We agreed to go to Taishan Sect and you will pull the coffin for me.

Chapter 119: Sealing the Gods and Taking Away the Coffins

On a high platform.

The gods wanted to worship the emperor's coffin, but suddenly a corner of the coffin was opened, revealing wisps of chaotic energy.

Everyone looked into the Wudao Tea Tree coffin and saw a piece of five-colored ice sealing a blood-stained human skin. They couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. It was really the emperor's corpse!

Lu Heng and Ye Fan each used their divine eyes to glimpse a line of words on the inside of the emperor's coffin, saying that the younger emperor was here to borrow the coffin.

Seeing this, the former was not surprised, as Zhatian was so stubborn, and continued to look for the five Taoist diagrams engraved with the Taihuang Sutra. The latter had a strange expression, it seemed that it was not unfair for Taihuang to be killed by the Immortal Emperor.

Cough cough cough, how can you talk like that? The Emperor of the human race discovered the conspiracy of the Emperor of Heaven, and came here in his later years to quell the chaos. Unexpectedly, he was ambushed and died with hatred.

Then the two of them were shocked and saw a blurry picture of a dragon's spine. The other four pictures were all centered around it.

The Great Emperor Sutra! The highest level in the ancient Hualong Secret Realm, the imperial dragon energy cultivated is unparalleled in killing, and can be compared with the Tianzun who created the Douzi Secret.

Ye Fan was excited, his eyes were shining, he first looked at the tornado, silently recorded, practiced the mysterious method, and felt the rapid increase in Taoism from the relics of many sages. He could no longer suppress it and was about to break through.

Lu Heng also gained a lot. He activated the Dayan Yingzhao Jue and imprinted the entire Taihuang Sutra into his mind. He felt the imperial dragon energy and tried to figure out the true dragon technique. The two verified each other. The chaotic dragon behind him was ready to move, as if it was about to release infinite power and soar into the sky.

However, now is not the time to break out.

The Great Xia Dynasty was startled at first, then decisively swung the Taihuang Sword, slashing away the vast sword light, trying to snatch back the coffin and see clearly.

The god Nian was hurt by the sword and suddenly roared. He reached his hands into the emperor's coffin and lifted up the human skin stained with five-colored blood. An extremely powerful aura that stretched from the sky to the underworld was overwhelming and blocked the edge of the Taihuang Sword.

Not only that, the ice on the outside of the human skin that the deity held up melted, and five-colored rays of light surged and gradually faded away. The appearance of the human skin changed, and the aura it exuded was also different. Strands of imperial dragon energy descended and sank into his body.

Buzz!
The body of this black and evil creature was infected by the imperial dragon energy. The thick evil ghost fog dissipated, and golden light emerged from the top of its head, shining brightly. Its entire body seemed to be made of gold, and it became extremely majestic, sacred, and exuded a terrifying aura that made people shudder.

At this moment, the deity stood on a platform thousands of feet high. The heaven and earth seemed to have frozen. With every move he made, thousands of divine laws were scattered, connecting the nine heavens and ten earths. Infinite light of the avenue bloomed, as if a great emperor had been resurrected.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and a knowledgeable passerby said in a lost voice: "This deity thought that He could temporarily become a great emperor by recalling the Dao fruit of His previous life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the saints of various forces trembled. If the emperor was resurrected, even if he only possessed some of his magical powers, who could defeat him? Could they survive if they disturbed the emperor's burial?

Even Lu Heng cursed inwardly, saying that these gods were just scoundrels and would summon the previous generations to fight if they couldn't defeat them.

Only the descendants of the Great Xia Dynasty were in mourning, crying and shouting, "This is the breath of the Great Emperor, and this is the skin of the Great Emperor. What on earth happened to you, my ancestor? Why did you persist after death and become a god?"

Even the Taihuang Sword was alarmed. The gods inside sensed the energy of the original owner's Dao Fruit and wanted to revive and return to fight again.

What?! When the others heard the news, they were shocked. They had only heard of the undignified death of a great saint, but never heard of a great emperor or ancient king dying suddenly, even in his later years.

Did the Emperor break the record?

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched when he heard some people muttering, "This is one sentence that hurts two people."

When they recalled the state of the human skin, they shuddered all over, imagining that an indescribable devil had drilled into the body of the Emperor, devoured his flesh and blood, swallowed up his Taoist fruit, and transformed into the appearance of five-colored human skin. He then lay back in the coffin with a smile, shed his human skin, and quietly entered Nirvana.

Only a shell of skin remains of the Emperor, what happened to the devil?

