"Fellow Daoist Xia, please be polite. Although I am an immortal cultivator in the ** realm and should not be on the same level as yours, you are so easy on me. I guarantee that I won't kill you in the next second!" Changsun De was furious. Tao. Who can bear being insulted in front of hundreds of immortal cultivators?
"Grandson Grandfather, we might as well kill him. Since I can open the Phoenix Coffin Living Formation, why should I keep him? Why not hold the fate of the ancestral dragon in my hands, then I will rebuild my North Pole Immortal Sect." An extremely simple thing?" Zu Yun was also extremely angry. This was not the first time that the old man had let me yell like that. He always gave me a meal when he came down to see me, which was enough to make him angry.
"Ding Chen, Ding Lao, Chi Tiansheng, Chi Lao, all died in the hands of an old man like you, right?" I asked coldly.
"Humph, if you betray my North Pole Immortal Sect, I will kill you!" Changsun De acknowledged it without hesitation.
"Very good. Don't give me a chance, or I will torture you, an old man, to death!" I gritted my teeth. Ding Chen is both a teacher and a friend. I should have called him master, but he refused, and Mr. Chi I have made a lot of contributions to Tianyiyi, but this time I died in the hands of Changsun De. Why am I not angry? I wish I could eat his flesh and break his bones!
Changsun De snorted lightly and didn't bother to pay attention to me anymore. He said: "Grandmaster Nephew, quickly set up the formation and break the living formation. Everyone can't wait."
"Fellow Daoist Changsun. Are so many Xuan cultivators allowed in?" Jian Long asked a little surprised. After all, if everyone is allowed in, it is very likely that the Phoenix Coffin will be taken away by others.
"Yes, we stipulate that only our six immortal sects can enter. Wouldn't it be better?" Zhou Wenxuan immediately came up with an idea.
"No, if something happens, they will be the first to go out. Our six immortal sects are so powerful, are we still afraid of a group of loose immortals who just want to escape all day long?" Changsun De centered on a range and sent a message to those around him. of monks.
After listening to this, I couldn't help but curse the old fox in my heart. He actually wanted to use the casual cultivators as the advance troops to detect mines. His thoughts were indeed vicious.
The Deep Sea Ghost Tribe is inherently evil, so of course they have no objection to this opinion. Zhou Wenxuan and Mei Hongyu even had no objection at all, while He Naitian and Ao Fengxia both frowned. But there was nothing to say, after all, even if they wanted to deny it, No, this group of casual cultivators originally had the idea of ​​​​escaping to the upper world.
The big black cat is no longer here. When I plucked my grandmother's beard, it should have been alive and well, but now there is no trace of it. I don't know if it was killed or if it hid back in the formation.
But this is not important. Everyone watched as the six immortal sects took out the key to the Blood Cloud Coffin, and they all wanted to take a ride into it.
Zu Yun caught the attention of Baixian, and his face suddenly glowed red. Not everyone can enjoy this honor. In the past, I was the only one who could attract attention as a low-level monk. And as an Earthly Immortal, he was just a soy sauce character. , I finally made a comeback today because of Blood Cloud Coffin.
Seeing him dressed in snow-white, dragging the Blood Cloud Coffin with one hand and twirling his beard with the other, he walked in front of the crowd. Then he roared, raised the Blood Cloud Coffin high above his head, and then quickly raised the Blood Cloud Coffin over his head with the other hand. He threw out a bunch of magic weapons and started walking along the living array.
As if following him, everyone started to circle the living formation. I couldn't help but sneer: "Zu Yun, this doesn't even have an eye for the formation. What are you doing going around? You know the basics. Just cast the spell quickly. Don't pretend to be a fool." ."
"You! What do you know? You haven't even grown all your hair! This is called the Dharma-Seeking Eye!" Zu Yun was yelled at by me, and he went crazy on the spot, with his face turning red and white.
"Okay, if it doesn't work, you can change me. I'm afraid many people here will know your nonsense. Don't waste time with everyone. The meal is almost here. If you don't hurry up, I'll cook for you." I opened my hiking bag and took out the pots and bowls.
The gourd basin looked like if you don't do it, I'll start the meal, which immediately made everyone burst into laughter.
"Don't bother me anymore! Otherwise... otherwise I won't be able to do what I did, and I'll take it out on you!" Zu Yun was furious, but after much deliberation, he couldn't do anything to me. He was afraid that someone would see through his pretense, so he didn't dare to pretend anymore.
, and began to worship the altar.
Not to mention, this Zuyun still has real materials. After the spell was done, the blood cloud coffin immediately appeared. The huge coffin surprised all the immortals. After all, it was an ancient thing, not an ordinary thing.
goods.
