Cultivation of Life Winner

"Supernatural powers. Suppression!" Following the roar of phantom, the nine pitch-black soul-devouring beasts in front of him suddenly roared and rushed towards the coffin.

At the same time, above the coffin, bursts of blood-red light, full of bloody aura, kept flashing, constantly suppressing the coffin.These red glows are obviously the whole body of Wen Renheng's evil geniuses who were drawn out after death!At this time, the Soul-devouring Beast roared continuously, its body circled and danced, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped the entire coffin airtightly.

"Pfft!" Huang Mao spat out a mouthful of blood, still feeling a little terrified.

"Come here, the bone altars are probably not by chance. The treasures at the beginning must have been deliberately stored here, in order to attract everyone's greed, and finally absorb the blood to suppress the person in the coffin." Huang Mao thought for a while, but somehow understood some of the methods here.

"Hu Yanliu took the opportunity to leave, but you didn't leave?" When Huang Mao was thinking, San Sheng used a special method to send a voice transmission to Huang Mao.

Huang Mao turned his head slightly, with a look of coldness on his face.These three lives, all kinds of things before, he naturally understands.Sure enough, this person is unbelievable.

At this moment, San Sheng didn't mind Huang Mao's estrangement, but just gave Huang Mao a far-reaching look.The next moment, the figure disappeared without a sound.

Huang Mao's heart skipped a beat, these three lives were indeed not easy!

"Mie!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the coffin!

Following the sound, the nine pitch-black soul-devouring beasts roared pitifully, and the sound of roaring and collapsing continued to be heard from their bodies.

bang, bang...

The next moment, the bodies of the nine soul-devouring beasts completely collapsed, turning into streaks of jet-black air again.But under the supernatural power of the word 'Mie', no matter how the jet-black air rolled and condensed, it was still unable to form a soul-devouring beast.And the soul-devouring beast that had been controlled by the strange slave seal rolled over at this time, and the shrill sound echoed around.

Crack... Following the collapse of the Soul-devouring Beast and the reduction of the chains, fine cracks unexpectedly appeared on the vermilion coffin!

Finally, there was a hint of fear in the phantom's eyes.

boom! !Before Xu Ying could make another move, the vermilion coffin made a loud bang, and the lid of the coffin exploded completely.Crash, the four remaining chains were broken into several sections at this moment, and then roared towards the altar below.

Immediately, the altars under Huang Mao's feet roared and shook, and the third and seventh altars were completely smashed to pieces.

call!There was a loud breathing sound next to Huang Mao's ear.

"No! How could you still be alive under the Nail of the Corpse Immortal! Die to me!!" The phantom looked a little crazy at this moment.

Raising his right hand in vain, a dark light flashed between the brows of xuying.When this dark light appeared, the soul-devouring beast suddenly showed fear and fear.

At this moment, the phantom's eyes are full of murderous intent.

As soon as he pointed it out, the dark light suddenly rose sharply, and a thunderous majesty emerged, suppressing all directions with majestic force.Under this majesty, it seems that even the heavens and the earth must submit to it.

Huang Mao's will to be a human being in the last three generations at this moment was easily defeated under this majesty!But at the next moment, the True Dragon Nine Changes leaped forward with the will to uphold the unruly will of the ancient dragon, but Huang Mao's training time was too short.After a few breaths, the purple little dragon wailed, and his body completely collapsed.

After the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon collapsed, Huang Mao's supernatural will immediately emerged as the leader of the corpse, but he only persisted for a few breaths.In Huang Mao's sea of ​​consciousness, it seemed that Huang Mao was aware of Huang Mao's crisis, and the supernatural power seeds of the third form of immortal art shook slightly, and the breath naturally radiated out.

However, not much effect!Huang Mao knew that the three forms of immortal art had just begun to be exposed to the door to open the door for magical powers, and the seeds of magical powers were also very weak, and they would not last long.

At this moment, due to the fighting between the two, the space here is extremely chaotic, and it is even more difficult to open a passage than it was at the beginning.

"Yun Xiao! You're finally back!!" Just as Huang Mao was about to find a place to hide for a while, there was a loud roar from inside the coffin.

The voice was very urgent, even though the coercion of the phantom had already been faced.That bit of dark light even turned into a pitch-black dagger, slashing fiercely at the person in the coffin.

"Broken!" In the coffin, the sound of bang bang kept coming.In the end, Huang Mao only felt that the altar under his feet was still shaking greatly.As for the huge palace hanging upside down, only the sound of crackling could be heard continuously, and the crack in the sky became even bigger.

Roaring and vibrating, the pitch-black air completely dissipated.The moment it collapsed, the Soul-devouring Beast's body shrank continuously, and its aura continued to weaken.It was the phantom, and the figure was even more faint.

