The Netherworld Mountain falls, and the Black Water River drys.

When Chen Yan said that the words of Chen Yan seemed to be fulfilling. At this time, the Netherworld Mountain was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Countless restrictions dissipated, various colors of light and various forces.

One round of land spreads outward, affecting the entire ghost city and holy land.

In hell, everything happens almost at the same time.

The saint of the Immortal Ghost Sect, Ghost Ruyan, floated in the air under the cover of infinite divine light, and no external objects were seen within three feet of her.

The ghost girl is like smoke, and she is in a state of beauty. Eight big characters are shining, surrounding the ghost like smoke, but the ghost like smoke's eyes slightly closed, and his expression is peaceful, and he did not wake up.

"Mother!" At this moment, Meng Hun looked nervous, his hands tightly clasped the guqin, and his knuckles were pale. Because, at this moment, no one knew whether Gui Ruyan died or lived.

The entire cave was collapsing, but no one or any magic weapon could be as close as a ghost as smoke.

At the same time, I forgot about the water charms in the Yin-Yang Cave. Because the three young masters Ziyou and Xiao Luo's full force suppression did not affect the water charms.

However, sweat was already seen on her forehead, and the thin gauze was actually stuck to her body. The exquisite curves of water were undoubtedly revealed.

The seal of the sea is only one word left. Countless water droplets are forming, with green lights. The endless aura of burying the ancients has been dissolved by the ghost body Yuer. However, the gate of burying the ancients seems to be open at any time.

Amu's face turned pale because at this moment he was doing his best to control the magic coffin. However, it was extremely laborious. Even if Amu tried his best, the speed of floating on the magic coffin was extremely slow.

There is no time left, everything is collapsing.

At this moment, under Amu's neck, a light suddenly shone brightly. The nine demon beads that had been used only once suddenly shone. They were endless demonic power.

In an instant, Amu's Dan Sea suddenly shook, and infinite power surged. The demon coffin in the Dan Sea instantly resonated with Amu.

boom--

A black light suddenly rose, and the original appearance of the demon coffin rushed out of Amu's sea of ​​dan. The dark coffin, the endless blood-colored forbidden map. A corner was incomplete, and the rolling black fog emitted a proud and eternal aura.

One of the nine coffins, the magic coffin! Everyone was stunned.

Once the demon coffin comes out, it can destroy everything! Everyone is retreating, including the three young masters who rushed out of the Yin-Yang Cave just now.

"Xiao Luo!" The third young master shouted, although the demon coffin this time was not like the last battle between the Immortal Ghost Sect, and he went wild.

However, facing the true appearance of the Demon Coffin, the third young master knew that Amu's Demon Coffin was in hand, and he might be able to kill him completely. At this time, he could only rely on Xiao Luo.

In fact, when the demon coffin appears, it is not waiting for the third young master to summon it. Xiao Luo has already taken action. The seven-page ancient scroll of the ruined sky was prepared for the demon coffin.

The seven-page scroll went straight to Amu.

The seal technique in Xiao Luo's hand changed rapidly, which was a magical cultivator that Amu had never seen before.

"Town!" Xiao Luo shouted loudly. Seven pages of ancient scrolls suddenly emitted seven black lights. At the same time, seven extremely strange magical texts formed at the same time. The simple and vicissitudes of the air were no less than the magic coffin.

Goodbye to the seven black lights, which directly wrapped around the demon coffin, and the seven demon texts suddenly smashed at the demon coffin.

Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-

Seven black lights are like poisonous snakes, and seven demonic texts are like heavy hammers.

"Seal for thousands of years - my soul returns-"

The demon sound that Amu hadn't heard for a long time finally rang out from the demon coffin. It was the eternal demon sound. However, this time, Amu was not affected at all.

Because at some point, the Buddhist coffin's divine thoughts were completely integrated into Amu's eyebrows.

However, at the same time, Xiao Luo's seal method changed in his hand, and a pair of demonic eyes shot out two magic lights, and the two magic lights directly locked the demon coffin.

"Seal for thousands of years, my soul returns! Demon coffin, return!"

As soon as this statement came out, the demonic energy on Xiao Luo's body completely transformed. The black energy rolled and the demonic energy emitted from the demon coffin were the same as the first lunar calendar.

True resonance!

Amu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He could feel that Xiao Luo's demon body had a strong resonance with the demon coffin at this moment. Xiao Luo was a real demon body, so there was no doubt about this. His physique was able to control the demon coffin, and he was summoning the demon coffin.

But how can your own things be taken away by others?

Kill! Amu's eyes were blood red, and he raised his hand and the Dragon Whip of Canghai whistled out.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

A total of ninety-nine dragon souls flew out from the Canghai Dragon Whip. Amu has already started practicing the Canghai All-Everything Art. At this time, Amu's use of Canghai Dragon Whip has long since become different from the past.

Those dragon souls are the ancient five-clawed oolong souls, and their power cannot be underestimated. They go straight to the Yin-Yang Cave.

