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After Yang Mingyu's voice snorted coldly, it disappeared again, and everyone knew that it was only at this time that they reflected from the previous state of surprise.

Looking at the bloody flowers flying all over the sky, everyone was very grateful. Fortunately, they held back the desire in their hearts, otherwise they would be as miserable as these people!
After this battle, everyone's original greedy gazes and intentions have also subsided a lot. After all, whose fate is not fate?
After crossing the stone bridge, everyone finally arrived at the ultimate destination of the trip, the palace where the legendary god emperor's son Chen Hao was buried!

At this moment, everyone's face showed excitement, as long as they opened the door in front of them, they would be able to see the true master.

After all, from the beginning to the present, no one has seen what Chen Hao looks like, except for Shen Xinghe and Old Man, who are heavily injured in the Shen family.

As the gate of the palace slowly opened, a flash of intense golden light flashed in an instant, and everyone at the scene couldn't help but close their eyes.

Soon the golden light dissipated and passed away, and everyone finally saw the situation inside the palace.

As soon as I entered the palace, people's praises and exclamations kept ringing out one after another. They were looking left and right, touching here and clapping there.

But those including the nine titled supreme beings, as well as the supreme families and the suzerain of the cultivation sect, their thoughts and eyes were not on the surrounding environment.

These people all approached the center in unison, staring straight at the gorgeous and golden coffin in front of them!

There is nothing miraculous about the precious gold color of the coffin, but everyone knows that it is not gold, but they don't know exactly what material it is made of.

The coffin was not closed, and the coffin lid was leaning on the coffin. As everyone's eyes moved up, Chen Hao's appearance and figure finally entered their eyes.

It's just that everyone can't help frowning at this sight, this...

Isn't this a little monk with only a mirror in the sea?

At this moment, except for the Emperor of God, everyone found it inconceivable that the son of a majestic God Emperor should at least be in the Supreme Realm, how could it be just a small repair in the vast sea?

The Emperor Shenming looked at the young man who had long since passed away, his eyes were full of complexity.

Although I already knew that Chen Hao was in such a situation, it was still a bit unbelievable to actually see this with my own eyes.

Ordinary appearance, poor cultivation, and clothes that are incompatible with the surrounding environment, even the hands and feet seem to have these calluses.

What made him unbelievable the most was that there seemed to be a faint smell on Chen Hao's body!
Is this really the Son of the God Emperor?Instead of digging out the latrine and pouring out Yexiang's lowly servant?

Just when everyone was puzzled, Yang Mingyu's figure suddenly appeared from the wall beside him.

"I'm sorry, everyone! I made you laugh. My young master is a bit naughty and always likes to disguise himself."

As Yang Mingyu said, he immediately waved his hand and sprinkled a bright radiance?

Instantly!Everyone seemed to see a scorching sun hovering in front of their eyes, and the intense brilliance seemed to see their eyes pierced!
Except for the nine titled Supremes, almost no one could resist this radiance like a scorching sun.

And as the white light gradually dissipated, when everyone's eyes were focused on the coffin again, its true stalwart figure finally appeared!

At this moment, I saw that the originally ordinary golden coffin exuded a terrifying aura that did not belong to the Tianyuan Continent at all.

The coercion that was like the pressure of the ancient sacred mountain made everyone feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and it was difficult to stand up.

One after another, the lines of Dutianshen, which were filled with terrifying divine power, slowly climbed up from the ground and attached to the coffin.

As the patterns of the gods of Dutian gradually appeared, the golden coffin gradually changed into its original appearance.

As it began to change, everyone could clearly see a giant dragon hovering over the coffin like a guardian spirit, glaring at everyone present!

It seemed that as long as they dared to take a step and disturb the peace of their master, they would surely meet his wrath.

The giant dragon slowly shrank and entangled its body, and there was a sound of scales rubbing against the coffin.

The voice was unusually crisp and not harsh. As the loud voices reverberated in the palace, everyone felt an inexplicable fear in their hearts and the word surrender appeared in their minds!
When everyone looked at the coffin again, everyone's face showed doubts, what is the situation!
At this moment, the coffin in front of them no longer looks like gold, or even any shape.

The coffin is changing, and there are thousands of different appearances almost instantly!
Everyone who saw this scene was amazed. Could this be something from the God Realm?
"This is the Coffin of Thousand Illusions, which was forged by the top craftsman of the God Realm after millions of years! Every breath will transform into everything in the world, and all of this is real!"

"At the same time, the entire coffin is equipped with a god-level formation, including the Underworld Dragon Locking Heaven Formation, the Illusory Five Spirit Formation, the Great Thousand Sword Emperor Formation, the Hidden Heart Demon Wheel Formation, the Longmen Bagua Formation... and so on. Top formation!"

"And there are countless kinds of formations like this! Because of the ever-changing changes, you will never know what kind of formation is appearing in front of you now."

