nine coffins

Chapter 327 The Nether Mountain Falls, the Black Water River Dries
The head of the Immortal Ghost Sect pointed at Amu's eyebrows.

At this time, Amu has been imprisoned.Even though Amu was promoted to the soul state, he had no power to fight back.He could only look at the master of the Immortal Ghost Sect with cold eyes.

"I would rather die than lose her!" Amu was not lying.

Jiexiu pointed and pierced the clouds and pierced the sky, but Amu was not afraid, and didn't even care about the stinging pain of Jieli's piercing through the sky.

Because, he still has a magic coffin.Even if he dies, he still has a drop of God King blood.

However, the calamity broke through the sky, and the magic coffin in Amudan Sea did not respond at all.

The master of the Immortal Ghost Sect, this finger is merciless, and it will definitely put Amu to death.

Lose her or give me death!He understood that Amu would not compromise.

The power of robbery is unstoppable.Granny Qianhua's complexion changed suddenly, the Immortal Ghost Clan's methods were despicable and capricious, she even forgot this big taboo.

But at this time, it was too late to rescue him, so he could only suddenly sacrifice the heaven and earth black and yellow basket in his hand.

The moment Grandma Qianhua sacrificed the heaven and earth black and yellow basket, the ghost saint's book of life and death was also sacrificed.

The two ancient Tianbao confronted each other again in mid-air.

boom--

Then they flew apart, the sky and the earth were black and yellow baskets, unable to save Amu.

However, just when Amu thought that he was bound to die, the blood of the battle soul seemed to be shining brightly in the Danhai, and the finger of the lord of the Immortal Ghost Sect fell completely.

High above the sky, someone shouted in the void - "Slow!"
Before the sound came, a cyan lightning fell straight down nine days, turning into a [-]-foot-high green light, and the target was the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect!

"Huh?" The Immortal Ghost Sect Master was startled.Because the lightning speed was too fast.

Although just now there are several Taos of auras of kalpa and cultivation, which originated from the deserted sea, and two more descended from the sky.However, it arrived in an instant, and he shot at himself suddenly, which greatly exceeded the expectations of the lord of the fairy ghost sect.

That cyan lightning bolt was extremely powerful, and the power it carried was quite different, so the head of the Immortal Ghost Sect would never dare to shake it head-on.

His fingertips almost touched Amu's eyebrows.

However, at this moment, he had to dodge backwards. If he hesitated a little, even if he killed Amu, he would definitely be hit by the blue lightning.

With a sudden retreat, the master of the Immortal Ghost Sect directly turned into an afterimage, and swept away like a ghost.

And the moment he retreated, a white figure appeared directly in front of Amu, patted Amu, and the confinement was released.The man in white took Amu, and moved to Granny Qianhua's side in an instant.

The rabbit rose and the falcon fell, the man in white was like a wisp of smoke, and his speed was far faster than the master of the fairy ghost sect.He took Amu down almost at the same time as the master of the fairy ghost sect.

Just now, the lingering sound of Kong Kong's "slow" sound has not faded away.

"hiss--"

Everyone in the field gasped, what kind of cultivation was that?
Looking around, the person standing beside Amu turned out to be a young monk wearing a Shuiyun Taoist robe.

The appearance of the young monk was not handsome, but his manner was by no means ordinary, especially the pair of eyes, calm and bottomless.

"It's him!" Wen Mu on the sidelines was stunned for a moment, his face changed suddenly, and at the same time he couldn't help but gasped.Looking at the entire Sea Desolate Shenzhou Realm, there are not many people who can make Taihuang Wenqu Xing Jun Wen so surprised.

With Wen Muran's experience, even the envoy of Ziyou, who is in the world, can talk and laugh freely!However, seeing the male cultivator in the Shuiyun Taoist robe, Wen Muran was so shocked.

However, that is not fear, but a kind of awe or a little envy mixed in.

