In the coffin that was flying everywhere, two roaring figures finally stopped.
And most of the huge Yu Tower has collapsed. Even though there are many rock-solid barrier formations inside the building, it was still easily destroyed like crumbs of tofu in the aftermath of the battle between the two.
The Yu Tower was crumbling, the flags of all parties collapsed, and the bricks and beams collapsed.
The room Ye Shu was in was basically destroyed. He held the Mermaid Princess by the neck with one hand, and his face turned pale with fright at the loud force of the two people. He stepped back step by step, hooking his right leg on the eaves in a dangerous and dangerous way. Hanging steadily on the eaves.
The little princess also lost her countenance. Looking at the middle-aged man in white who was revered by everyone in Zeguo like a god, she was so shocked that she swallowed her saliva.
Nowadays, 70% of the auctioneers here are from Zeguo, but as the head of the Dazeguo clan, Su Guanhai is focused on the ancient coffin, and he doesn't care about the life and death of the people here.
The Yu Tower was severely damaged by Jin's wantonness. Although the people participating in the auction tonight were also shocked by this terrifying battle, in the end, greed was greater than fear.
Although the flying coffin turned into countless dust fragments and was in a miserable state of destruction, just a few fragments of purple wood were enough to make people crazily yearn for it.
In this chaos, instead of escaping from this land of right and wrong, a group of people were like cats smelling something fishy, fearing to lose this opportunity, staring at the huge remaining power, fighting for it. Snatching the flying purple wood fragments.
Although the fight between gods will inevitably affect mortals, at the moment, the two immortals only have eyes for each other and the corpse, so they cannot care about them.
Amidst the chaos and noise, Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng caught the body at the same time. They each grabbed an arm, but did not dare to pull hard. Without the spiritual power of the purple gold coffin, the body would become extremely fragile and perishable. .
Su Guanhai's hair crown was crooked, and his hair was slightly messy and spread out. Even after a hot battle, his demeanor remained elegant. He looked at Yin Dufeng who was already panting, smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Dufeng, I thought about it carefully. I think, after all, this child is not the child of you and me. You and I are fighting over each other like this, which is really a shame. I think Brother Yu has received the news and is on his way here. If you and I continue to fight and hurt this child, Isn’t it bad?”
Yin Dufeng saw that the other party's nose and forehead were already covered with a thin layer of sweat, but he still kept pretending, and sneered: "It's nice to say, if you don't want to damage the face of the three families, then you should let go obediently, I am too lazy to agree with you. You argue, this boy is not related to me, and I will not hold him back, so I will take him back to Cangwu Palace and show it to my daughter. After seeing it, I will personally send him back the complete Tianxi. go."
Su Guanhai shook his head and said with a smile: "Back then, your daughter was fine with this child on Nanze Mountain. Brother Dufeng, you were afraid that someone would abduct your daughter, so you used this child to go down the mountain without asking if your daughter was willing. , he was knocked unconscious with a palm strike, and he was dragged back to Wuxi and violently broke up the couple. I remember that Brother Dufeng looked down upon this child in every possible way. Now he is deceased. Isn’t it too late to think about taking him home as a son-in-law?”
Yin Dufeng let out a loud sigh and said contemptuously: "You talk as if it's not too late for you, an old boy, to ask him to be your son-in-law again."
Su Guanhai waved his hands repeatedly and said sternly: "Brother Dufeng, what you said is wrong. My wife and I have liked this child very much since we were young. When I connected him to Nanze Mountain, I hoped that he could be the vehicle of my Taixuan Sect. Son-in-law Long Kuai, it’s a pity..."
Yin Dufeng squinted his eyes, squeezed his eyebrows, and interrupted with a chuckle: "It's a pity that this boy has good eyesight. He didn't take a fancy to your black boy, but instead took a fancy to my beautiful daughter."
Su Guanhai's face turned livid from being choked, and he was so angry that he said, "You bastard, what else can you do besides exposing people's shortcomings? My Jing'er is young and doesn't have psychic powers, and her skin has not yet grown, so she looks like she's not the least bit raw now." No worse than your daughter!"
"Really? I don't think so. In terms of beauty, if my daughter considers herself to be the second best, no one would dare to recognize her as the first. Even if your family's appearance is no longer black, and she wears a pair of ice cubes all day long, her face is paralyzed. The sight of a mournful person wearing sackcloth and mourning makes people unhappy."
Yin Dufeng didn't hate Su Jing that much, since he always loved his daughter to the core, and he was a typical daughter slave.
Naturally, he was willing to verbally destroy and smear his daughter's hated rival.
Anyway, he doesn't care, his daughter has been the most beautiful in the world since she was a child!
