Thousands of miles of extreme darkness!
The army surrounded him, and magic sticks fell from the sky.
The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and everyone looked very ugly.
But at this moment, Lu Chen, who was the protagonist of this storm, actually took out a coffin and knelt beside the coffin and begged.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
"Is this kid scared out of his mind?"
"What are you asking for from the coffin? Maybe your elders can crawl out of the coffin to save you."
"This guy is just doing it for fun."
"Grandma, he killed the person and took the source. Why should we die with him?"
There was a hint of expectation in the eyes of Chrollo and the others.
Because what they saw on the card was this scene.
Their vitality!
Mu Bailong's face was full of disdain and he sneered: "Is this kid so scared that he went crazy and prepared a coffin for himself?"
Mu Qinghua frowned slightly and said, "It's not that simple. I felt a strong aura in that coffin. This should be his trump card."
"Even my father feels very angry? How is this possible?"
As soon as Mu Bailong finished speaking, Lu Chen suddenly knelt straight, then put his hands on the coffin board and pushed hard.
Creak~
With a muffled sound, the coffin board was pushed open, and a wisp of black air came out of the hole.
At the same time, a suppressed voice came from Lu Chen's mouth.
[The world of Yin and Yang is in chaos, and hundreds of ghosts march at night. 】
[The mighty gods from all directions are defeated, and the gods and Buddhas are stained with tears. 】
[Please sing a song and let’s fight again between heaven and earth. 】
[To eliminate demons and defend the right path, never forget your original intention. 】
"Six Paths - The Art of Reincarnation!"
The moment the last word fell, the coffin board was completely pushed open, and a hand stretched out from inside.
This hand was shriveled and skinny, like skin and bones, but it gave people a very powerful feeling.
"coming!"
Mu Qinghua's pupils shrank, and then the magic sticks above everyone's heads suddenly accelerated their descent.
In the terrifying life-and-death crisis, everyone fired up their weapons and attacked the magic stick crazily, but to no avail.
At this critical moment, suddenly, a black dragon flew out of the coffin and hit the magic stick with its head.
boom!
With a loud noise, the unstoppable magic stick was knocked away, and finally shrank countless times before returning to Mu Qinghua's hands.
"Mu Qinghua, if you want to hurt my disciple, have you ever asked me if I agree?"
A cold voice came from the coffin, and then a figure stood up.
This is a middle-aged man. He is wearing a brand new Taoist robe. He has a handsome face, but there is a strange red light in his eyes.
There was a sword tied around his waist, and a wine gourd hung on the scabbard. With his long hair flying in the wind, he looked bohemian.
His appearance caused an uproar on the scene.
"The coffin, a person really crawled out of the coffin."
"Oh My God!"
"What kind of technique is this? I've never heard of it."
"No, I remember that Lu Chen's master is not an old ghost, one of the Nine Heavens? I've seen old ghosts before, but they don't look like this."
"Is it possible that Lu Chen has more than one master?"
"It sounds like he knows Elder Mu Qinghua."
"I don't care who he is. Anyway, I know that we won't die."
The person who walked out of the coffin was none other than Xuanyin Sect’s previous leader, Xuanyinzi!
When Lu Chen got the "Art of Reincarnation", Xuanyinzi once told him that if there were signs that the gate to the underworld was opening, he could call the other party to protect the Xuanyin Sect again.
At that time, Lu Chen transplanted the Netherworld Iron Tree and then took away Xuan Yinzi's body.
But during this period, he encountered many dangers, but he never used this trick because... the souls of people summoned by the "Art of Reincarnation" will be trapped for eternity.
But now, he has no trump card.
"Xuan Yinzi...didn't you, old man, die in Jinling?"
Mu Qinghua's face was very ugly. He also participated in the battle between Jiutian and Jinling Twelve Sects. He saw with his own eyes that Qing Xuanzi blocked the attack for the old ghost and was bombarded to death.
Why are you alive again now?
No, he was filled with a strong aura of death.
There was a touch of sarcasm on his lips: "So, some kind of secret technique is used to awaken the dead corpse to join the battle. I just don't know how much power a corpse can have in life."
Mu Qinghua was a very decisive person in killing. After figuring out the reason for Xuanyinzi's appearance, he stopped talking nonsense, grabbed the stick and went to kill Xuanyin Sect.
Seeing this, Xuanyinzi grabbed his sword without haste and slashed forward.
His slashing speed was not very fast, but when the sword fell, sword shadows appeared in the sky behind him, heading straight towards Mu Qinghua.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
A series of explosions sounded in the air, and Mu Qinghua held the magic stick and defeated all the sword shadows.
"A dead person is a dead person and cannot be compared with a living person."
Mu Qinghua sneered, rushed forward and hit Xuanyinzi with a stick. The latter slashed out with his sword, knocking Mu Qinghua away.
Mu Qinghua frowned and attacked again.
There was a layer of golden energy lingering around his body, and every move exuded terrifying power, but every time, the Xuanyin Sect could easily catch his moves.
The two fought for more than ten rounds. Xuanyinzi seized the opportunity and stabbed Mu Qinghua's abdomen with his sword.
But Mu Qinghua chose to bear the sword forcefully, approached directly, grabbed Xuanyinzi's neck, and lifted Xuanyinzi up with fierce force.
The veins on Mu Qinghua's arms popped out, and he kept applying more force, as if he wanted to crush Xuan Yinzi's neck.
But at this moment, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Xuanyinzi's face.
"Mu Qinghua, dead people don't need to breathe."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly grasped the sword with both hands and raised it upward, as if he wanted to use this force to directly destroy Mu Qinghua's upper body.
At this moment, a powerful energy burst out from Mu Qinghua's body, which directly broke Xuanyinzi's sword, and at the same time slapped Xuanyinzi's chest with a palm.
With a loud bang, Xuanyinzi flew hundreds of feet backwards, and a big pit collapsed in his chest.
However, as he said, the dead do not need breathing or heartbeat, and this palm did no harm to him at all.
But at this time, everyone also noticed that there was another powerful Qi coming towards this direction from thousands of miles away from the extremely dark place.
Lu Chen understood that this group of people was either sent by Kunlun Mountain to support them, or they were——
The rest of the people have informed their elders about the Yin of the Extreme Realm, and now masters from all forces in the God Realm are coming to compete for the Yin of the Extreme Realm.
"Master, don't fight with him. Take us away first."
"Withdraw from the Divine Realm, we must withdraw from the Divine Realm!"
