons, and his body, like a bubble, slowly sank, passed through the indestructible bronze coffin, and fell into the coffin.

"Damn it!

"

Ao Bei was furious, and his already dark face turned even darker. He couldn't imagine what kind of expression the Lord of Reincarnation would show when he excitedly opened the coffin?

It will definitely be more exciting than ever, right? !

Bastard, how dare you think like this? If it's over, the Lord will definitely punish him severely.

Helpless, Ao Zhiqing felt helpless. He had made a detailed analysis of Yan Xing's abilities and understood that all attacks and bans were meaningless, so he had always treated him as nothing. But he never expected that this kid would still play with it. This one comes out.

well--

Zhang Shinian sighed secretly in his heart. Under the suppression of the two gods and demons, he had no chance to approach the coffin, let alone capture Yan Xing.

What about expressing your attitude?

Ao Bei would definitely not take the risk of letting it get close to the saint's remains. He was in control of the entire situation and everything was done according to the safest guidelines.

Failed to complete the mission of the Divine Phoenix Empress, failed! Facing the remains of the saint, not even a hair was left behind, a failure within a failure! Difficult to stretch. Tianlai Novel Network

Ho ho ho!

No--

The Holy Land of Netherworld and Black Sky could only watch helplessly as the bronze coffin was swallowed into the whirlpool passage. They were so anxious that their eyes were splitting. Under the interception of the gods and demons, they could only cry in vain. .

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