Boom!The coffin was completely exploded at this moment.

"No, if the seal is broken, then I will be free. Then, let's go!!" The phantom's complexion changed, but it was extremely decisive, and the figure disappeared into the air in an instant.And the next moment, with a movement of the Soul-devouring Beast's body, it immediately turned into a gloomy light and fled towards the distance.Almost within a few breaths, the Soul-devouring Beast lost its trace.

"Yunxiao!!" Hearing this voice, Huang Mao felt that the seeds of the three types of immortal arts in the sea of ​​consciousness were beating slightly, as if they were very active.

Huang Mao was startled, before Huang Mao could react, he was hugged tightly by a big man.This big man was very strong, and his body was even more lifeless, but he couldn't help patting Huang Mao's back with his hands, looking excited.

"Could it be that this big man is the person in the coffin?" Huang Mao's heart was filled with turmoil.If it is really the person in the coffin, this place is the palace of the remnants of the fairy world, and it is even more sealed.It is very possible that this person is a great power in the ancient times, and even a person who has experienced the catastrophe of the ancient times.

"Yunxiao, Yunxiao..." The big man let go of Huang Mao at this moment, but he kept circling around him, smelling Huang Mao's scent all the time, looking very happy.

Huang Mao couldn't see with both eyes, and his subconscious consciousness protruded slightly, and the suppressed ghostly curse in the sea of ​​consciousness immediately rolled up, wanting to take the opportunity to attack Huang Mao's sea of ​​consciousness.

"It still doesn't work, I have to go back to Yuluo Academy to see if there is any way to get rid of this ghostly atmosphere." Huang Mao frowned slightly.As for the headache caused by the Nether Qi just now, it didn't affect Huang Mao at all.

"What, Yunxiao?" The big man frowned slightly, and suddenly patted Huang Mao on the shoulder.Immediately, the curse lines on Huang Mao's left face continued to shrink below his neck, and even curled up continuously, as if he was very scared.And some of the ghostly air that escaped from Huang Mao's sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly at this moment, and then continued to collapse, completely disappearing completely.

For a moment, Huang Mao felt that the sea of ​​consciousness was extremely clear.Subconsciously, Huang Mao's spiritual consciousness swept out of his body.For monks, the existence of spiritual consciousness is more reliable than eyes.

However, the joy of the collapse of the ghostly energy in the sea of ​​consciousness is not comparable to the surprise brought to him by the big man in front of Huang Mao. Through his spiritual consciousness, Huang Mao clearly saw that the big man was extremely tall, even more than two meters tall .But this person does not appear to be a hunchback, on the contrary, he is more majestic.This person's face was even more resolute and handsome, but what made Huang Mao gasp was this person's forehead, on which there was a nail nailed to it with a faint red light!

At this moment, the big man's hair was disheveled and his clothes were worn out.No matter how superb his cultivation was in ancient times, his appearance at this moment looks extremely desolate.Especially the extremely strong death energy on this person.Huang Mao didn't even understand, how did this person survive with such a strong death energy?

And Huang Mao even noticed that the big man had extremely strong dead air, after he patted him to help him shake the ghostly air out of the sea of ​​consciousness.The dead air suddenly became stronger.

"Yunxiao, Yunxiao, what are you thinking? Listen to me, don't go out these days, it's chaotic outside, and the people of the fairy clan are crazy!" Seeing that Huang Mao didn't speak, the big man muttered again.

Hearing the word Xianzu, Huang Mao's expression turned serious.This big man must be a surviving person from ancient times, but looking at him now, it seems that his memory is confused and his mind is a little unclear.

It's just that he was yelling about Yun Xiao, and in his sea of ​​consciousness, the three forms of immortal art were about to move. Could it be that this person has something to do with Yun Xiaozi?

Huang Mao frowned slightly, and tentatively said: "You call me Yunxiao, do you remember who you are?"

The big man was slightly taken aback, his brows furrowed deeply, and the next moment, he let out a stern roar.The nail that was driven into the center of his brow glowed bright red at this moment.

"Who am I!? Who am I!? I am... I am... I don't know, I don't know! My head hurts, I can't remember! Yunxiao, Yunxiao, where are you, come back! Daddy won't hurt you , Daddy won’t harm you. You can’t marry a fairy girl, you can’t marry! You will die!!” The big man went crazy all of a sudden, his expression extremely ferocious.

"What's going on!?" Huang Mao was taken aback for a moment, he just wanted to induce the rest of the big man's memory, he didn't expect this to happen.I can't remember it, but he looks even crazier.

But before he could react, the big man flew to Huang Mao's side and hugged Huang Mao by the waist.The strength was so great that Huang Mao couldn't even resist, and it was even easier to tear apart the space and disappeared in place in an instant.