nine coffins

Chapter 1054 Life and Death!Ziyou City, the secret of the sky coffin

Yin-Yang Chaos Banner!
The white banner lives, and the black banner dies.It was a rare treasure of the Three Realms that was at the level of a venerable divine weapon tens of thousands of years ago.However, the person who can control it has long since died.

The divine weapon then disappeared.

Who would have thought that the Yin-Yang Chaos Banner would reappear in the Three Realms today.The Yin Soul Bird King lived for tens of millions of years, otherwise he would never have known that treasure.

King Mu of the Three Realms is obsessed with swords and will never hold other magic weapons.What's more, that strange person is the only one in the Three Realms who can control the yin and yang chaos.

"You are a person of life and death!" The old man Huahun turned pale with shock.At the same time, his figure retreated sharply.The ghost wings on its back have already spread out, extending tens of feet.

At this time, the lower body of the painting soul old man had completely changed.

The soul of painting is already half human and half bird.When his figure was backwards, his wings fluttered.In an instant, black mist billowed, filled with thousands of ghosts.Endless howls resounded throughout the entire star field.

At that moment, it seemed that the gate of hell was opened wide by the painting soul.Yin Qi is like a torrent.Mingyin, piercing the sea of ​​stars.

However, none of these could stop the black ancient banner of the man in purple.

call--

As the black flag passed by, the star field was rolled, and all the Yin Qi and ghosts dissipated.The Yin-Yang Chaos Banner can be regarded as the nemesis of the Yin Soul Bird King.Moreover, the purple-clothed man obviously put his energy into it and didn't want to put the painting soul to death immediately.

call--

At this time, the man in purple with a white flag not far away had already received the ghostly light.Immediately after stepping forward, he actually merged directly with the man in purple who was holding a black banner.

"Life and death people! That's right." In the Three Realms, only life and death people have such abilities.

Legend has it that the living and the dead are originally twin brothers.However, his elder brother died young, and by accident, he managed to cultivate the Great Soul of the Wraith.Brotherly love is deep, and the elder brother is the host of the younger brother.

The two brothers have cultivated inexhaustible miracles, and they are known as the people of life and death, and their magic skills reach the sky.Tens of thousands of years ago, as soon as the yin and yang chaos came out, the Three Realms trembled.

At this time, the old man Huahun's eyes showed cold despair.

It's just a game of cat and mouse!Under the chaos of yin and yang, Yongjing has to retreat three houses, and the soul-painting bird king can't escape from birth at all.

"Shadow Soul Bird King, tell me who else is the Heavenly Soul within the Three Realms?" Life and death are one, and his voice seems to echo, as if two people are speaking one after the other.

"Hey!" Hua Hun sneered endlessly, "people in the sea can be killed or die. But don't expect me to say anything. Heavenly Soul is in the Three Realms. If you can, you can find them one by one! I am an old bird Having lived for tens of thousands of years, it is an honor to die in the hands of your life and death today."

"Death by my hands? Hahaha—" The man in purple clothes, his laughter echoed, "It seems that you only hear my name as a man of life and death, but not my methods. Today, I will make your ghost bird king unable to survive, please I can't die!"

Alas--

At some point, the black sail turned black on one side and white on the other.The living and dead people waved the ancient flag in their hands, and endless gray air was emitted.

At the same time, the left hand of the living and dead people formed a seal, and a little purple light turned into thousands of light wheels and directly locked to the painting soul.He wants to capture the soul of painting alive.

The old man who painted the soul, who was in the third realm of the original immortal, had traversed the Shura Demon Continent for tens of thousands of years.Its immortal talisman is invincible and has many means.However, that depends on who you are fighting against.

In front of Yongjing, Yuanxian was just a big ant who could only be crushed.

Yin souls, fairy talismans, and even Yuan Xian's top-level spells are all useless in front of the living and the dead.At this time, the old man Huahun was floating in the void like a Kunpeng, and he had already decided not to escape.

