nine coffins

Chapter 692 Use the entire Demon Continent to restore the ghost coffin
Tens of thousands of years ago, in the world of Shura, the earth was round and the sky was round.

The red-clothed ghost, riding a horse and holding a spear, seems to surrender the entire Demon Continent.

No one can see the immortal face of the supreme ghost under the face of the supreme ghost.It seems that no one can stop Gui Zun from unifying Mozhou.

Until one day, a man in white with long hair stood calmly opposite Gui Zun.In the distance behind him, there are billowing black clouds, like galloping wild horses.

White clothes are better than snow, and the wind is like jade.

It was a handsome man with a peerless face.A pair of eyes, as bright as stars.Black hair, ankle length.

The clothes are fluttering, and the hair is light.Infinite elegance, endless chic.The man in white stood in the void like that, with a calm expression and a slight smile.

"Xiao Luo?" Amu was in a trance when he saw the man in white.Because the man in white is very similar to Xiao Luo.

"Who is this?" Amu, who saw everything, thought in his heart.

A flash of light.

On the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms of Canghai Guliu, the corpse of the long-haired man sealed in the Tianchi Lake on the top of the sea of ​​clouds and the man in white immediately began to overlap in Amu's mind.

Completely coincident!

"Mozun Lihen!" Amu's heart was shocked suddenly, and his face probably changed slightly.

Amu is almost certain that the man in white in the mirror image is Mozun Lihen.

In the Demon Continent Shura Realm, probably only the Demon Venerable is qualified to stand in front of the Ghost Venerable with such a calm expression.

Demon Lord in white, with endless black clouds behind him.Inside the black cloud, I don't know what it is, like billowing demonic energy.

The red-clothed ghost, with eight hundred fellow robes behind him.Those eight hundred colleagues, baptized by the years, are no longer what they were before.Although they all have different appearances, they all have a look of determination and arrogance.

Between the Demon Venerable and the Ghost Venerable is a big river named Wangchuan.Back then, Wangchuan divided the Mozhou continent into two halves.

The river of Wangchuan was surging, and the Demon Lord and Ghost Lord looked at each other and smiled.It's just that the Mo Zun is a real smile, and the Ghost Zun is a grimacing smile.

Without words, the two venerables shot at the same time.It was almost a battle that cannot be described in words.

The white clothes fluttered, and the demeanor of the Demon Lord far exceeded Amu's imagination, and even broke Amu's cognition of demons.It is better to say that it is a fairy than to say that it is a demon!

"Rolling in the world of mortals, who is immortal? Who is a demon?" Amu suddenly had a new understanding of Lihenge.

The red clothes are like blood, and the combat power of the ghost master is naturally needless to say.

None of them used the power behind them.However, the duel between the two venerables was enough to shake the entire Demon Continent. The Wangchuan River set off huge waves, and the surrounding mountains were directly atomized.

That is, the most magnificent battle that Amu has seen so far, even the battle between Canghai Magu, Tiannv Huanhua, and Mo Lang, can't be compared with it.

However, Demon Venerable and Ghost Venerable did not completely destroy everything in a tacit agreement.

In the days of black and white, nine rises and nine falls.Ghost Venerable, Demon Venerable, there is no victory or defeat.However, the entire Demon Continent seemed to have changed because of their war, and the atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more unstable.

well!In the end, it seemed that Demon Venerable in White let out a long sigh.I saw him shaking his hand, and suddenly, a black glow shot straight into the sky.

The black light is deep enough to cover the sky.A black coffin covers the day of black and white.The entire Demon Continent was under the black coffin, completely dejected.

That is the complete magic coffin.

Although he was completely out of the way, Amu's breathing was a little short.

One of the nine coffins can control the Three Realms.Mozun, with a faint smile, looked composed.However, there was already black air lingering between his brows.The star-like eyes were instantly pitch black.

At this moment, Mozun's hatred seems to be a bit of a demon. .

Demon Coffin Town!The Ghost Venerable raised his head slightly, and the corners of the mouth of the Supreme Ghost God's face were slightly bent.

Shura's spear disappeared instantly.With the seal of both hands, a red glow soared to the sky, piercing the darkness, it seemed that it was not inferior to just now.

Ghost coffin!

Black and red, two worlds.The two coffins were hanging in the Asura Realm of Demon Continent.

Nine coffins, born in chaos, were conceived by the general trend of heaven and earth.It's even hard to say whether the Three Realms came first or the Nine Coffins came first.At this time, the two coffins were hanging empty, enough to cover everything.

However, neither the Demon Venerable nor the Ghost Venerable moved.In fact, the battle between the venerables, to a certain extent, has already surpassed life and death.They are not fighting for life and death.

Time is standing still, looking at everything in the past, Amu's mind is shaken, and his mind moves slightly.The Nine Elements of Immortals are complete, but they are not worth mentioning in front of the Venerable in battle.

The duel between two great lords, two strange coffins!What kind of world would that create?
Fortunately, the real showdown did not happen.

None of them can kill anyone, and none of them want to destroy the Demon Continent Shura Realm.The top minds are all connected.So, almost at the same time, they stepped back, and the coffin moved with them.

The white robe and the red robe, the two great lords did not decide the winner, nor did they want to decide the winner.

From then on, Wangchuan became the boundary.The structure of the Demon Continent and the Asura Realm was basically formed eons ago.The Demon Clan and the Shura Clan ruled by rowing across the river, each clearing away their obstacles, they are the masters of the Demon Continent and the Shura Realm.

That was the only battle that Amu saw, the only battle that Guizun did not win.

Moreover, when everything was gone, Gui Zun retreated with eight hundred white robes.Tens of thousands of miles later, a streak of blood oozes out from the face of Gui Zun's Supreme Ghost God.

