Stone Palace.

The second coffin is opened.

When he was desperate, Li Ziye chose to gamble on the glory of human nature.

Although Taoists behave in a domineering manner, they usually leave a glimmer of hope.

otherwise.

People like them can't get here either.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the wooden coffin was broken open.

The majestic sword intent filled the air.

It was earth-shaking, so powerful that it made people shudder.

"What do you mean, old man?"

In an unknown place, inside the Yanyu Tower, Li Qingzhi looked in the direction of the mass graves and said in a solemn voice, "Is that divine object the sword lost by the Taoist sect?"

"good."

Deep in the Yanyu Tower, an old voice came out, and said in a solemn tone, "Same as the Book of Heaven, born between heaven and earth, cannot be cast by human power, the most precious treasure of Taoism, Zhu Xian."

One word fell.

distance.

In the tomb, Zhu Xian was born.

A peerless divine object that rivals the Book of Heaven has reappeared in the world after thousands of years.

A broken sword with only half of it left, with cracks all over its body, it was neither gold nor jade, but more like it was made of stone.

The moment Li Ziye saw the Zhuxian Sword appearing, his expression was involuntarily shocked.

This aura is so similar to the Book of Heaven.

Even the materials seem to be exactly the same.

In the middle of the stone palace.

Mingtu felt the fairy sword coming out from behind, and for the first time, a look of fear appeared on his pale face.

Attention.

Li Ziye was about to hold the sword.

A pale hand has already grasped the Zhuxian Sword first.

In the coffin.

A figure sat up, like the underworld, with a bloodless face.

It was a man in green clothes. His eyes were as dark as the underworld. The difference was that the whites of the man's eyes had not completely turned black.

"Xihe!"

The moment the man in green saw the woman in front of him, he called out softly, with sadness in his tone that could not be concealed.

Ahead, Ming Tu heard this familiar name, and his whole body trembled. The black energy gradually receded, revealing an unusually beautiful face.

only.

In just a moment, endless black air flowed out from all over Netherland, making that beautiful face look so ferocious.

The next moment.

Mingtu's figure passed by and rushed towards the man in front.

When everyone in the stone palace saw this scene, they were shocked and speechless.

This large tomb has a history of at least a thousand years. Is the man in the coffin still alive?

In front of the coffin, Mingtu's figure swept over and slapped it with a palm.

"Xihe."

The man in green clothes did not hide away, and stared at the Taoist monk who had completely transformed into the underworld in front of him, his expression becoming increasingly sad.

With a thud, Ming Tu slapped the man with all his strength. The terrifying force shook the stone palace.

It goes without saying that Netherland is so powerful that even top martial arts masters like Sanchijian and Tao Yaoyao are helpless. However, the man in green was slapped in the face, but he seemed not to notice it.

On the contrary, Li Ziye, who was the closest, was hit by the residual force and was knocked flying several feet.

Five feet away.

Li Ziye steadied himself, quickly opened the iron fan and shook it to maintain his image.

His uncle's!

What happened? How did a horror movie turn into a sad movie?

"roar!"

Mingtu's palm failed, which further stimulated his animal nature. He looked up to the sky and roared, and the black air flow around him surged wildly. The terrifying power increased sharply, making everyone present breathless.

If Netherland had not truly reached the realm of the Three Flowers before, there is no doubt that it has arrived at this moment.

That seemingly slender body actually contained the power to destroy the world. He struck out with one palm.

"boom!"

The man in green received another palm and took half a step back, causing the coffin beneath him to shatter.

Black blood dripped, staining the green clothes.

The man in green clothes still refused to dodge, holding Zhu Xian in his hand, and forcefully received the woman's second palm.

Inside the Stone Palace.

Everyone's expressions became more solemn as they looked at the situation in front of them.

This man in green clothes must be the owner of the big tomb. Although he looks similar to the woman, he seems to have not completely lost his mind.

Five feet away.

Seeing this, Li Ziye quietly took a few steps back.

He could see that this Taoist senior was not normal.

Just take a beating without fighting back.

If he continues like this, he will be beaten to death by this underworld sooner or later.

"Xihe."

Close at hand, the man in green called out again, raised his left hand and touched the face of the woman in front of him.

The moment his fingers touched the skin of the woman's face, Mingtu seemed to be stimulated, and he roared again and punched out.

The man in green was unable to completely resist the incomparably powerful force. He flew out and crashed into the wall behind him.

The stone palace shook violently and continued for a long time.

Black blood fell bit by bit, dyeing the ground an ink color.

"senior!"

Not far away, Li Ziye saw that the senior Dao sect in front of him still had no intention of fighting back, and couldn't help shouting, "The dead are gone and can't come back!"

Damn it, if the senior of this sect dies, everyone present will be done with it!

No one here can stop a Netherworld figure who has broken through the five realms.

As for the old Confucian man, why is there no movement at all? Last time Dao Sect Netherland was born, didn't he use the long-distance map cannon once? Why is there no reaction at all now?

"The deceased."

Under the stone palace, when the man in green heard these two words, his body trembled, and the sadness in his eyes was so intense that he could not get rid of it.

"roar!"

Ten feet away, Mingtu rushed forward again and punched the man in green in the heart.

"Whoa!"

However, this time, the man in Tsing Yi no longer just stood there without fighting back.

In everyone's shocked eyes.

The man in green raised the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, and then slashed it down ruthlessly.

Blood and tears, as black as ink.

How does it feel to kill the one you love with your own hands? Even if you forget your love too much, your heart will still be torn.

Taoism, not everyone can truly forget their feelings.

"Taeyuan."

Zhuxian, the Taoist killing sword, is said to be able to kill even immortals, not to mention the underworld.
To be continued...