"Who is he?" Xiao Luo asked with a frown.

"Green Devil!" Wen Muran said these three words slowly, every word was very important.

"Huh? Green Devil?" Xiao Luo's expression also changed suddenly.

Of course, he had heard of this dao name.It's just that I didn't expect that such a legendary figure on the sea wasteland would appear here today, and the dao name Qingmo was so indifferent.From the looks of it, the young cultivator, only in his 30s and [-]s, dressed in a Shuiyun Daoist robe, was too ordinary.

Qing Mozi, ranked first in the Sea Desolation Thirteen Monsters list.

However, on the deserted sea, there are only a handful of people who have seen its true face.No one knows where he came from.It is said that those strong men who are also the thirteen evildoers of the sea wasteland do not understand the green devil.

It is said that the monsters of the Sea Desolation are the thirteen scattered souls, but that is the legend of the Sea Desolation after all, and only those powerful people know what it is.

Qing Mozi, ranked first among the thirteen monsters in the sea, and his cultivation level is even more ominous.

However, all monks above Haihuang Scattered Soul know that a little legend about the green devil is enough to overwhelm Haihuang.

That is, the green devil is the only one who is qualified to stand by Mo Lang's side forever.

"There is a sky beyond the sky, and there is a devil in the devil!"

The heavenly girl and Mo Lang are god-like existences in the entire sea and desert world, and the only monks who are qualified to stand by Mo Lang's side forever, what does that mean?
"Flying Tribulation Realm Great Consummation?"

At this time, the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect who floated out said in a deep voice, but there was too much surprise in his voice.Green Devil's cultivation seems to be a little strange, and he can't fully see through it.

"Maybe, a little higher! Maybe, a little higher!" Qing Mozi looked at the master of the Immortal Ghost Sect and the ghost saint and smiled faintly.Just at a critical moment, he came from outside the sky, and the cyan lightning forced the master of the fairy ghost sect to retreat, and Ruyan's body method rescued Amu, but at this moment he was so calm and calm.

The green devil may not exist like Tiannv and Molang, but it is definitely a legend in the sea.

"As expected of an evildoer! It's been a long time!" Gui Sheng looked at the young monk, and there was a slight helplessness and sigh in his tone, "I didn't expect that you were the first to arrive!"

"Oh?" Qing Mozi smiled lightly, "I'm not bound by Ziyou, I can come and go freely, no one can control me! It's better than those old guys who are a bit scruples about the wrath of the thunder in the Holy City, and they are not fast and late. "

"Hmph!" The ghost sage couldn't hear the teasing meaning of the green devil, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and didn't say another word.

Ghost Saint knew in his heart that today's affairs were troublesome.A Qianhua mother-in-law is already extremely difficult to deal with, adding another green devil will almost stop everything.

Who is the green devil?The ghost sage is very clear, even if the envoy of Ziyou sage comes, he may not be able to suppress it.He is much more difficult to deal with than Granny Qianhua.

Just now, the ghost saint wanted to get rid of Granny Qianhua, and didn't want to wait for the other great powers of the sea to appear.However, at this time, the Ghost Sage is looking forward to the quick arrival of those powerful people, especially those two who descended from the sky.

Otherwise, the Ghost Sage glanced at the Nether Back Mountain of the Immortal Ghost Sect!There was also a Jiexiu sitting there, but the Ghost Sage knew that he couldn't invite him at all.The life and death of the Immortal Ghost Sect may be worthless in Meng Hun's eyes.

At this moment, Qing Mozi turned his head, looked at Amu with a slight smile and said, "Qing Mo, you are a bit late, and you were surprised!"

The tone of the green demon almost instantly killed everyone present.

Grandma Qianhua said she was Amu's servant, and Qing Mo's tone was similar to that of the servant.

"Who is this Amu? The descendant of the heavenly girl? The descendant of the magic man? Otherwise, why would Qianhua and Qingmo stand beside him and bow down to serve him!"

