nine coffins

Chapter 534 Smiling all over the world, just for your joy!
Nine broken coffins, nine brilliance.On the purple light curtain, there is a sense of immortality.

Looking at the purple sarcophagus, Fei Zong went straight to the mountain gate.Amu's eyes narrowed slightly, the boy in white in the purple sarcophagus must be the third son of Ziyou City back then.

Ziyou Reincarnation!The farewell scene should have happened more than 7000 years ago in Haihuang.

However, on the day when Haihuang Hell collapsed, the third son was already invisible and formless.Even reincarnators shouldn't be in that form.

Intangible and phaseless, it can be changed at will, but in fact it loses its true nature.

"In the 7000-year reincarnation, what happened to the third son of Ziyou City?" Amu thought in his heart.

Goodbye, on that purple light, the picture changes again.

The celestial maiden's phantom flower, crossed her legs in the void, and the sky is full of purple awns.The purple arcs around him lingered.Her background is the top of Ziyun Mountain.

This time, Amu could clearly see that there were 81 graves in Jiujiu.

Those tombs, standing irregularly on the top of Ziyun Mountain, are all gray.Every tomb has a stone stele, but looking through the light curtain, there seems to be no single word inscription on it.However, even Amu at this time seems to be able to perceive the vicissitudes of life from those tombs.

"What kind of place is that? Whose grave is that?" Amu thought to himself, "Could it be that all of this is in Ziyou City? If so, then what kind of existence is Ziyou City?"

In the purple light curtain, the celestial girl Huanhua is practicing many spells.

Purple electricity and green awns, the sky is full of flowers.I don't know how many kinds of spells were performed by Huanhua one by one.Amu looked at the spells of the gods, and couldn't help feeling it, and recorded them one by one in the sea of ​​consciousness.Although this kind of viewing memory may only be superficial, there must be many benefits for Amu's epiphany of magic.

In the entire Ziyun Mountain, no one seemed to dare to disturb the practice of the celestial girl Huanhua.I don't know how many years this kind of technique deduction and practice has continued.

Perhaps, that should be 7000 years on the Sea Desolation!
Suddenly, one day.On Ziyun Mountain, the situation changed.Among the ninety-nine and 81 tombs behind Tiannv Huanhua, there was a tombstone that moved slightly, as if it was about to break through the ground.

The celestial girl Huanhua raised her brows and stood up.Lily in purple, Huanhua's eyes showed a murderous look.

"Magic barrier!" From the mouth shape of the celestial girl Huanhua, Amu saw these two words.

Goodbye, Huanhua sneered and made seals with both hands.A fairy talisman turned into a stream of light, right in the middle of the moving tombstone.

A gray glow suddenly rose, and in an instant, the tombstone was directly knocked down three feet, and most of it went deep into the ground.

The celestial girl Huanhua curled her mouth, as if she was looking down at something, and the purple sword between her eyebrows was already in her hand.

At this moment, the scene in the light curtain suddenly changed.

In the void, the clouds are densely covered, and the wind and thunder are billowing.Amu doesn't know where this is, but it's actually Haihuangqingyuan.

Immediately, a purple light door suddenly opened.There are thousands of purple rays of light, reflecting the entire sea desert world.Dressed in purple, he descended from the sky, wearing a thunderbolt purple awn.

At this moment, the celestial girl came to the world, making the whole sea tremble.

Under the feet of the goddess, there is a hundred-foot-long purple electric dragon, which is lifelike with its teeth and claws.That day was the "Day of Illusory Tribulation" that the descendants of Hai Huang called.

Behind Huanhua is Qianhua of the Dragon Clan holding a flower basket, her beautiful eyes look forward to her, and she is extremely gorgeous.In addition, there are a hundred Ziyou monks in a neat formation.They wear black and gray robes and hoods of the same color.Black and gray are two colors, so they belong to the Feng and Wu tribes.

Those people are all high-level Dzogchen scattered souls, and this kind of formation is enough to sweep the sea and desert, and no one can stop it.Next, what Amu saw was almost the same scene, no matter where it was.

Siege, fight!No, it should be said to be siege, massacre!Endless carnage!
The celestial girl Huanhua, wearing a purple dress and a purple sword.Wherever she went, all the monks in the desert could not resist the long sword and flying flowers in her hand.In the four regions of the Sea Desolation, all the Taihuang cultivators were killed by him, and as long as Huanhua encountered them, they would not be spared.

The painstaking son was right.

For seven days, the sea was deserted and the wind and cloud changed color, and the stars were dimmed.The entire Taihuang Sect was almost wiped out in the Sea Desolate Divine State, and the foundations of the Taihuang Sect, which had operated for hundreds of thousands of years in other regions, were all uprooted and burned.

The last day was the worst.The entire Wanhuang Valley was blocked by Huanhua's great technique, and a hundred scattered souls cast an enchantment to surround everything.Can only go in, not out.

The charm of phantom flowers floats all over the sky, bewildering everyone.Dragon Clan Qianhua frowned slightly.The celestial girl's phantom flower, massacred vertically and horizontally.The Emperor of Absolute Desolation, the Seven Great Star Lords, none of them can be the match of the Celestial Lady.

Amu witnessed the fall of several star kings such as Tanlang and Lianzhen, and the moment when Wen Muran's arm was broken.The reason why the emperor of Taihuang escaped was because of a strange magic light on his body.The magic light flying from outside the sky saved the life of the Emperor Taihuang.

