nine coffins

Chapter 476 One String, Millions of Celestial Soldiers

Nether hell, Xuanbing cave mansion.

Meng Hun looked coldly at the plain sedan chair of the third son of Ziyou City and Xiao Luo.

"Those who enter the Nether Hell, die!" Cai Menghun's words seemed to be still echoing.The wind chime on the sedan chair of the third son of Ziyou City was already shaking slightly, but there was still no sound.

The black wind chime is very much like a black ghost hanging on the plain colored sedan chair.

Just now the third son of Ziyou City already said that it was the last time to ask Meng Hun.If he didn't mention the secret mantra of the ghost master, he was going to do it.

Murderous intent flashed in Xiao Luo's eyes. Like the third son, he didn't want to wait any longer, and he couldn't wait any longer.The magic clock above Xiao Luo's head began to change gradually, and the rolling magic energy seemed to be boiling.

The magic of the magic clock is rolling, and the strange treasure from the secret realm of the wild soul is extraordinary.Although it is not as good as the devil's coffin, it is definitely the treasure of the devil.Otherwise, how could Wen Muran and Xiao Luo risk their lives to get the treasure back then?
Meng Hun's eyes flicked, he would not say the secret mantra of the ghost saint, because he knew that behind his back might be the resting place of his mother.No matter what, Meng Hun would not let the third son and Xiao Luo disturb Changmian's mother.

Mother is all of Meng Hun's beliefs and sustenance!On the two mural doors behind, Meng Hun didn't feel the slightest coldness, but the slightest warmth, which was the warmth from the mother of the soul.

The black robe fluttered, and his long hair flew wildly. Facing Xiao Luo, Meng Hun was absolutely capable of fighting.However, Meng Hun had almost no chance of winning when the third son of Ziyou City made a move.

Because, that is Xuan Xian! In the past 200 years, although Meng Hun has broken through the Great Perfection of the Flying Tribulation Realm, he is only at the first level of a true immortal.

True Immortal vs Xuan Immortal, even though Meng Hun has secret techniques, but Meng Hun does not have the Nine Coffins after all.

Meng Hun's bloody, slender, pale fingers were slightly bent.At this time, as long as his finger falls, there will be a killing sound that shocks the Three Realms.

That Guqin is something like smoke.Even if a string of Tianzhou Magic Qin is broken, who would dare to underestimate it?With just one string, there are millions of soldiers. This is what Gui Ruyan said to Meng Hun back then.

The three sons of Ziyou City, Xiao Luo who sacrificed the magic clock, and Meng Hun who could not retreat any longer, the murderous aura of the three permeated the entire cave.Let the air here suddenly tighten.

Just now, the three of them did not act for a long time. Another reason was that they were afraid that this hell cave would not be able to withstand the power of the three of them to rob the immortals.

If the cave here collapses, then everything may be buried, which is a scene no one wants to see.However, at this moment, no one will give in, and they have to fight.

"kill!"

With a soft shout, the first one to strike was the third young master of Ziyou City, who was always mysterious, who planned before acting, and who absolutely had an overwhelming advantage.

However, the sedan chair didn't move, but the black wind chime on the top of the sedan chair turned into a stream of black light and went straight towards Meng Hun.The sedan chair of the third son of Ziyou City didn't move, and he obviously didn't put in all his strength. Maybe in his opinion, Meng Hun wasn't worth his full strength.

Today's Meng Hun seems to be slightly inferior to the Green Devil back then.However, once the black jade wind chime on the sedan chair came out, it was enough to crush everything.

You know, when the Immortal Ghost Sect fought back then, when the white jade wind chime came out, the fairyland remnant ice flower sacrificed by the green devil was blown away by it.The orange dharma body of the green devil fell directly because he wanted to save his true self.

Bai Yu and Mo Yu were originally a pair of reincarnation bells.Bai Yu is the master of life, and Mo Yu is destined to die.The white jade made a crisp sound, but the black jade made no sound.It's just that the third son didn't expect that Amu would suddenly run away and sacrifice the magic coffin.

