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Chapter 118 Dragon Pattern Black Gold(2/2)

Too scary.

The inheritance left by Emperor Yuhua is worthy of being, with one blow, the world will be destroyed.

If a real strong man uses it, I am afraid that this world will no longer exist and will be wiped out by the Eternal Immortal Light.

“Buzz…”

Endless feathered fairy light rises.

Everyone's eyes were weeping, but they still didn't dare to blink and looked tightly at the center of the collision.

But everyone trembled in the next moment.

"How is that possible?"

"That's the inheritance of the Emperor Yuhua. The Emperor Yuhua who has been invincible for a lifetime and has been able to break the black coffin?"

Everyone's eyes widened, their faces full of disbelief.

I saw Li Qingyue's slightly weak and tender hands pressing the black coffin.

Although the endless fairy light is extremely powerful and penetrates everything in the world, it cannot break the black coffin.

The black coffin was ordinary, with only strange dragon-shaped patterns trembling.

It seems that there are dragons wandering on the black coffin.

"impossible!"

Standing in the void, his whole body was vague and impermanent, and the son of the Eternal God, wrapped in the fairy light, exclaimed in surprise at this moment.

The taboo secret technique of the Eternal Immortal Sutra is said to be able to break everything and erase everything.

Now I can't even break a black coffin.

This was beyond imagination and even made him feel a little unbelievable.

"Hiss... Could this be the real immortal gold cast in the legend, right?"

"Yes, only the real immortal gold can block such a terrible blow, right?"

"The dragon patterns are intertwined, as dark as ink... Is this dragon patterns black gold?"

"Oh my God... it's really the legendary immortal gold, the immortal gold that the emperor sacrificed and refined the Extreme Dao Emperor's weapons."

"That's the immortal gold that even the emperor's Tao can bear!"

For a moment, countless screams of exclamation broke out.

Everyone looked at the black coffin in Li Qingyue's hand in shock.

"A prodigal son..."

"Is that prodigal son who actually refined such an immortal gold sacrifice into a black coffin?"

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