long night walk

Chapter 387 The Heaven Comes From the Coffin
Ying Xiu's murderous intent was wanton.

On the cold bronze door, three red fire lotuses suddenly ignited, surrounding Ying Xiu. Each fire lotus was only the size of a palm, but Ying Xiu's face was hot and his hair was scorched and curled visible to the naked eye. .

Ying Xiu's footsteps froze suddenly, and there were a thousand emotions in his eyes, fierce and fierce, but soon suppressed them brazenly.

His chest heaved twice, his eyes lowered, and he said, "Is Emperor Taixuan planning to interfere with the affairs of my Zhongyou Dynasty?"

A faint halo from nowhere under the bronze door fell on her side cheeks. She was dressed in white with black hair and a thin silhouette. Her pale skin had a cool luster, and her black pupils reflected the scorching red lotus. Say, "Get out of the way, you're in the way."

There was an unstoppable chill in Yingxiu's eyes, his face crumpled and tightened, and then tightened and collapsed, he said deeply: "You... want to protect him?!"

Su Jing's eyes lost all patience, he stopped talking, his ink pupils flickered slightly, and a red lotus swayed between the bronze doors, and a purple aura could be seen in the scorching crimson, above the soaring, a small red lotus flame While swaying, it gave people a sense of weight as heavy as a mountain, and hit Ying Xiu's chest with a puff.

Ying Xiu's complexion changed drastically, he didn't expect Su Jing to actually attack him, with a fierce sword across his chest, and all kinds of runes leaked out.

For a moment, he was flustered, he staggered two steps, his face was flushed, and the hand holding the sword was shaking violently.

He looked at Su Jing in disbelief.

The remaining two fire lotuses locked him in front and back.

Su Jing said: "It's okay that you are powerless to change the current situation, but it's just stupid to care about these trivial matters to waste the time your Shikigami bought at the price of their lives."

Ying Xiu was furious: "It's not your turn to teach me a lesson!"

"Really?" Su Jing opened his lips lightly, the red lotus painted the ground into a cage, bound like fire, with locks from all directions, and locked Ying Xiu in mid-air extremely domineeringly.

Before Bai Li'an and the others stepped up to catch up, she walked forward lightly in white, and said calmly, "If I really want to teach you a lesson, what can you do?"

Li Jiujiu was about to worship her, so he followed her in small steps while holding his saber.

That's Zhongyou's crown prince, so why don't you keep any sympathy?
Fang Geyu sneered again and again, looking at the pale Ying Xiu who was trapped by the raging fire above the sky: "You bring shame upon yourself."

Bai Lian shook his head, and was about to speak, when suddenly, his chest and heart trembled heavily, the force was so deep and so heavy that his chest felt numb.

At this time, a sound similar to the cry of an eagle came from above the sky, breaking through the clouds and piercing the sky, bringing a dark light to the sky of the ghost mountain in the ancient abyss.

The rustling gray feathers fluttered down like snow, very light.

But it cut his cheek, and the feather edge was sharp.

The profound coldness caused the exposed bronze door to condense a heavy layer of frost, covering all the ancient marks and moss on the door.

It was dark under Bailian's feet, as if a huge shadow covered the sky above his head.

The frost is blowing against the wind, and the grass is killed low.

The terrifying wind swept across the ground, and the wind was so heavy that Bai Lian couldn't help but was forced to take a few steps back by the wind pressure, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown into a mess. He tried his best to look up at the sky.

It was a huge roc bird. Its gray and black wings stretched for ten miles, and it had five heads. Each feather was sharp like a sharp sword. Under its sharp claws, it was holding a huge black ice coffin.

Bailian opened his eyes wide.

Under the heart, the frequency similar to the heartbeat became more and more rapid.

Under the silent heart, there seemed to be something that was about to come out.

He unconsciously covered his heart, the huge strange bird let out a loud cry, and all five heads pecked at the ice coffin, and there was a crisp sound of metal and stone clashing in the sky.

The pitch-black ice coffin cracked, but it was not completely cracked. Instead, the five beaks of the strange bird rebounded and vomited blood.

The cobweb-like cracks on the ice coffin slowly recovered.

"Then... what is it?" The huge strange bird exuded a ghostly aura soaring to the sky, and its huge bird wings were like a pair of shadows of death, covering Li Jiujiu's heart.

Fang Geyu's eyes were also wide open. She is good at interpreting the scriptures of ghosts and demons. She didn't know what this bird was for a while. means?"

The red lotus cage that bound Yingxiu was extinguished by the strong wind from the giant wings. He fell from mid-air, and the magic-sealing sword in his hand was invaded by the chill of the strong wind.

With a pained expression on his face, he quickly put the Demon Sealing Sword into Qiankun's bag.

Su Jing held the ground in his hand, frowned slightly, his eyes were cold, and said: "Xuan Yao Pici."

Bai Lian was puzzled: "Xuanyao Pichan?"

Su Jing's expression didn't change much. She raised her sleeves lightly, dispelling most of the chill in an instant: "Xuanyao Pichan is a dying old demon who is on the verge of extinction. Stretching endlessly, between the demon and the immortal, I thought that the demon had already returned to the realm of mountains and seas, but I never thought that she was placed in the ghost mountain by the empress."

Fang Ge's eyes were strange: "Why do you want to raise demons with blood?"

Su Jing's dark eyes reflected the chaotic feathers in the sky: "Although the Pimorant Xuanniao is a monster, it feeds on sword energy. The temple is located in the east mountain of Kunlun. The sword hidden in the temple is named Zhutian.

The heavens slaughtered Dao swords for the ancient times, stained with the blood of countless gods and demons, and the hostility continued throughout the year. Although the Eastern Heaven Temple suppressed the divine swords, there were occasional sword auras that overflowed and wounded all spiritual creatures in Kunlun Dongshan. Ever since the empress fed blood This bird, Pimoran, guards Dongshan for the empress, eats sword energy, and protects living beings. "

Bai Lian was surprised: "Since it is the sword-eating bird of Kunlun East Mountain, why did it appear in this ghost mountain?"

Su Jing locked his eyes on the pitch-black ice coffin, and his voice was as cold as a cold blade: "Yes, why does the black bird Pichan, who is always accompanied by the sword energy of the heavens, appear here?"

Suddenly, her pupils shrank sharply, and the wind around her became more and more violent.

The five sharp beaks that were frantically pecking at the ice coffin failed to shatter the ice coffin, but were shocked by an inexplicable force in the coffin and vomited blood wildly.

The five-headed bird screamed furiously, and its ten angry eyes rolled together. Suddenly, it saw the bronze door on the ground opened like a crack in a tiankeng. It fell straight down.

The pitch-black ice coffin was extremely demonic, and any gray feathers flying in the sky were instantly annihilated into smoke when touched by the coffin.

The bronze door, which had always been cold and solemn, suddenly echoed with a long cry from the distant abyss. The adult-sized pitch-black ice coffin slowly landed, and the bronze seal that was sacrificed by Hongying's soul was trembling and loosening, cracking. The cracked ground door was slowly reopening.

For a moment, everyone's faces became extremely ugly.

(End of this chapter)