Therefore, the Baiyu Xianling was directly crushed by the demon coffin, and now there is only one left, and its power is slightly reduced.But even so, as soon as the Moyu fairy bell came out, although it was silent, the endless confinement force had already dissipated.

Everyone in the arena felt a tightness in their chests, and the dozens of pieces of mysterious ice scattered in the cave seemed to be shaken.At the same time, above the mysterious ice, a silver glow suddenly shone.

"Yin and Yang are separated forever, people and ghosts have different paths!" The forbidden figure of eight characters floating on the black ice spun rapidly, forming a vortex, and released the power of imprisonment from the black jade fairy bell.

Today's battle in hell is no longer a contest, or even a life-and-death battle between two people.It is a competition for complete interests.

The third son and Xiao Luo had to ask for something if they wanted to go through hell to the Asura Realm, and Meng Hun wanted to stick to this place not only not to disturb his mother, but also because this was the mission his mother had left for him.

The moment the third young master made a move, Xiao Luo also made a move.

"when--"

The magic bell vibrated and turned into tangible sound waves, which were also endless black awns, echoing continuously throughout the cave.

However, this cave is extremely miraculous, because Xiao Luo understands that the sound waves at this time are no longer [-]% of the power of the magic clock. It seems that this cave must have an extremely powerful restriction to absorb the magic sound of the magic clock.

"Oh!" Even so, everyone felt shocked.

Wu'er behind Xiao Luo couldn't help but frown even more. Now her cultivation base is not yet scattered.However, there seemed to be some kind of secret treasure on Wu'er's body, and a strange purple awn emanated instantly.Xiao Luo also leaned closer to Wu'er, with black and white magic eyes floating above his head, protecting the two of them.

The magic clock went straight to Meng Hunfei.

The space of this cave is not big, its radius is only a few tens of feet.The Moyu wind chime and the magic clock flew out at the same time, distorting almost everything in this space.

The Zhang Gao Xuanbing scattered in that field, if it wasn't for the sealing power of the eight-character forbidden map, would have been completely scattered.If so, those mysterious ices are not stable either.Only in the corner, the piece of profound ice that was thousands of miles away from the Northern Frost Sect, remained completely motionless.

At that time, Amu wanted to forcefully break those seals with the Canghai Town Dragon Whip by himself, but it was futile.However, the power of the Moyu Xianling and the magic clock is by no means comparable to the Canghai Town Dragon Whip in the hands of Amu back then.

At this moment, the murderous intent in Meng Hun's eyes skyrocketed.

Perhaps, Meng Hun could ignore Xiao Luo, but the black wind chime of the third young master definitely shocked Meng Hun's mind.Imprisoned by Xuanxian, if it wasn't for the magic of the region they were in, Meng Hun might have been instantly killed.

"Zheng—" Meng Hun plucked the strings.

The four sound beams became tangible, and greeted the magic clock and Moyu wind chime respectively.

Boom-boom-

There was a strong collision, two loud noises, and the entire cave was shaken for a while.

bang -- bang --

The eight-character seals on the two pieces of black ice on the power node shattered suddenly, and the black ice flew away, and the two former powerful monks who were sealed in them immediately dissipated.

I don't know how many years it has been sealed, these once all-powerful figures have long since lost their vitality, and now that the Xuanbing is scattered, they naturally disappear invisible.

However, Meng Hun's transfigured zither sound could not stop the momentum of the magic clock and Moyu wind chime at all.

Meng Hun frowned, his cheeks tensed.The strength of the opponent is too strong, the power of the magic weapon is huge, and the sound of the magic piano is no longer able to resist.

With no choice, Meng Hun shook one hand.

"Zheng-"

Meng Hun's finger suddenly picked up, and blood splattered on the finger, and at the same time, a magic seal was quickly formed on both hands.