For tens of thousands of years, in fact, the old man Huahun is not greedy for life, but does not know how to die.

"Immortal Venerable, the old servant is finally going to follow you!" The black air around the painting soul old man bird's body, but the person's body is full of rounds of blue light.

That is the color of the sea, and even the aura of a venerable.

"Stealing lives for thousands of years, but this old servant fulfills his mission!" The corner of the old man's mouth twitched into a smile as he looked at the living and dead people, "One line of the sea, invincible in the three realms! How can I be humiliated by you?"

call--

The yin and yang chaotic streamer is directly under the cover.However, before that, the old man painting soul had already formed a technique.

That is the law handed down by Canghai Immortal Venerable.

That is the secret biography of Canghai Immortal Servant, and there are only a handful of people in the Three Realms who can form this technique.That seal can only be formed once in a lifetime.

Following the imprinting method of the soul of painting, a celestial eye seemed to be split between his brows.A white light shot up into the sky.The white light didn't go towards the yin and yang chaos, but the remaining power of the white light had already fixed it in the void.

"Huh? Not good!" Surprised, "Heavenly Soul? Skylight!"

Ziyun rolled, and the man in purple suddenly raised his hand.Sacrifice a gray glow, that is a stone tablet, trying to chase that sky light.

However, at this moment, the half-human, half-bird body of the old man Huahun was suddenly filled with endless blue light and black energy.The way out of the entire star field was temporarily blocked by it.

A venerable aura, firmly suppressing everything.

Boom—boom—

The two wings of the ghost bird king exploded immediately.

The endless black clouds are swirling tens of millions of energies.

Self-destruct!In that way, there will be no reincarnation.The eternal Dao disappears, and the painting soul gambles everything.

Yuan Xian blew himself up, instantly comparable to the power of eternity.That was the only proactive choice for the old man who painted the soul, otherwise the living and dead people really have the ability to make him survive but not die.

Life and death, people have been walking between life and death.

"Hahaha——" the old man Huahun looked up to the sky and laughed, "Immortal Venerable, may the chess game be broken, may cause and effect be changed, may all beings be free, may people in the three realms understand the heart of the Immortal Venerable, and may there be thousands of worlds outside Baishan... ..."

The words of the painting soul echoed endlessly.

However, few people in the Three Realms could understand Hua Hun's words.However, that is the heart of painting the soul, and it is also the heart of the sea.A fairy servant who paints the soul, he understands the sea.

That is not unwillingness, but the wish in the heart, and it is as sweet as it is.A person, there are always some things are willing.

boom - boom -

The painting soul's body also exploded completely.That is the explosion of a universe.

For thousands of miles around, everything is gone.All the floating lands instantly turned into flying smoke.In the star field, there seems to be an endless energy storm.

The ten thousand li starfield was empty and cleared.

call--

Only the inexplicable white light that Huahun sacrificed at the end rushed out of the star field without a trace.

The living and dead man in purple clothes was finally blocked by the painting soul.The sky tablet he sacrificed failed to catch up with the white light that was collected.However, the self-destruction of the painting soul can't do anything to him.

The yin and yang chaotic banners turned into an enchantment to cover his body, and the purple clothes of the living and the dead were still safe and sound.

Outside the barrier, the mist billowed and the energy was like a sea.The life-and-death man in purple slowly stretched out a hand, which unexpectedly stretched out of the barrier.On the palm of his hand, there is a pattern similar to a Taiji diagram, except that there is no yin and yang fish eyes.

The pattern rotates like an eye.

Look again, the energy generated by the old man Huahun's self-explosion actually converged into a river in a frenzy, and then came straight to the black hole.All the energy is being absorbed by the living and dead through the eye in that hand.

That is a force comparable to eternal power!

The purple clothes are bulging, like a whale swallowing.That was also a rather strange scene. The cultivation methods of living and dead people seemed to be different from those of anyone in the Three Realms.

