Chapter 1,885 The Coffin

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In the human realm, although Ying Qi was much stronger than Lu Jin, he was restrained in every way by Yang Junqi's power of life and silence and Yang Junpei's power of silence.

"Haha!" As a purple canopy slowly rose from the main formation pool of the Sanji Dao Formation, Yang Xinghua laughed heartily.

Let’s just say that it is impossible for the ancestor to ignore me. I am the ancestor’s favorite and most talented grandson. There is no doubt about this.

Yang Junshan's grandson was only born a few years ago, how could he shake my position! Then Yang Xinghua seemed to have discovered something, and his wanton laughter suddenly stopped.

Above the three treasure formations of Shengji, Jueji, and Youji, auspicious energy spread across the sky, pieces of Qingyun appeared, and the momentum of three Qingyun realms emerged in succession.

Can't these grandsons give me, my ancestor, a sense of superiority? Immediately, there was a feeling of fear in my heart. If I didn't become a formation master this time and enjoy this opportunity, I was afraid that I would be kicked out by these grandsons one by one.

Then he thought about the most outstanding grandson, who had benefited so much this time and was in charge of the general formation.

. . . We must have gained greater benefits! Forget it, we are facing a formidable enemy, and my ancestor will not care about you!

"Start the formation!" Yang Xinghua changed from his usual bohemian attitude, with a rare calmness and solemnity in his voice.

The pure Dao Yuan is injected into the general formation diagram of the Three Silences Dao Array. The three treasure formations of Shengji, Jueji, and Youji vibrate at the same time and merge with the Dao array.

Roads of gray spiritual light shine, wisps of pure spiritual power swim, and countless runes form and connect in the void.

At this moment, along with the thick aura of death, three huge light pillars of green gray, frosty white, and darkness surged out from the three formations.

Just when Yingqi was waiting attentively, preparing to deal with the opponent's new methods, the warning cry of the Golden Crow Emperor Infant resounded throughout the world.

It is not good to win and give up secretly. Although you don't know what the opponent's methods are, you can't let the opponent do it. Large waves of corpse energy surged out of his body, along with the dim water vapor, forming a strongly corrosive dim cloud that rolled towards the spiritual light pillar.

A gray scroll appeared out of thin air, and then slowly unfolded, with strands of flame hanging down.

The mighty dusky clouds collided with each other, and they were unable to move forward immediately, and they all rolled back. Although the yellow mist cloud was constantly corroding the gray streamer, it could not be broken through in a short period of time.

Yingqi looked up and saw the silent beams of light from the three treasure formations converging in the center, and at some point in the center, a gray palace lantern without a wick appeared.

The power of the formation source of Sanji Dao Formation was mobilized by Yang Xinghua, but it was not used to attack Yin Zombie Yinqi. Huge gray spiritual pillars fell from the sky and also gathered in the center. A gray flame danced along the gray spiritual pillars and fell towards the palace lantern.

"Netherworld Ghost Fire!" Although the power of the Netherworld Ghost Fire was blocked by the gray formation source light bead, Yingqi still recognized the fairy fire immediately.

"Boom!" As the Nine Nether Ghost Fire fell on the gray palace lantern, an invisible wave of air swept across, and immediately tore apart the four spiritual light beams that penetrated the sky and the earth.

And the thick yellow clouds and mist were pushed back for dozens of miles, and the sky and the earth became clear. The palace lantern was suspended in the air, and dark spiritual lights slowly bloomed, illuminating the runes engraved on the palace lantern: Netherworld Coffin Lamp!

The peace of mind that had given up hundreds of years of hard training could not help but set off ripples at this moment, wondering how I would plunge headlong into this place of death.

In his thoughts, the Three Light Dao Formation in the Heaven Realm draws the power of the sun, moon and stars to generate pure Yang Sparks, which exerts great restraint on himself.

So even though he knew that this would weaken the ghost king Lu Jin, he still took the lead in choosing the human realm.

Not only has he been lurking in the human realm for a long time, but the power of death and silence in it is also consistent with himself. In this way, he is naturally a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist.

Little did he know that the human realm he was familiar with had changed drastically in just a few days. It not only contained the extremely disgusting power of vitality, but also the power of darkness combined with the divine soul curse.

There was also the Sanji Dao Formation that was deployed at some point, which made Ying Qi want to curse. That's all. With the strength of Yingqi's golden body and the thunder calamity, he was not afraid, but now the Nine Nether Ghost Fires that even burned the souls and reborn in the netherworld came out, making Yingqi doubt whether he had run out of energy.

Yingqi took a deep breath, eliminated distracting thoughts, and no longer hesitated. Three drops of crystal clear but shimmering spiritual water appeared.

Mi Zhong and the other three received immortal fire from their clan, and Lu Jin had an immortal talisman by his side. How could the Zombie clan, who were also members of the Xingkong clan, not gift them with a treasure.

The grade of Huangquan True Water has also reached the immortal level! Yingqi originally wanted to polish his cultivation, but the current situation made him hesitate.

Although Yang Xinghua didn't know the plan of winning and abandoning, now that he had taken the lead in exposing his trump card, he naturally wanted to take action with all his strength.

The Sanji Dao Formation was activated, and as a large amount of the abyssal energy was consumed, the coffin palace lantern in the void seemed to be shaken violently.

Groups of gray-black ghostly fire fell down, turning the Sanji Dao Formation into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye.

A yellow halo spread, and the spiritual water shield formed by the true water of Huangquan immediately blocked the surging fire wave.