Bloody water really flowed into rivers, gurgling in the valleys.Countless souls dissipated, turned into green smoke, and even thickened into clouds.

The Taihuang Sect, which has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, has since been removed from Haihuang.It was the most tragic battle in the Sea Desolation for tens of thousands of years.

However, after that battle.

The celestial girl Huanhua stood a little dazed outside the Valley of Desolation sealed by her own great art.By her side, there is only Qianhua of the Dragon Clan.

"Devil reincarnation!" Those were the words that Amu could see from Huanhua's mouth.

Almost with his own strength, he overturned the entire Taihuangmen.But after the bloody killing, there was no joy in the eyes of the celestial girl Huanhua, but deep sadness.

For thousands of years, who will solve the magic flower?Not many people understand that Huanhua wants to keep no one in order to kill the devil and eliminate future troubles forever.

After the first battle in Wanhuanggu, the Huanhua that Amu saw again was already walking alone on the deserted sea.

Amu frowned.

Because, the celestial girl Huanhua seemed to be looking for something all the time.During this time, Huanhua began to gradually become moody, killing people at every turn.Even the catastrophe of the sea and the secluded world was mercilessly cut down by him.However, Tiannv seems to have gained nothing, but gradually begins to lose herself and falls into killing.

Heavenly girl, demon girl!
Amu sighed in his heart, no matter what the purpose was, many innocent people did die in Huanhua's hands.

One day, a man in black with a calm expression stood quietly in front of Huanhua.Their background is a mountain, a seemingly ordinary mountain, and a river.

At this time, Amu suddenly discovered that the background was actually the landscape painting hanging on the main room of the Wang family.It seems that the landscape map was not hung casually.It's just that Amu hasn't remembered where he saw that mountain.

The man in black is naturally Mo Lang!Canghai Shenlang's reincarnated demon body, Wang Jue's previous demon cultivator.

When Mo Lang saw Huanhua, his smile was very gentle.Although he is known as Mo Lang, there is no trace of magic energy or murderous intent on Mo Lang at this time.

It's better to fall in love at first sight than a childhood sweetheart!Amu could feel the sincerity and love in Mo Lang's smile towards Huan Hua.

Everything in the world is like this.Therefore, some people are as old as before, and some people are as old as new.

Love is even more the same, sometimes it doesn't need the precipitation of time, only the harmony of the soul!

The goddess and Mo Lang seem to be waiting for each other to appear in the dark.

From the time when Amu saw the light curtain, the time in it has gone through tens of thousands of years.Even if the celestial girl was born in the purple air light group, there are more than ten thousand years.

Except for playing innocently with the third son when he was a child, Amu has never seen Huanhua's happy smile again.Now the Huanhua in the light curtain is becoming more and more enchanted, and she will lose herself occasionally and become moody.

However, when she saw Mo Lang, Huan Hua's eyes were extremely clear, without any trace of coldness.Not everyone can fully understand Zi Yi's tenderness.

At that moment, in Amu's view, Huanhua's smile was comparable to the moment when Shen Yan took off the face of the supreme ghost in front of her for the first time.

Smile all over the world, just for the joy of the king!
Huanhua and Molang can form their own world, except for the existence of Canghai Magu, even Leng Yu doesn't know what kind of past it was.

Possibly, no one would think of it.

The fabled battle between Huan Hua and Mo Lang that shocked the Three Realms, but it never happened at all.The contest between Mo Lang and Huan Hua is not a life-and-death fight at all, but a battle to determine love.

In other words, it's not Wu, but Wu!
Black robes, purple clothes, and flowers all over the sky.Brilliant color, streamer, flying lightning.It was the most beautiful competition among the Three Realms.The two of them danced the killing technique to the extreme.

Amu was slightly moved, because they felt it.The love between the devil and the goddess.

In the entire Three Realms, only Mo Lang knows what kind of woman Huanhua is.Smiling all over the world, as gentle as water.In the eyes of Haihuang people, she is a peerless witch, but in the eyes of Mo Lang, she is the best woman in the three realms.

He sighed for a long time, because Amu knew their fate later.It was the same as before, when Canghai Magu saw all this, she lost a trace of white hair.

The celestial maiden fantasy flower is formed by the condensation of resentment from the Three Realms.She is a phantom body, not an existence that should exist in the Three Realms at all. One day, she will completely lose herself and be manipulated by demons.

Canghai Magu's heart aches—Lang'er, how can you be happy?You have embarked on a road of no return.

However, Mo Lang wants to compete with the sky, he wants to turn the wheel of fate.Mo Lang held Huanhua's hand and would not let go.In any case, Mo Lang will definitely turn the world upside down.

Amu's cheeks were tense, he could feel Dao Molang's heart.

At this time, the picture in Amu's eyes changed again.

The vast purple awns, spread out!A black awn pierced through all existence.Demon coffin, break the barrier between the three worlds!
The black robe and the purple clothes work hand in hand to travel between the two worlds.

On black and white days, the waning moon bends.In the Asura Realm of Demon Continent, the seven stars accompany the blood moon.On the Zhanzhi Continent, on a piece of wasteland, there is a high mountain overgrown with ancient trees in the distance.

Mo Lang and Huan Hua landed here, and Huan Hua nestled on Mo Lang's shoulders, with only happiness in her eyes.

Behind them, there will be Liu Zhen ten thousand years later!

(End of this chapter)