Su Guanhai laughed angrily. The fire in his heart could be said to be burning all the way to his throat. He smiled coldly and said, "Niece Bai Shuang is good-looking, but she doesn't look like you at all, Brother Dufeng."
Their mouths were more damaged than the other.
Yin Dufeng is a big old man with no ink in his belly. He has a muscular body, big arms and a thick waist. He has a majestic body shape, a leopard head with ringed eyes, a swallow jaw and a tiger beard. He has the evil appearance of a brave and reckless man.
The original palace owner of Cangwu Palace was not him, but his deceased wife, Fu Qingxue.
In the first few years when the demonic path flourished, Cangwu Palace suffered a disaster. Not even one of the hidden palaces in the divine palace remained. Although Fu Qingxue was an immortal who had overcome tribulations, she was still a woman who was in danger of destroying the palace. When Wu Palace was in danger, she met Yin Dufeng who was still doing the gangster business on the way to seek Taixuanzong.
Although Yin Dufeng is a bandit, he is very strong. In his early years, he was a bastard who didn't understand the rules. Look at Fu Qingxue, she is a delicate and beautiful woman. Without saying a word, she fought hard and won the victory. The original palace owner of Cangwu Palace went to the top of the mountain to become Mrs. Yazhai.
Later, there was Yin Baishuang, now the young master of Cangwu Palace.
With a lovely wife and daughter at home, Yin Dufeng prides himself on being the great winner in life.
Fortunately, his daughter did not follow him, but followed her mother. She has had beautiful features since she was a child, and was born with good bones. Her skin and features have been favored by God. She never gets tired of calling her daddy, and she is very happy.
It is said that a son is like his mother and a daughter is like her father.
Not only does Yin Baishuang look nothing like her father, her beauty is even higher than that of her mother.
In the long run, other immortal sects will inevitably have some talkative people who tease and speculate in private. Could it be that the original palace owner of Cangwu Palace secretly raised a handsome and elegant little husband? Otherwise, how could he have such a relationship with a big boss like Yin Dufeng? A very elegant and handsome little girl comes.
In addition, rumors that Yin Dufeng had forcibly snatched the palace master to be his wife were also spread wildly.
Fu Qingxue passed away not long after giving birth to Yin Baishuang, which inevitably aroused people's suspicion that the relationship between the couple was not harmonious.
Su Guanhai's words were the most fatal. Yin Dufeng's face turned green as if he was stepping on his tail: "You are a black-hearted dog with eyes and a face just for breathing. My daughter looks like me! She is most like me. !”
The two sect leaders, who are famous all over the world and have been famous for eternity, are quarreling like village kids at the moment. You say something to me, and throw out any unpleasant words, hoping to make the other party angry.
In the end, Su Guanhai obviously outplayed the chess, and finally Yin Dufeng was so angry that he couldn't stand it any longer. His daughter's beloved didn't even bother to fight for it. She was so angry that her eyes were filled with stars, she threw her hands away, and was about to rush forward and fight him.
But when he swung his arm twice, he found that the palm holding the corpse seemed to be firmly attached to it, motionless.
Yin Dufeng frowned. Just when he sensed something was wrong, the two of them were stuck in the middle. The cold corpse suddenly turned to look at him!
Yin Dufeng's scalp suddenly went numb!
The silk belt covering his face slowly slid down his cold white cheeks, revealing a lifeless face.
Under the slipping brocade belt, there is a pair of blue-grey eyes. There is no white of the eyes, and the blue-gray color is all over the eyeballs strangely.
The eyeballs froze in their sockets, and countless secret numbing evil texts spread out from his pupils.
The next moment, Yin Dufeng felt a heart-piercing sting in his palm, and the cold evil energy penetrated into his bone marrow, causing his spiritual platform to suddenly become dark, and the spiritual power in his body that was as abundant as the endless mountains and rivers suddenly froze, like a frozen seal.
On the other side, Su Guanhai also grunted. Although he reacted very quickly with a slash of his hand knife, he cut off the arm of the corpse without hesitation.
Yin Dufeng didn't move at all and was dumbfounded: "You are too cruel to attack your son-in-law!"
"Idiot!" Su Guanhai cursed angrily, with a gloomy face: "This is a beast turning into a corpse! We have all fallen into the trap!"
I saw the severed arm that was tightly glued in his hand. No blood was spilled. I saw the arm twisting rapidly. From the black and sticky fracture, countless slender tentacles the color of ink surged out, wrapped in gray. The evil writings densely covered and swallowed Su Guanhai's entire arm.
Su Guanhai's body was covered with a layer of horribly pale corpse aura at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was clear that he was still a living and powerful immortal, but his skin was covered with ominous corpse spots.
However, the next moment, an even weirder scene happened.