The sound of sizzling was endless, and large waves of yellow mist rose up, immediately covering the human realm. At this moment, an idea flashed in Yang Xinghua's mind, and he no longer controlled the coffin palace lantern to attack the shield formed by the true water of Huangquan.

As the runes flickered, waves of fire converged towards the center, enveloping the dim yellow water light. The Sanji Dao formation diagram connected with the power of the great formation, carrying the power of the formation source, sealed the town and fell.

At this moment, an aura of Huang Ting realm emerged vigorously. The formation diagram that was originally falling slowly was rushed by this aura, and its falling momentum was suddenly blocked.

The gray sea of ​​fire below suddenly extinguished as the dim yellow mist spread.

"Fall!" Yang Xinghua, who was sitting in the main formation pool, stood up. The canopy gathered on the top, the Taoist robes were flying, and the mighty Dao Yuan mixed with the abyss of the earth was injected into the coffin lamp.

"Bang!" A soft sound came out, and the coffin lamp suddenly landed on the formation, causing ripples to flash through it.

As the gray aura of the coffin palace lantern rotated, runes appeared and connected, and together with the general formation diagram, they slowly fell again.

Three drops of Huangquan true water, one drop is used by him to protect himself, and one drop is used by him to advance to Huangting. This last drop is the key to his escape.

Furthermore, Ying Qi had another thought in his mind. It would be better for him to consume this Immortal Level Spiritual Treasure at this moment than to be captured by the enemy by mistake.

"Drink!" Ying Qi, who had just advanced to the Huang Ting realm, had no time to stabilize his state. With Ying Qi's roar, Chunyang's zombie energy dissolved into the last drop of Huang Quan true water.

The billowing dim yellow torrent rolled upwards and collided with the gray firelight emitted by the coffin lamp. For a time, the formation was filled with heavy yellow mist, gray flames were flying everywhere, and the situation was once again in a stalemate.

"Taisui Huangling Staff!"

"Rahu's Magic Umbrella!"

"Chen Xing Han Ling Chi!" Following the shouts of Yang Junqi and the others, the three of them used the natal Taoist tools activated by the Three Silences Treasure Array to bring up a long white spiritual light that fell on the formation diagram like three talents.

From a distance, it looks like a quiet ship rising and falling in the rough waves. The three long anchors thrown out from below are wedged on the seabed, slowly suppressing the surging waves.

Everyone present naturally understood the reason behind Chi Zesheng's change. Just when Ying Qi was thinking about how to break the situation, the Yang family took the lead.

In a green aura, the immortality gourd slowly rose, and the mouth of the gourd was turned upside down to spurt out a stream of pure immortality energy.

This immortal energy that can revive human flesh and white bones and prolong life, now seems to Ying Qi to be the highly poisonous arsenic.

With an angry roar, he spat out the corpse beads that he had cultivated for many years, and large streams of deathly energy erupted, colliding with the blue-green energy of immortality, and suddenly made a sizzling sound of melting.

Before Ying Qi could take a breath, Yang Junqi's immortal gourd arrived, and Yang Junpei's sky-swallowing gourd arrived again.

The dark magic light is just that. The key is that under Yang Junpei's chanting, the magic light turns into a string of mysterious runes.

If this was hit on the body, the fragile soul of the Zombie clan would be severely damaged immediately. Could it be possible that I am really going to fall like this today!

There are coffins and palace lanterns above that are suppressed by the power of the Dao formation. There are also the Three Silence Treasure Formations to help pull the ropes, and the two gourds of Changsheng and Swallowing Heaven are attacking.

For a while, even with the strength of Huang Ting, who abandoned the golden body, he was frustrated, and he could only watch the formation slowly descend.

A slight wisp of space fluctuations came out, and before Yingqi could check, a voice sounded in his ears: "Please turn around, baby!" The hollow gourd around Yang Junxu's waist vibrated, constantly smoothing the turbulent space around him.

There was a yellow-skinned gourd in front of him, and something appeared on it as the light flashed. It was seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes. Two white lights shot out of its eyes, shrouding Yingqi in it.

"Ah!" As Yang Junxu finished speaking, he saw the treasure spinning on the white light, and Ying Qi's soul seemed to have been cut off in half.

Even with the cultivation level of Yingqi Huangting Realm, he couldn't help but let out a shocking scream at this moment. This yellow-skinned gourd is none other than the yin-yang gourd among the seven treasure gourds.

It contains the origin of yin and yang, making it a fine embryo. The treasure was cultivated by Yang Junxu using the secret method taught by Yang Hongyuan, and it already has some power of the immortal-killing flying knife.

"break!"

"Hit!" Yang Junxu succeeded with one blow, and Yang Junqi and Yang Junpei also activated the gourd instantly. The mighty Qingmu's vitality surged, breaking through the corpse bead's deathly aura and knocking it away.

Yingqi endured the pain and made a secret in his hand to recall the corpse bead, but it only made the injury worse. The sky-swallowing gourd spewed out endless demonic runes, forming a faint magic circle. While Ying Qi had no time to think about it, it was immediately imprinted into his body.

"Seal!" Yang Xinghua's high-spirited voice sounded, and the coffin lamp carrying the formation diagram suddenly fell down. Smoke and dust suddenly flew everywhere in the formation, and streams of fire flew.

Yang Junqi and the others did not dare to slack off. They each returned to their own formation, pointed at their natal magic weapon in the distance, and used the power of the formation to join forces with Yang Xinghua to suppress the still struggling Huang Tingyinzong.