After the red clouds rolled, the sky actually darkened, and the entire underworld became dim and unclear. Everyone was slightly farther apart and could not see each other immediately. However, this was not a problem for the immortal-level monks. The darkness was everywhere for a while.
Pairs of eyes of different colors were staring at the Blood Cloud Coffin.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
I don't know who was knocking on the coffin wall inside, and bursts of sound came from the coffin, which made people feel depressed.
And a moment later, the blood cloud blew by, and male and female ghosts in red clothes appeared from the side, and gradually formed a line, extending far away.
I can imagine Wang Yan lying in the coffin, tapping the coffin wall in boredom. Originally, the five-yin body lying inside should be me, which is the stepping stone for the Yinfeng Coffin Living Formation!
Zu Yun holds a fly whisk in one hand and an ancient sword in the other. One moment, he picks up piles of yellow valuables, and the next, he sprinkles a claw of magic salt, controlling the start of the entire ceremony. Thanks to him being so dedicated, I am also a little surprised.
Yes, but this old guy came prepared, of course, everything was covered.
Seeing everyone being attracted, and the sight of the ghosts in the Blood Cloud Coffin all obeying orders, Zu Yun's nose almost turned up, and he deliberately glanced at the casual cultivators and the monks from the six major immortal sects around him, obviously he wanted to take credit.
Meaning. Double strokes on top of women.
"Okay, that's right, ancestor nephew, continue quickly." Changsun De stretched out his hand and asked Zu Yun to continue. Zu Yun did not dare to be too pretentious. He threw a handful of magic salt, which attracted a burst of golden orchid flames, and immediately
From facing the Blood Cloud Coffin, he turned directly to the living formation behind him, and directed the aura of the Blood Cloud Coffin towards the formation, loudly shouting: "Open the formation!"
The breath of the Blood Cloud Coffin was immediately driven by his ancient sword and rushed towards the living formation. While Zu Yun was chanting a curse in a low voice, he used the tail of his whisk to sweep the red blood energy rushing towards the living formation to accelerate their movement.
The living formation seemed to feel the breath of the five yin bodies, and suddenly made a strange sound like stones rubbing together. In my eyes, Wang Yan's energy was disappearing. Fortunately, she was an immortal and could still withstand this terrible force.
The suction power, if it were different when I sent you this array, I would have sucked people dry!
With the five yin bodies as the conditions for opening the coffin, the entire living array made a rattling sound of stones rubbing together, and changed all the way. Finally, the gaps gradually shrank, seeming to squeeze back the space where there was space, and in the blood cloud
A strange stone door opened in front of the coffin.
This sect is blood red, like the ferocious mouth of a monster, constantly spurting out red blood. When everyone heard it, most of them frowned. It was obvious that the blood was very strong. After all, they were all members of the Five Yins of the Blood Cloud Coffin.
gas.
Because I was afraid that something would happen to Wang Yan, I insured her. If the mana was drawn too much, the connection with the Blood Cloud Coffin would be immediately disconnected. Even if the living formation couldn't be activated, at least she could escape, right?
But now the door has finally opened, and everyone is very excited. Many loose immortals have exclaimed in admiration. Although there is no cheering, for immortals, this is already an unimaginable joy.
"Silence!" At this time, Zu Yun shouted in a low voice, causing all the immortal cultivators around him to shut up.
Everyone was obedient. Zu Yun had certainly had enough of God's addiction. When he saw him put down his left hand holding the fly whisk, he slightly raised it toward the blood cloud coffin, and then said in a cold voice: "It's time to lift up the coffin and send the spirit to burial!"
A group of red-clothed ghosts still obeyed Zu Yun. After their necks and various joints made a clicking sound, their eyes stared blankly ahead, with no emotion between their brows.
The red coffin was slowly lifted up, and a group of ghosts carrying the coffin lifted the huge coffin and took a step forward.
Zu Yun removed the altar at this time, carrying a sword in one hand and a fly whisk in the other, and walked beside the blood cloud coffin: "The coffin is being raised! The mourners...are listed in order!"
Everyone was an expert and knew what Zu Yun meant, so they all followed the funeral procession one after another like a swarm of ants.
The road is long and far away, but my soul has no place to rely on; the vines are curling up, but my soul has no support; the river is rippling, but the weeds cling to it... When my soul returns, what are the four directions..."
After the blood cloud coffin was carried, the mourning ghosts behind sang a lamentation song. The lamentation slowly made one feel like one was in ancient times, while the blood clouds soared into the sky, full of resentment, as if one was in purgatory, mourning for a fierce ghost.
What Zu Yun did was like a funeral procession.
But I also felt an inexplicable fear in my heart. Even though hundreds of immortal cultivators were lined up here, it still made me feel very uneasy.
Chapter completed!