The ancient inscriptions in the coffin recorded the title of the Immortal Emperor. Could it be that the devil was the ancient Immortal Emperor, the god of all races?

This great secret is enough to break certain myths and make the ancient people madly reject it. Boom!

The Jiuli Divine Dynasty took action, activating the Jiuli Diagram to cover the thoughts of the gods, hoping to interrupt the opponent's recovery state.

Lu Heng also took action. He had a tall and majestic body and was radiating holy light. He sat cross-legged in the void and recited the Sutra of Saving People. His great majesty rose up from him. He chanted the sutra with the cultivation of a saint, mobilizing infinite potential. Every word he said contained great divine power, which turned into a torrential waterfall of holy light and moved forward to save people.

Most of the monks present were also aroused and started to recite the Sutra of the Redemption of Human Beings in unison. Their voices became increasingly louder and filled with sacrificial Buddhist sounds, in unison.

The deity Nian raised Taihuang's human skin, his breath became unstable, and the supreme divine power he exuded seemed to be gradually shrinking.

Lu Heng looked solemn, and sent a message to the people of the Great Xia Dynasty: "Everyone, why don't you take action? As descendants of the Grand Emperor, you are capable of suppressing the thoughts of the gods. After returning, you can build a temple to worship the gods. Maybe you can even revive the Grand Emperor."

"If the gods and immortals now want to recall the fruits of their past lives, they will dissipate after this time."

Of course, he was not sure about what he said. Only the future Emperor Ye Tian, ​​who studied the faith of the Great Emperor Amitabha, could use his great supernatural powers and a trace of obsession to revive the old friends. This was only for Jiang Taixu and Ji Zi. What the Great Emperor said was even more difficult.

This sentence awakened the people of the Great Xia Dynasty. They wanted to take back the emperor's human skin and the deity's thoughts, and worship them day and night.

Sonorous!

The Taihuang Sword was like a real dragon born, hovering in the void, dropping the imperial dragon energy, causing the sacrificial sounds that the gods were calling for to deviate, and a certain kind of Taoist energy gradually disappeared.

Seeing this, Lu Heng recited the Sutra of Saving People in an increasingly loud voice, and a ball of colorful glazed light appeared above his head, emitting a dreamy and misty Taoist rhyme, which mixed with the power of saving people and turned into a myriad of threads that entangled the thoughts of the gods.

With a whoosh, Taihuang Shenzhi's thoughts sank into the depths of the mirage, were suppressed, and fell into an eternal dream.

Lu Heng breathed a sigh of relief. The Yunmeng Mirage Dragon Art and the Saving People Sutra could easily deal with this kind of obsession. The key was that the state of the deity's thoughts was special. As long as they didn't recall the fruits of their previous lives, the saint and quasi-emperor would have a way to deal with it.

Haven’t you seen that the holy body’s nemesis at the other end of the imperial road, the Blue Sky Tyrant Body, possesses the divine thoughts of the Taiyin Human Emperor as his ultimate trump card.

He was also very happy. He suppressed the thoughts of the Great Emperor God, not to play an extra card, but to take into account the dark turmoil.

The Holy Body of Mars, the Human Emperor of the Moon, the Holy Emperor of the Sun, the Great Emperor and other gods all care about all races. When they encounter turmoil and recall the fruits of their past lives, they will certainly fight with the Dark Supreme to protect all races.

Lu Heng thought of the Martian god who was wandering in the East Wilderness and spying on Ye Fan, and thought that it could not be wasted, so he sealed it up and released it when the time was right.

When the four great gods are revived in the future, even if they are still far from being great emperors, they should have no problem fighting to the death with their respective imperial weapons against a forbidden zone supreme being.

He looked inside the Taoist Palace again. A pure holy spirit was on the verge of perfection. The eighty-one formation flags were personally sacrificed by the Immortal Emperor. He was becoming more and more confident in dealing with the dark turmoil.

On the other side, the Taihuang Sword, wrapped in human skin, returned to the descendants of the Great Xia Dynasty. They looked at Lu Heng, wanting to say something but stopping themselves.

Rumble!
Suddenly, while no one was paying attention, Saint Yaoguang and others activated the dragon-patterned black gold tripod and forcibly took away the intact coffin of the Enlightenment Tea Tree on the thousand-foot-high platform.

All the major forces were shocked and angry, and each took action: "Leave behind the supreme immortal treasure."

Many imperial weapons and sacred artifacts confronted each other.

Lu Heng's side had the advantage. The Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot and the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron were already extraordinary, and their auras were intertwined and resonated with each other.

(End of this chapter)