I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

In the blink of an eye, the monstrous fire covered the phantom, and even the entire palace began to burn, turning into a palace of flames.

The incarnation outside the body condensed by this death energy is already afraid of the most yang thing, let alone the two different fires here.

"Zi...Zi...Zi..."

All the struggles and unwillingness of phantom were meaningless, and soon began to be evaporated by the monstrous flames, turning into wisps of black air, which quickly dissipated.

And after he dissipated, the monstrous fire here also went out.

The palace in front of him has disappeared without a trace, leaving only a coffin, lying there quietly, suspended with a cloud of Nine Nether Wind Flame that seems to be extinguished at any time.

"Shh!"

Qin Feng grabbed Jiuyou Fengyan directly from the air, and then put it into the system space. He has not been able to refine it yet, so he can only talk about it after he leaves.

And the many monks here, seeing the disappearing phantom, were all shocked in their eyes.

"Dead... dead?"

"These two different fires are too powerful, even the avatar of the Supreme Realm powerhouse was burned."

"Every time Qin Feng made a move, it was unexpected and unfathomable. I doubted whether he would also be taken away by Old Antique."

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The phantom just now was too strong, and it was the avatar of a powerful person in the Supreme Realm. Seeing that it was wiped out like this, they all felt a little unreal.

At the same time, he was even more shocked by Qin Feng's strength, that every time he made a move, he was stronger than they imagined.

"How...how did this happen..." At this time, the most panicked ones were none other than Elder Wanjiegu and the others.

They used to be greedy for life and afraid of death, and devoted their allegiance to the living dead, but now the phantom has been wiped out by Qin Feng. It is not certain when the real body in the coffin will emerge from the coffin.

They are simply fish on the display board now, and their hearts are filled with great anxiety.

"Is everything over?" The saint of Xianyao Ridge asked with lingering fear when she saw this scene.

She guessed in her heart that even if the real body was still alive, the living dead would not be able to break out of the coffin easily, otherwise, he would not have shown himself as an incarnation.

They might be able to take the opportunity to escape from here.

"I'm afraid things are not that simple?"

The elders of Yaochi Holy Land looked at the coffin and said in a deep voice.

Bu Youxuan, Xianyaoling and the others stared fixedly at the coffin, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in their hearts.

"Brother Qin Feng, be careful. I feel like something is about to wake up inside the coffin." Chu Xianxian reminded with a pale, worried voice.

As the spirit body of Jiuyouhan, she could feel the abnormal changes inside the coffin forged by Jiuyouhan ice.

And at this moment, an angry roar suddenly sounded like a muffled thunder.

"Bastard!" This voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, like Yama's trial.

Compared with the hoarse and piercing voice of the phantom just now, it is much more solid and real, and it seems to be close at hand.

"Destroy my avatar, ruin my plan, I will make you pay the price no matter what today!" A voice full of anger sounded, echoing in the mausoleum.

The sealing power of his mortal enemy has not completely dissipated, but it is only a matter of time. He originally planned to wait until the seal completely dissipated before coming out.

But now, Qin Feng has destroyed his avatar and ruined his plan, so he can only forcefully break out of the coffin, and in that case, he will have to pay a considerable price.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, intense energy began to surge inside the coffin made of Jiuyou ice.

Although the coffin wasn't very big, it seemed to contain a small world inside, with astonishing terrifying energy.

All the monks here were horrified, and they felt the real supreme aura, far surpassing the phantom countless times.

"What's the situation? Is this guy going to break out of the coffin? If he can show his real body to others from the beginning, why does he have to condense his incarnation?" Seeing this, the monks here were all surprised and confused. .

But the Elder Wanjiegu and the others, who were in despair before, were immediately overjoyed when they saw this situation, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw, they also began to pray in their hearts.

"Boom boom..."

However, at this moment, endless death energy suddenly came from all directions of the entire mountain range, gathered in the mausoleum, and transformed into an astonishing sealing force, blessing the coffin.

Although the guy in the coffin can transform the dead energy into vitality and use it for himself, these dead energy is also a sharp weapon used by his mortal enemy to seal his coffin.

It is precisely because of this that he only condensed an incarnation outside his body before, instead of appearing in his real body.

"This... there is a seal here, and this is the coffin that is sealed!" Those monks who wondered why the coffin didn't show their real body before finally understood it, and suddenly realized.

"Someone turned the general trend of the entire mountain range into dead air, and then turned it into a seal. No wonder we didn't notice any seal power along the way." The graceful and luxurious woman in Xianyao Ridge sighed. .

This sealing power will only appear when the guys inside the coffin try to rush out. They have never noticed the existence of the sealing power before.

"Boom! Boom!"

And at this moment, inside the coffin, even more astonishing energy fluctuations began to erupt.

The power of the seal outside also vibrated violently, obviously bearing a very huge impact.

"He doesn't seem to be able to break through the coffin in a short time, let's get out of here quickly." The elder of Yaochi Holy Land said in a deep voice.

She then wanted to lead the people in Yaochi Holy Land to leave.

The other monks here, except for the elder Wanjiegu and others, are also ready to run away and dare not stay for a long time.

But Qin Feng was not like this. He knew that with the strength of the guy in the coffin, if he broke through the seal of the coffin, it would be useless to hide anywhere.

He spread out his palms, and a formation eye pestle appeared in his hands.

"Om..."

Qin Feng poured spiritual energy into the eye pestle, and the eye pestle burst out with dazzling light immediately, and there was an astonishing surge of formation power.

At the same time, in the ruined ancient city outside the Hell Mountain Range, a large number of monks gathered here, waiting for their companions who entered the Hell Mountain Range to come out.

Suddenly, every inch of land in the entire city shone with dazzling light, and the dilapidated buildings here were instantly reflected like palaces in the sky.

The astonishing power of the formation surged through the entire city, and there was the sound of a dragon howling faintly.