Wen Muran thought about it in his heart, but he looked up to the sky and sighed. He was as wise as him, and his heart was stronger than gold, but he felt a sense of powerlessness.

In the Three Realms of the Underworld, are you powerless to return to heaven?I have managed it for ten thousand years, but it seems that I can't resist the fate of days?
"Huh?" Amu looked at Qing Mo at this moment, somewhat at a loss.

This young monk who had saved his life on the northern wilderness turned out to be the legendary green devil, the number one monster in the wilderness.

This is already the second time that Green Devil has saved himself.The last time his cultivation base was a high-level spiritual saint, this time, at least he was at the Great Perfection of the Flying Tribulation Realm.

Such a jump, even though Amu was somewhat prepared, was a bit too sudden.

Qingmozi, the number one evildoer in the desert.

When the Arctic Cold Talisman came out, the entire Arctic Fairy Sea surrendered.On that day, the green devil did not deny that he was a disciple of the Arctic fairy sea. Could it be that this green devil was born in the Arctic fairy sea?
"Thank you very much!" Granny Qianhua slightly cupped her hands at Qing Mozi.Considering Granny Qianhua's temperament, this is already a great gratitude.

"You're being polite!" Qing Mozi didn't seem to know Granny Qianhua, so he was very polite.

Qingmozi didn't say much, he came to protect Amu.The same is true for Amu, because the Mo Lang Ling is on him.

Granny Qianhua sighed in her heart, in fact, even she never thought that Amu was really the descendant of Mo Lang!Otherwise, please don't move, the great god of the green devil.

"Qing Mozi, your reputation is well-deserved!" At this moment, the lord of the Immortal Ghost Sect suddenly spoke.

"Oh!" Qing Mozi smiled, "Sovereign Master Miao Zan? Then can we take that girl away?"

Qing Mozi has always been calm and breezy, without the slightest aggressiveness, but the more he is like this, the more pressure he puts on people.

It was between talking and laughing, and the mast and scull were wiped out in ashes!That's a shake of the feather fan, and millions of soldiers are all crushed!
Above the deserted sea, there is only the green devil!
However, at this time, the mysterious master of the Immortal Ghost Sect is fearless!
The black cloak seems to be blown by a strong wind, hunting and moving.Endless black mist and dead air soared into the sky, billowing like clouds.

Under the entire Nether Mountain, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the wind was surging.

"Jie Jie Jie—hahaha——"

The head of the Immortal Ghost Sect suddenly let out an extremely strange cry.

The sky-shattering ghost howling sound pierced through the sky, and at this moment, the entire ghost city formation seemed to be resonating with the roaring sound.Countless black awns are intertwined like a net, and blood-red talismans cover the sky and the earth.

The lord of the Immortal Ghost Sect was furious, and the ghost town resonated!The whole black water world seems to be changing.

The black water is full of big waves, and the boundless sea is rolled up.

Thousands of miles away, on the bank of the black water, in the small village sealed by Amu's barrier.

Hu Qing and Yu Huo looked towards the direction of the Holy City, their brows were tightly furrowed.

"Brother Qing, that's the wrath of the ghost master! The ghost city resonates!" Yuhuo said.

Hu Qing nodded, but said nothing.

The resonance of the ghost city and the wrath of the ghost master have not been encountered for countless tens of thousands of years!
This is the imposing manner that the suzerain of the Immortal Ghost Sect, a generation of powerful cultivators, should have.

"How about the thousand flowers? How about the green demon? Even if the celestial girl comes to the world, and the magic man reappears, our Immortal Ghost Sect will not be afraid!" The power of the Immortal Ghost Sect master spread out, like a ghost from the underworld.

"Amu, if you want to take the saint away, unless the Nether Mountain collapses and the Black Water River runs dry—"

The lord of the Immortal Ghost Sect looked at Amu, and his voice echoed in the Three Realms!

(End of this chapter)