Amu's heart skipped a beat.It can be seen that, in the battle between the Demon Venerable and the Ghost Venerable, in terms of winning or losing, the Ghost Venerable actually lost.The Demon Venerable was even better, if it was a Ghost Venerable without a ghost coffin, he would definitely be crushed and killed by the Demon Venerable.

Time flies, thousands of years in a flash.

The world in front of Amu's eyes suddenly became blank.That seems to be a memory that was intentionally erased, or a memory that Amu cannot open.

When the mirror image appeared in front of Amu's eyes again, the Shura Demon Continent had almost become a hell on earth.

Blood flowed like rivers, bones like mountains.The sky is filled with the light of magic weapons, and the tyrannical immortal energy is rampant.

Amu could only see that in the void, at least three coffin shadows collided together.

Ghost Coffin, Demon Coffin, and Amu can see clearly.There is also a cyan coffin shadow, and an invisible white light.Amu didn't know what it was.

Vigorous collision, whirlpool hurricane, swept the entire Shura world.It was the destruction and the end of a world.

The round sky and earth of the Demon Continent and the Shura Realm exploded in an instant, like the beginning of the universe, gradually spreading.That would almost count as total extinction.

From then on, the seven stars accompanied the moon and countless floating lands in the Asura Realm of Demon Continent.

The real demons and ancient Shuras have almost disappeared, and those who appeared later have no longer pure blood.In the catastrophe of the doomsday, there are very few people who can survive.

At that time, the gate of the Three Realms had not yet been closed.

The coffins were retracted, the Demon Venerable Lihen, and the Ghost Venerable fled directly from the gate of the realm.Eight hundred colleagues followed closely behind.

"Haihuang?" At the moment when the gate of the realm was closed, Amu saw the mountains and rivers of Haihuang.

At this time, in the realm of Demon Continent Shura, there was a woman who was alone.That woman charmed the Three Realms and stepped on water patterns.

"Shui Mei!" Amu's heart tightened.

But at this time, two lines of tears hung on Shui Mei's face.

"Sister, you borrowed the demon coffin, but what's the use? You love what you love, and I ask for it! Leave everything to fate!"

Shui Mei bit her lower lip, shook her hand, and the blue coffin shadow disappeared somewhere.Then, Shui Mei's foot stepped a little, the water pattern spread out, and passed directly the gate of Demon Venerable and Ghost Venerable.

"That should be the Great War of the Three Realms!" Amu said in his heart.

However, Amu's mind was blank again.

When the scene reappeared, Amu saw the reincarnation one by one.Amu knew that it was the reincarnation of Guizun.

Immortals, monks, mortals, princes, generals, pawns, sea deserts, Shuras, and immeasurables.

Within the Three Realms, Amu didn't know how many lifetimes the Ghost Venerable had reincarnated.

Guizun seems to have no memory of himself at all, seemingly lost, lost in reincarnation.However, as long as he was reincarnated as a monk.He must go to find himself, which is an extremely painful experience.

Amu remembered the small line of words left in Haihuang Hell.

"In the 13 years of the Mozhou calendar, the Three Realms were in chaos. I brought eight hundred Shuras to fight against the sea. Canghai, Xuantian and other guardians of the sea and the gods came out. Lihen was sealed, and Longsaliva escaped. Eight hundred and the same Robe, all buried here. I carry the ghost coffin, lonely and desolate, the faceless Demon Continent, the Asura Realm, only to return to the Six Realms! This hatred is endless, and after tens of thousands of years, I will be reborn and avenge my hatred."

Judging from everything now, it must be Gui Zun's message.That should be the battle of the sea and wilderness, but it's a pity that Amu didn't see it in the mirror.

Ghost Venerable reincarnation, but he has never really awakened, it seems that there is always an inexplicable force imprisoning his memory.

How many times, Gui Zun wanted to know who he was, but he was on the verge of failure, just a little bit.Moreover, no matter who he turned around to, there was a ghost coffin sealed between his brows.

That situation was not broken until his 77 reincarnations.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years, that is the ninth reincarnation of Gui Zun back to Mozhou.As a casual cultivator, he is like a fish in water in Shura Demon Continent.

However, one day, he met a faceless male cultivator in black.

The black-clothed male cultivator looked at the reincarnated body of Ghost Venerable, but said nothing.He just lifted his index finger, and the Ghost Venerable from that life just died inexplicably.

A black air radiated from between his eyebrows, it was the soul of the ghost coffin.The damage to the ghost coffin was more serious than that of the devil's coffin, and it almost lost its original shape.

The black-clothed male cultivator let out a long sigh, and then shook his hand.Goodbye, the soul of the ghost coffin, go straight to the center of the earth.

boom--

Amu seems to be able to sense the sound.

"The ghost coffin is inside the Blood Moon Continent?" Amu's heart was shocked.

Because, his perspective was suddenly pulled away.In the vast void, overlooking the seven stars accompanying the moon.On the Blood Moon Continent, there is actually a mass of black light.On the mainland of Demon Continent, I don't know how much spiritual energy has been absorbed by it.

"Use the power of the entire Demon Continent to restore the ghost coffin!" Amu couldn't help but gasped, "Who has such a big skill? Who is that faceless black-clothed male cultivator?"

Amu has no answer.Then, he only saw that the black-clothed male cultivator walked north after arranging everything.

In the vast snow, the black-clothed male cultivator seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, struggling to walk, looking like a mortal, and finally fell headfirst on the snow.

And where he fell, in the distance, there are snow mountains and the end of the blood moon.The monk in black, with his last strength, turned a cross on the snow, and then turned himself into black mist.

Cross Street?Hanji Town!Amu was completely shocked.

(End of this chapter)