The severed arm of the corpse quickly regenerated, and the new hand was cold and pale. Without giving Su Guanhai a chance to escape, he struck out like lightning and clasped his wrist. The five sharp nails pierced him deeply. In their skin, the evil words flowing rapidly in their eyes were like water from the Yangtze River, pouring into their bodies like crazy.
The two of them were stunned and angry, staggering and falling to their knees.
"Her Highness the Princess's guess is indeed correct. Tonight's auction is indeed a murderous plot. It is actually a deadly game set up for the three masters of humanity."
The man in black armor found a safe place to climb, put down Zhao Wenjun respectfully and said.
Zhao Wenjun looked at the deadlock on the table and murmured: "The purple gold coffin was poisoned by tomb robbers before it was lowered into the tomb. It has been missing for two hundred years, and now the news of its sudden reappearance was sent to the Zhongyou Dynasty at the same time. , Taixuan Sect, Cangwu Palace, and Tianxi Sword Sect, I guessed that there must be something different about this matter."
The man in black armor raised his eyes at Zhao Wenjun with a complicated expression and said: "Her Royal Highness the princess blocked the letter sent to Baituo Mountain without authorization, and entered the dark city regardless of her own safety. When Sword Master Yu comes out of seclusion, she will definitely blame the princess. Your Highness’s.”
Zhao Wenjun shook his head and said: "It's better than putting him in danger. I know that that incident hit him hard, and that child has always been a thorn in his heart. If he knew that the purple gold coffin would come back to the world, According to the news, I am afraid that he is even more impulsive and insane than these two, and right now... the situation is not the worst."
After all, Zhao Wenjun is just a weak female who has lost her cultivation. It is extremely difficult for her to prevent Bailiyu from arriving in advance.
As for Taixuanzong and Cangwu Palace, she is not that capable of controlling them.
The man in black armor said: "It's just that I didn't expect that Empress Ying Ji of the Zhongyou Dynasty could be so patient."
"It's not that he can endure it." Zhao Wenjun glanced at Ying Xiu standing somewhere under the stage and said: "This son has a very good way of dealing with his mother. He is afraid that he suspects that the person in the coffin has something to do with him. Blood relationship, as the 'only' heir of the Zhongyou Dynasty, he will not allow his position as crown prince to be shaken or doubted in the slightest. If Ying Ji comes to the dark city and truly confirms the identity of the person in the coffin, he will He was not the only prince in Zhongyou, and the people of Zhongyou were probably very shaken by the fact that he failed to bear the purple blood.
What's more, Zhongyou is good at the art of deception. A corpse that has been sealed in a purple gold coffin for two hundred years may not have its soul dispersed. As long as there are traces of the soul, and as long as Ying Ji is given time, she may not be able to find a way to resurrect him. "
She sneered and looked at Ying Xiu's back meaningfully: "This guy is very thoughtful. Although I don't know what method he used to stabilize Ying Ji, he went here alone, even if he really found out the coffin." The identity of the middle-aged man was dealt with secretly and became better. Afterwards, he could find any excuse to excuse his mother and fool her. The crazy Ying Ji had no ability to distinguish right from wrong in front of his face, so his purpose was naturally the same. Reached."
After hearing these words, the man in black armor couldn't help but sneer: "It is said in the world that the prince Yingxiu, the master of Ghost Sword, is a gentleman like a bandit, with an open and aboveboard heart. He has always been steady and self-restrained. He respects etiquette and ethics very much. He has never behaved inappropriately. He is someone else's good son that everyone praises and admires, but from this point of view, his reputation is just in vain."
Zhao Wenjun smiled helplessly, and couldn't help but recall the child who was as clean as rain in the bamboo forest courtyard on Baituo Mountain: "Maybe these praises are true, but they are just a little late. At least I really envy Ying Ji. To have such a son.”
The man in black armor was silent for a moment, then said: "Your Highness, what should we do next? Do we want to save them two?"
Zhao Wenjun shook his head and said: "No one can save them. The two of them are too defenseless against the corpse. It is an evil beast. The evil has entered the body and it is difficult for gods to remove it. They can only sacrifice their lives. They have no other choice but to save themselves." Fa, anyone who dares to approach them now will be doomed."
The man in black armor was shocked: "You mean, the two of them..."
Zhao Wenjun looked solemn: "One must die to break the situation."
"Huh... It seems that the master of the workshop who was able to develop the underground city to this scale is really a person, and he actually fell into his hands." Su Guanhai was so smart, looking at the unrecognizable corpse in front of him, How could he not guess what was going on behind this?
Yin Dufeng's lips were blue and white, and he was half-kneeling with a sluggish expression. His expression was frightened, angry, and confused, and he roared repeatedly: "Who made this boy look like this? How can I take it back to show to my daughter?"
He was about to die, but he was still thinking about his daughter.
Su Guanhai really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
