"Fellow Daoist Xia, please speak politely. Although I am an immortal cultivator in the Liuhe Realm and I am not familiar with a junior like you, but you always talk about me as an old man, I guarantee that I won't kill you in the next second!" Chang Sunde! He said angrily, who can bear being named and insulted in front of hundreds of immortal cultivators?
"Uncle Grandmaster, let's just 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, and then I will rebuild my North Pole Immortal Sect. An extremely simple thing?" Zu Yun was also very 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, otherwise 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 bruise his bones!
Changsun De snorted lightly and didn't bother to pay attention to me anymore. He said: "Master Nephew, quickly set up the formation and break the living formation. Everyone can't wait."
"Fellow Daoist Changsun, so many Xuan cultivators are 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 small area and sent a message to those around him. His monk.
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 did not object at all, while He Naitian and Ao Fengxia both frowned but did not speak. 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 kind of 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 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. It's almost time for dinner. If you don't hurry up, I'll have to cook for you." I opened my hiking bag and took it out.
There were pots and pans, as if 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 is still a bit real. 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
Ordinary stuff.
After the red clouds rolled, the sky actually darkened, and the entire underworld became dim and unclear. Everyone was a little farther apart and could not see each other immediately. However, this was not a problem for the immortal 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 paw of magical 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.
mean.
"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, directed the breath of the Blood Cloud Coffin to the formation, and said loudly: "Open the formation!"
The aura of the Blood Cloud Coffin was immediately driven by his ancient sword and rushed toward 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 gap gradually narrowed, 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 gas 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 Rou, 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 towards 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 at all 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, and 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 song slowly made one feel like he was in ancient times, while the blood clouds soared into the sky, full of resentment, as if he 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.
In the living formation, no one can be absolutely invincible. Even if they are in the Liuhe realm, they will never be able to get out if they are afraid of entering. A narrow escape is their fate!
