The Demon Emperor's Crown Prince is hiding in the coffin. The ninth-grade martial artist in front of him has better talent than ordinary people. Ever since he learned the art of qi-watching, he has never seen the existence of luck above his head like a blank piece of paper. If it is as bright as the bright sun,

Those who are lucky are the sons of heaven, so this ninth-grade martial artist is the son of heaven's abandonment, a being that people hate.

Although he is a remnant soul and his strength has dropped a lot, the Demon Emperor Prince believes that even if he only has one percent of his peak cultivation level, it will still be easy to kill a mere ninth-level warrior.

Black light condenses in the palm of the hand, and an ice needle exuding cold air forms. This ice needle may seem ordinary, but as long as it falls on a person, it will corrode the body and disintegrate the soul within a few moments.

Through the gap in the coffin, the Demon Emperor Prince discovered that Jiang Yinxi was gradually approaching the coffin. It seemed that he was preparing to open the coffin and find the inheritance he left behind. Unfortunately, you are just a child abandoned by God and do not deserve this "opportunity".

The moment Jiang Yinxi pushes open the coffin, the ice needle will pierce his heavenly cap and end his miserable life.

Three steps, two steps, one step, just when the Demonic Prince was about to shoot out the ice needle in his palm, the warrior actually stopped. Could it be that he had discovered himself? It was impossible for a ninth-grade warrior to discover him.

In the sight of the Demon Emperor and Prince, Jiang Yinxi circled the coffin twice and said, "What a magnificent coffin. Will the inside be the same as the legendary powerful coffin? The nine-layer bronze coffin, one coffin, one world."

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"You idiot. Only the Emperor of Heaven is qualified to use it. Am I worthy of it? Come on, open the coffin and die." The Demon Emperor's prince cursed in his heart.

"Squeak"

Right now, at the moment when the coffin was opened, the ice needle in the hand of the Demon Emperor Prince flew towards Jiang Yinxi.

"boom"

"This is so heavy that I can't lift it."

The coffin lid was pressed down heavily, and the flying ice needles bounced off the coffin wall and pierced the Demon Emperor's prince's remnant soul. The intense pain made the Demon Emperor's prince almost cry out, and he endured the pain to remove the area where the needle was hit.

, the Demon Emperor’s Crown Prince wanted to scold his mother, how on earth did this loser reach the ninth level? He couldn’t lift a coffin lid that weighed several kilograms. If he couldn’t lift it, he had to push it.

"Yes, it seems that the coffin lid can be pushed. How did I think of it? No wonder they all said I was too slow."

The Demonic Prince in the coffin roared silently, "Are you too slow? You are missing a muscle in your head."

A ray of light fell on the body of the Demon Emperor Prince. His remnant soul could see that the coffin lid had slowly moved. This time he was not going to use ice needles. He was going to show up and torture this hateful warrior to death.

The remnant soul emerged from the coffin, but before it appeared, Jiang Yinxi murmured to himself: "Grandma once said that I am a man who upholds justice for heaven and is a clean man, and cannot rob graves."

The Demon Emperor Prince was about to explode with anger. Half of his body was stuck in the coffin, and half of his body was leaking out. Before Jiang Yinxi noticed it, he tore his body apart and condensed under the coffin again.

"This damn martial artist, who the hell listens to grandma? Cultivation depends on doing whatever you want. Do you think you can take charge of everything just by listening to grandma? You silly dog, you can't stand it anymore, you will die."

When the Demonic Prince was about to take action, an accident happened again. The door of the closed main tomb chamber slowly opened, and a white shadow was vaguely visible.

The moment he saw this white shadow, the Demon Emperor Prince felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and his intuition told him that this person would be his lifelong enemy.

The moment Bai Ying appeared, the Demon Emperor Prince felt himself being restrained by an unmatched force, which carried him into the coffin at an astonishing speed.

"Damn it, aren't you that fool? How is that possible? You were just playing tricks on me..."

"If you dare to speak out again, I will annihilate your remaining soul and make you disappear into ashes."

Jiang Yinxi said indifferently. The moment Chen Fan appeared, he was not ready to play with the Demon Emperor's prince. After receiving the news that Li Yuan was safe, he was still ready to play, but he did not expect Chen Fan to appear so soon.

"What a magnificent main tomb, Wang Zhi. When you were alive, you were chased by me like a dog, and you wandered around the world. I didn't expect that you would be pretty good after death."

Chen Fan walked leisurely, as if he was in his own back garden and the whole world was under his control.

"The inheritance of the Demon Emperor is so ridiculous. The Demon Emperor was destroyed by me. It's so ridiculous that such a useless inheritance still exists."

"Wang Zhi, I know that you are not dead and have been living quietly for so many years. Have you lost the courage to come out and see me?"

Chen Fan's voice continued to echo in the main tomb chamber and reached the ears of the Demon Emperor's prince. The soul suppressed by Jiang Yinxi continued to tremble, and the terrifying demonic energy instantly filled the entire interior of the coffin.

Wang Zhi's eyes have turned blood red. This voice and tone have been engraved in his soul. The white shadow is Chen Fan, it is absolutely correct.

The anger caused by fear made Wang Zhi want to break out of the coffin at all costs and fight to the death with Chen Fan. He had been suppressed by Chen Fan and never won even once until his death. Now he would not even let go of himself who was still alive. He

Dead.

"town."

Wang Zhi raised his head in confusion and saw Jiang Yinxi slapped his entire soul directly into his body. The palm forcibly fused him with his body, making him unable to break free.

"Hide from me? It seems that you no longer have the courage you once had. I still remember that the Demon Emperor said that my son has always had the appearance of a great emperor, but now the so-called appearance of a great emperor has been beaten by me.

Broken, what a waste."

Wang Zhi's immortal weapon has been obtained by others. With his strength, it would be easy to take it away. But with Ye Zixuan there, he didn't want his woman to see the other side of him.

However, the most precious thing here is Wang Zhi's tattered immortal weapon, but his corpse. The corpse of the monk who ascended to immortality will not rot for ten thousand years, not to mention that the body of the Demon Emperor's Prince is comparable to a ferocious beast. If this immortal body is

The corpse is made into a puppet, which is more than enough to save lives if it is not to mention running rampant in this world.

"Let me go, I will fight with him."

Wang Zhi roared silently. He was bound to his body, unable to make any sound or move.

Chen Fan walked leisurely to the coffin, and with a wave of his hand, the coffin lid flew dozens of meters away.

"Oh, that's right, you actually dare to attack me secretly."

Chen Fan dodged the attack in the coffin. The attack was so weak that he couldn't get even the slightest interest in it.

"Chen Fan, I only have a remnant of my soul left, what else do you want?"

Wang Zhi (Jiang Yinxi) said angrily that at the moment Chen Fan opened the coffin, he used a phantom mask to transform into the Demon Emperor's Crown Prince. Although he was much taller than the Demon Emperor's Crown Prince, people do not grow very tall after death.

Is it normal.

"What don't you want to do? It's just that I need an obedient puppet."

Chen Fan took action boldly. Although the remnant soul in front of him was a bit strange, it did not prevent him from erasing the intelligence of the remnant soul, integrating it into Wang Zhi's body, and refining a puppet with some intelligence.

"Wang Zhi, do you still remember this move? You died under this move back then."

"Ten Thousand Dragons Fist."

Incomparably domineering power was exerted in Chen Fan's hands. The floor of the tomb could not bear the pressure and directly shattered. Following Chen Fan's movements, dazzling golden light poured out.

"die."
Chapter completed!