"So here I want to remind some people who are greedy, if you don't want to lose your soul and lose your soul, you can go forward and give it a try!"

"If you can break it open, this coffin will transform into thousands of magic soldiers, and I wish you to become a god immediately!"

Yang Mingyu's words are very straightforward, but for some reason they are so tempting, as if they are fundamentally affecting the primordial spirit and soul!
But Yang Mingyu didn't want to control these people, so when they reacted, everyone waved their hands again and again, and lowered their posture as much as possible to make themselves look non-threatening.

"After half an hour, my lord will return to the God Realm. You can walk around and practice at will during this half hour. Don't let down my trust in you!"

Before everyone had time to react, Yang Mingyu disappeared from the scene in a flash of nothingness after he finished speaking.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. After all, they said to leave, do you believe it?

But as time went by, more and more people gradually relaxed and began to observe around.

The Supreme Beings who came from the Nine Great Titles were also about to leave, but before leaving, the Nine stopped walking while staring at the Thousand Illusory God's Coffin in front of them.

It's not that they have any greed in their hearts, but that there seems to be an aura on the coffin that makes them very interested!
When Yang Mingyu was there just now, they didn't notice it because of the oppression of their aura, and they didn't notice the changes in their bodies until now.

All these were like desires engraved in their bones, prompting the nine people to approach the coffin step by step.

Everyone was vigilant about this, and they couldn't back away in doubt. They didn't understand what was going on?

Leng Tianjian looked at the coffin in front of him, and felt the restless energy in his body, as well as the spiritual desire, as if he had some thoughts.

"Everyone don't need to be nervous, God should not harm us, I think, so the power that attracts us should be divine power"

"If the Supreme wants to become a god, he must go through a catastrophe to receive the divine power, and the divine power does not exist on the Tianyuan Continent at all, but after the Supreme, he must be a god, so we are so eager."

The other eight people also felt that it made sense when they heard it. They nodded and then glanced at each other.

"Why don't we just practice around this coffin for half an hour?" Liu Tianmeng looked at everyone cautiously and said tentatively.

"Alright!"

The other 7 people hadn't agreed, but Leng Tianjian, who was always indifferent, answered first.

Seeing that Supreme No. [-] agreed, the other eight of course had no objections.

"This should be the true appearance of the son of the god emperor!"

As the nine people gradually fell into samadhi, the Emperor Shenming, who had been watching from the side, also came over and looked into the coffin again.

The scene this time is completely different from the previous one, and it is different from Chen Hao's situation before. Although the appearance of the title has not changed this time, for some reason, it just feels more attractive the more you look at it!

The tattered clothes that were originally on his body now became a set of battle armor. The battle armor was full of brilliance, and the battle scripts all over the armor wandered around the armor like spirit snakes.

As if he was annoyed by being stared at for a long time, Chen Hao burst out with a fierce and vast fighting spirit in an instant.

The fighting spirit even bombarded the Emperor Shenming heavily, and slammed into the wall beside him, making a loud noise!

The huge movement quickly attracted the attention of the people around. They looked at the Shenming Emperor who was covering his chest with one hand, with a grim expression of pain on his face, and a mouthful of blood gushing out of his mouth.

Some people who had hatred against the Emperor Shenming were naturally very happy, and even wished that he would die from this serious injury.

Everyone in the Shen family immediately stepped forward to help, their eyes full of worry.

Half an hour is not long or short.

Just when everyone was looking around at the beautiful scenery, they didn't know that the time had come!
When Yang Mingyu's figure reappeared in the palace, the originally smiling expression on his face was now replaced by solemnity and sadness.

Seeing this, other people also stood on both sides and watched with bated breath, not daring to disturb in the slightest.

"Carrying the coffin! Ascension to heaven!"

Following Yang Mingyu's slightly sad words, the coffin instantly collapsed, and at the same time, ten people at the peak of the Supreme Realm appeared around them.

Looking at the ten people who suddenly appeared, including the nine titled supreme beings, there was no doubt, where did this group of supreme peaks come from?
But at this time, they did not dare to express their doubts, and at this time, they saw that these supreme beings were all wearing a set of special costumes.

They bowed their knees humbly, looking like slaves, but in their hands were the power of the law of heaven and earth condensed!
In an instant, the power of many laws condensed in the hands of the ten people, and these powers of laws were quickly transformed into two long sticks in the hands of the ten people.

"Welcome the young master on his way!"

The long stick passed through the coffin and was carried on the shoulders of ten people. With a loud shout, the Supreme One lifted the coffin and walked on a long way!
Looking at the ten people who gradually left the palace, everyone was amazed and moved, what a great handwriting, Supreme Carrying the Coffin!
But think about it, son of the God Emperor!

If it weren't for the restrictions in the lower realms, perhaps the coffin-carrier is not a supreme being, but a god!