Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

"what--"

The big-headed boy screamed, and sat down on the coffin board, his eyes widened, his face pale, and his soul was almost out of his body in fright at this moment.

The Nineteenth Patriarch also felt cold all over.

Including the Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperors, at this moment, there was a feeling of trepidation.

It was just a laugh.

"interesting……"

Ye Yun, who had been observing the movement beside him, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Leng Youyue stared down, and said with a shocked face: "Is there anyone in this coffin? Why can't you feel it?"

"There should be, or how can you laugh?"

Ye Yun smiled calmly.

"What did you find, Ye Yun?"

Leng Youyue came back to her senses and asked quickly.

"It's nothing."

Ye Yun took a sip from his wine glass, then looked at the silver coffin and black coffin behind him, his eyes darkened.

Whoosh!

The big-headed boy jumped out of the golden coffin, hid beside the Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor, and said with a frightened expression: "Dizu, that seems to be a head, he is still alive..."

"Are you alive?"

The Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor frowned, looking at the coffin lid, not daring to act rashly for a while.

The same is true of the Nineteenth Patriarch.

Their spiritual sense couldn't see the head stuck under the coffin lid, that is to say, the other party was too strong.

The atmosphere is dignified.

Inside the hall, there was deathly silence.

The laughter just now, after such a long time, never appeared again, as if it was just a flash in the pan.

"He should have died a long time ago, maybe it was just the remaining consciousness that was causing trouble..."

The old woman analyzed.

"Second Patriarch, you go and turn over the lid of the coffin..."

The Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor ordered.

"Yes!"

The old woman was obviously more courageous, and with her dragon head and crutches, she turned over the coffin lid.

On the lid of the coffin, a long-haired head was attached.

It covered the facial features when it hung upside down before, and it looked extremely scary.

Now the lid of the coffin is turned over.

The hair was scattered on the coffin lid, and the facial features were exposed.

This is a handsome man with fair skin and a high nose bridge. He just closed his eyes, and there was a trace of indescribable pain in his brows and eyes.

"Dizu, I said that he has been dead for a long time, and after the remaining consciousness dissipated, he will not move at all..."

The old woman smiled proudly.

"Ok!"

The Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor nodded, and suddenly grabbed a black coffin and a silver coffin with his big hand, and grabbed them close to each other.

Open the coffin lid.

Lingkong turned into a powerful hand, grabbed the limbs and torso, placed them on the coffin lid, and pieced them together with the head.

"I don't know what kind of cultivation this person has in his life. Although he doesn't have the spirit of a fairy, he makes us feel closer..."

The Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor sighed leisurely.

After the corpse was pieced together, this kindness became more and more obvious.

The Nineteenth Patriarch felt the same way.

"Emperor Ancestor, don't you want to fuse this corpse?"

asked the old woman.

"I do have this plan, this corpse is stronger, otherwise I wouldn't divide it and bury it..."

The Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor said in a deep voice, but then he shook his head again: "Just talking, let's start with the immortal corpse in the black coffin, it will be safer."

The voice just fell.

The handsome man's head suddenly opened his eyes, and the eyeballs rolled around, looking at the Nineteenth Patriarch and the Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor.

"Alive!"

The big-headed boy shouted in shock.

"Don't be nervous, maybe the remaining consciousness is still causing trouble..."

The old woman said calmly.

After the head opened its eyes, the torso, which was originally spliced ​​together, began to emit black light from the interface, and suddenly grew together strangely, and the limbs also grew together with the torso.

The handsome young man turned over and stood on the coffin board.

He moved his hands and feet, and exclaimed, "It's been a long time since I felt this way, it's nice to have hands and feet..."

Seeing the resurrection of the dead, the Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor and the Nineteenth Patriarch were stunned.

This resurrection is a fairy.

Thinking of immortals, even the Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperors, made me terrified.

He is only half a step into the fairyland, and he is still vulnerable in front of a real fairy.

"Oh, alive, who the hell is this?"

On the fairy boat, Leng Youyue was also shocked.

"Why are you excited, this guy is not dead, otherwise he wouldn't be sealed in the Three Immortals Sea..."

Ye Yun laughed.

"Ye Yun, you must know something, tell me quickly!"

Leng Youyue immediately took Ye Yun's arm and kept shaking it.

"Don't worry, the truth will be revealed in a while."

Ye Yun said slowly.

"Hmph! You can really hold your breath..."

Leng Youyue gave him an annoyed look, full of flair.

"Master, this person's strength is unfathomable..."

Xiaohua suddenly said solemnly.

"Well, his current strength should be stronger than yours now."

Ye Yun nodded.

"I will surpass him in the future!" Xiao Hua stuck out her tongue and smiled grimly.

"That's for sure. You claim to be the terminator of immortals, so it's not for nothing..."

Ye Yun laughed.

"The terminator of the fairy?"

Leng Youyue looked at Xiao Hua, and said in disbelief: "You mean, Xiao Hua will be the terminator of the immortals, what's going on?"

"tell you later."

Ye Yun stretched out his hand, and abruptly turned Leng Youyue's face away.

Leng Youyue was helpless.

She is only at the first level of the God King Realm, she is too weak.

There was silence for a moment.

Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor asked tremblingly.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The handsome man laughed: "Me, you little fellows should stop asking, you are not qualified enough..."

"I understand. It turns out that the six immortal corpses are to suppress Your Excellency."

The Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor's face suddenly changed, he muttered to himself, his face ashen.

"You're not stupid!"

The handsome young man glanced at the Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor, and smiled faintly: "Under my plan, your Yin Corpse Emperor Sect has continued to grow stronger, breaking through three vortex formations, pulling out all the suppressed fairy coffins, and by the way Put it together for me, it's a perfect completion of the plan!"

"Your plan?"

Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor was startled suddenly, and then said loudly: "Could it be that Night Crow is also your handwriting?"

"Yes, at the cost of damage, I leaked my breath and turned it into a night crow, just to attract you Yin Corpse Emperor Sect. If you living dead eat it, your cultivation base will greatly improve, and your strength will increase." It will become stronger and stronger, and one day it will save me..."

The handsome young man explained slowly.

"We've been fooled!"

The Nine Tribulation Corpse Emperor sighed, feeling extremely depressed.

The Nineteenth Patriarch wanted to cry, but had no tears at all. Originally, he thought about having a chance to merge with the immortal corpse, but now everything is shattered.

The handsome young man ignored these people from the Yin Corpse Emperor Gate, looked around, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself: "I have been trapped for 1000 million years, right? I don't know how the brothers in the Immortal Realm are doing now. ..."

Speaking of which.

A sad look appeared on the handsome young man's face.

"And adults, I don't know where to go!"

When the handsome young man said this, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

Pfft!

He suddenly knelt down on the coffin board, kowtowed, tears streaming down his face.

"My lord, Wutian has failed your high expectations. He was actually sealed by those goddamn immortals in the Yougu Realm, and missed the best chance to find you..."