"Break!" At the same time, nine demon beads from Amu's neck flew out together, surrounding him and the demon coffin.

"Bang——" The seven rays of light wrapped around the demon coffin instantly dissipated.

However, the seven demonic texts still hit the demon coffin continuously, and every time they hit, the demon coffin seemed to shrink by a minute.

At this moment, no one knew, Qing Mozi, Xing Fei, and even Xiao Luo himself did not know. He used the authentic Lihen Coffin Receiving Technique.

The Lihen Coffin Receiving Technique is actually a total of nine characters, which can completely subdue the demon coffin. However, Xiao Luo only got seven pages of the ancient scroll of the ruins. Otherwise, if Xiao Luo could get the complete nine-character demonic words today, then with his true demon body, the demon coffin could really change its owner.

However, in this world, there is no if.

From the moment when the father-in-law Wang Jue punched the demon coffin into the Amudan Sea, the demon coffin would never belong to Xiao Luo again, and the roulette of cause and effect has quietly changed.

However, at this moment, Xiao Luo could definitely control the demon coffin. What these powerful people present need not forever, but for a moment.

As long as you can restrain the demon coffin, everything is enough.

The third young master, Xiao Luo, kept attacking with all his might, just to create a moment for Shui Mei, and not give Amu any chance to speak or face Shui Mei.

As long as it is not a demon coffin, all the attacks can be blocked by the third young master and his sedan.

really!

Canghai Dragon Whip, ninety-nine ancient five-clawed Oolong Souls suddenly headed straight to the Yin-Yang Gate. But at this time, the third young master's sedan was completely blocked at the Yin-Yang Gate.

Boom boom boom boom-

The black fog, white light, and the airflow swept over again.

The sedan chair blocking outside the Yin-Yang Gate shook, but it instantly dispersed all the dragon souls.

"Yeah!" In Amu's body, the qi and blood suddenly swelled, and his mind relaxed.

In an instant, Xiao Luo took advantage of the situation and entered. The demon coffin suddenly shook, as if it was about to be collected by Xiao Luo. However, at this moment, a ray of light suddenly flew out of Amu's body.

It was a dagger, which once came from outside the sky, and that dagger accompanied Amu for generations.

Scream?—Scream—Scream—

The dagger flashed with a green light. Seven ancient characters passed by, and those ancient characters were broken instantly.

"Destroy!" Amu activated the magic coffin and the black light spread all over his body.

"Bang——" The seven-page ancient scroll of the ruined sky was directly shaken by the demon coffin and rolled back.

At the same time, the demon coffin flew straight to the entrance of the Yin-Yang Cave.

"Not good!" Xiao Luo's face changed.

What kind of dagger is that? No one knows! But it is definitely a dagger that changes everything.

The demon coffin is freed. The fog is rolling. That is an unstoppable force.

For everyone now, the only one who can resist the magic coffin is Shui Mei, but Shui Mei is working hard to break the seal of the sea.

The last green ancient seal script gradually melted down the water-glazed droplets. However, the magic coffin roared in the power of the eternal.

"boom--"

Crushing everything, the third young master's bell of life and death and the plain sedan chair were directly bombarded by the demon coffin.

The black light, the white light, intertwined like a dragon, the plain sedan chair was divided into pieces. However, something strange happened, and there was no figure in the sedan chair.

"Huh?" At this moment, Amu was suddenly stunned when he saw all this, and Qing Mozi and Xing Fei also changed their expressions.

At the same time, in the dispersed sedan, an extremely strange white light rushed straight to the gate of the Burial Gu.

"Invisible and invisible body!" Xing Fei was shocked. No wonder the third young master never leaves the sedan chair. He was originally an invisible and invisible person.

"Open!" At this moment, Shui Mei stopped shouting, and the seal of Canghai was completely opened.

The gate of the ancient burial opened loudly!

The endless burial aura surged out, Shui Mei looked back at Amu and said quietly:

"Amu, I will definitely pay what I owe you! Keep the Dream Demon Soul-Calling Bell, which is the best gift I have given you. I will take this ghost body away, so don't worry!"

As he said that, Shui Mei rolled up her hand with one hand, and the water vapor in the sky rolled up Yu'er and rushed into the gate of the ancient burial. Xiao Luowu'er followed closely. Qing Mozi and Xing Fei looked at each other without any hesitation. One blue and one white, two streams of light followed directly.

Everything is a flash of lightning.

As soon as the ghost body disappeared, the ancient burial aura rolled up, and the demon coffin was facing him!

Boom-boom-

Such power is unparalleled, and no one has the chance to pass the Ancient Gate again, because the power of the demon coffin destroyed everything.

The floating ghost is like smoke, still surrounded by infinite divine light. When the demon coffin hits the gate of the ancient burial gate, an infinite divine light covers the demon zither Meng soul.

"Ninety thousand years, dream of reincarnation! My son, go home!" A voice seemed to come from a distant star field.

In hell, an infinite light gate suddenly appeared above Gui Ruyan's head.
To be continued...