"Thousands of knots in the magic string!"

Following Meng Hun's shout, the two strings on the magic piano suddenly emitted a strange white awn, and popped out suddenly.

The two strings instantly changed into tens of thousands, intertwined like a net, dazzling with endless light, and then directly covered the magic clock and the white jade wind chime.

"Huh?" Xiao Luo raised his brows, thinking to himself what a powerful technique.Self-breaking the strings and self-destructing the magic weapon, this is already a self-injury technique.It seemed that Meng Hun was about to die.

Xiao Luo thought in his heart that in the cave, the three magical artifacts collided with all their strength.

Boom—boom—

Layers of airflow, endless rewind, the entire cave, blowing endless whirlwind.If it weren't for hell, with the strange seal restriction, it absorbed and dissipated most of the power in an instant.Then, this cave mansion will definitely collapse, and the entire Nether Mountain may collapse, and this time, the third son did not use his mysterious power.

But even so, at this moment, the murals around the cave wall have slightly fallen off.

However, what's more, at this moment, no one noticed that after the endless energy was absorbed by the mural, the color on the cave wall seemed to be thicker and brighter.

The Moyu wind chime's brilliance faded, and then flew backwards quickly, without any harm.Such a magic weapon, unless an existence like the magic coffin erupts, it must not be dealt with.

Xiao Luo's magic clock was also completely sealed by Meng Hun's net of strings, preventing it from coming back.The magic clock is naturally still intact.

Peng -- Peng --

Goodbye, in the cave, all the black ice cubes, except for the one in the corner of Han Qianli, all turned into endless white air.

It's a pity that those great powers of the Three Realms who have been sealed for tens of thousands of years, when the mysterious ice is broken, they are instantly destroyed.

But at this time, the printing method in the hands of Moqin Menghun changed again.In an instant, those silk strings that had not been completely dissipated under the collision just now froze suddenly.

Synthesize two zither strings, like two sword lights, and go straight to the sedan chairs of Xiao Luo and the third young master respectively.

With one against two, Moqin and Menghun actually switched from defense to offense.This in itself is an incredible thing.

Xiao Luo sneered, and the magic clock that had just flown back upside down suddenly turned upside down in the air, with the mouth of the clock facing the string of light.

"Take it!" There was a jingle, like a sword entering a magic clock, and the string of the magic harp was directly collected by the magic clock.

And the other string that flew towards the third son's sedan chair had just arrived in front of the sedan chair.A strong force spread out, and the strings stopped suddenly.

"Go!" Inside the sedan chair, the third young master stopped drinking softly.The string of the magic harp suddenly flew backwards, ten times faster than before.

The power of Xuanxian!

Meng Hun's mind tightened, and there was already a trace of Xuanxian's power attached to that string.

However, that string posed little threat to Meng Hun.The magic piano was erected in his hand, and a spell changed in Meng Hun's hand.

"Receive!" The string was directly collected by the magic piano, which was originally its property.

"Hmm!" However, suddenly Meng Hun frowned, and a strong force came directly from the strings.

Snapped--

The string suddenly broke.

"Wow——" Meng Hun sprayed a mouthful of blood directly on the magic piano.

"It's amazing!" Meng Hun thought to himself.Just now, it was nothing more than a trace of Xuanxian's power, attached to the strings, and the strings had been collected by the magic piano, and Yu Jin could seriously injure himself.

"I'll kill you without any effort, you still have four strings!" The third son's voice was slightly colder from the white sedan chair.

"Four strings are enough!" Meng Hun's face suddenly changed, his hands flew, and the remaining four strings on the magic piano suddenly radiated brilliance.

Meng Hun was finally about to sacrifice the great art of life and death. In the entire cave, the immortal energy soared like a storm, and there seemed to be endless phantoms of human figures, vaguely about to appear.

One string, millions of heavenly soldiers.

But at this time, the two doors behind Meng Hun were about to move.

(End of this chapter)