Is that turning all dead energy for your own use?

After an unknown amount of time, all the energy in the void was being absorbed.The yin and yang chaotic banners quietly dispersed.Ziyi and Ziyun gradually subsided.

"Alas!" The man in purple didn't feel much joy, but let out a long sigh.

The cold void, the endless star field.The man in purple, alone there, gave people an endless sense of loneliness.

"Mu Wang, we still failed!" The purple cloud billowed, and the purple clothes fluttered lightly.The man in purple seemed to be talking to himself, but it was the voice of a living and dead person.

"Hehe!" The voice of Mu Wang under the purple clothes sounded, "Life and death, we are all soulless and innocent people, so what failure is there?"

"That heavenly soul has escaped!" The man of life and death said sadly, "If Bu Miaotian was there, he would be able to seal the entire star field with ease. We still can't compare to him, the ghost of the Three Realms!"

"To be able to wash Muyun Villa with blood, not to be bound by the stele, and not to be afraid of a child taking off his purple clothes. Bu Miaotian, of course, is not comparable to you and me. For thousands of years, he is not the only one who has broken free from everything except the evil. ?"

"Ghosts of the Three Realms! Alas!" The living and dead sighed unwillingly, "It's a pity. Chizi promised us, one soul in exchange for one person's freedom."

"If the soul of the sky is easy to get, we won't be soulless people!" King Mu smiled wryly, "Besides, don't trust the words of Chizi!"

"Hehehe!" The life and death people smiled wryly, "Mu Wang, what you said is right! It's me, I'm persistent."

Ziyi moved and walked away step by step.

"Mu Wang, I'm in a deep sleep. You can go to the Blood Moon Continent now. Shura Palace and Wuhen Valley don't need my help anymore. Painting Soul should be the number one fairy servant in the sea of ​​Demon Island. Heavenly Soul should not be there .” The voices of the living and dead people were full of exhaustion.

"Hmm!" Mu Wang's voice said, "We have no soul and no way, and we each have our own dissatisfaction. I don't ask for a heavenly soul..."

The purple clothes faded away and turned into streamers.

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Tianzhou, immortal burial.

Liu Zhen is empty, and the world is forbidden.Qing Mozi and Xing Fei sat cross-legged, motionless.

Suddenly, a white light broke through the sky.The Heaven and Earth Great Restriction did not block that light.And that white light hovered in the void of Liuzhen, humming endlessly.

At that moment, it was like an orphan who left home, homeless.

Qing Mo and Xing Fei opened their eyes at the same time, with a hint of sadness flashing in their eyes.

"Whose one?" Qingmo actually asked Xing Fei, as if he had no head or brain.

Xing Fei stretched out his hand, and that white light flew into Xing Fei's palm, like a tiny white snake hovering in his palm.

"It's the one of painting soul!" Xing Fei raised his eyebrows and sighed, "I didn't expect that painting soul was the first one to fall."

Qing Mozi narrowed his eyes.

"The painting soul has been safe for thousands of years. It seems that someone who knows the secret of the coffin must have awakened. Otherwise, the painting soul will not be killed."

"Ziyou City!" Xing Fei frowned, "I can't think of any other power within the Three Realms. There are too many secrets in the fairy tomb."

"Hmph!" Qing Mozi sneered, "People in Canghai will not die in vain. As long as Amu wakes up, everything else will be fine. Ziyou City, hehe!"

Xing Fei nodded, looked at the white light in his palm, and slightly closed his palms.However, that white light flew directly out of Xing Fei's hand.

"Qingmo, I can't take it!" Xing Fei shook his head.

The green devil smiled wryly.

"It should return to Mo Lang Ling. Unfortunately, everything about Amu has been sealed, and it can't go back. Let it float in this forbidden world!"

At this time, it was the 50th year of Liuzhen.Everything is about to end, and everything is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)