Chapter 575: The Coffin Bearer!

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Langya came towards the three of them with a crow in her arms, and her lifelessness was monstrous, as if she had pressed a boulder in the hearts of the three of them, and Yue Xiaowu took the lead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The billowing flame energy swept away.

Langya only had the strength of the peak of the Waiting Realm before his death, and Yue Xiaowu was the master of the extreme of the Waiting Realm.

Yue Xiaowu's flame energy has a great restraint effect on the femininity.

However, Yue Xiaowu's such a terrifying blow, and at the same time with the flame attribute, even Langya's figure failed to retreat a bit.

It was as if Langya was completely immune to Yue Xiaowu's attack, and came towards the three of them mechanically, and the crow in her arms chirped again, as if she was going to die for someone.

Seeing that her attack had no effect, Yue Xiaowu's face finally changed.

Sister Phoenix didn't tell her about the situation in front of her, but Sister Phoenix said that the yin thing that is retrograde on the Netherworld Dao must be suppressed.

Seeing that Yue Xiaowu's attack had no effect, Yue Xiaowu's followers stood up and began to cooperate with Yue Xiaowu to attack.

I have to say that the two of them seem to have cultivated a combination of techniques, and after attacking at the same time, the power has increased a little, and they have bombarded Langya back again and again.

Seeing this situation, Ling Hantian couldn't help but glance at Yue Xiaowu's followers, what does it mean that a real person does not show his face?

It seems that Yue Xiaowu and this person are both hidden deeply, no wonder the two of them have been able to go all the way to the present, and they really have some foundation.

However, at this moment, the crow in Langya's arms suddenly flew up, and the crow, with a pair of eyes as white as the eyes of a dead fish, suddenly shot out two gray-white rays of light.

"Be careful, it's a death gaze!"

At this moment, Yue Xiaowuhua's face was pale, and the map above her head was full of light, facing the two gray-white rays of light.

The earthy yellow light collided with the death gaze of the crow, and the map above Yue Xiaowu's head trembled.

The corners of Yue Xiaowu's mouth overflowed with scarlet blood, but she also successfully blocked the crow's blow.

The raven's wings fluttered, and its direction turned sharply, and it actually killed the Heaven Fighting Alliance warrior who had no map defense.

"Be careful!"

Yue Xiaowu exclaimed, at this time, Nian was her partner on this mission, and if it fell, this task would be extremely difficult to complete.

"Aeolus Celestial Fury!"

At this moment, Ling Hantian made a move, and a wind lotus bloomed in his palm, and a terrifying storm swept out.

Ling Hantian had now broken through to the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and the power of the Wind God Heavenly Fury was a great move that could cause damage to a half-step king-level powerhouse.

As soon as the endless storm came out, the raven was completely strangled with just a snap of his fingers.

After the crow was strangled, Yue Xiaowu and Shi Nian teamed up to completely suppress Langya.

Seeing Langya, the leader of the first generation of blood brakes, being bombarded into slag, Ling Hantian's heart felt sad.

Once upon a time, the Blood Brake was an invincible existence in Ling Hantian's eyes, but at this moment, Langya, the leader of the Blood Brake, was bombarded in front of him like this, and there was not even scum left.

At this moment, Ling Hantian couldn't help but let out a long sigh, the journey of martial arts was extremely difficult, and countless heroes had turned into white bones on the martial arts, no one remembered, no one mourned, and there was no half-inch grave.

Since Langya's fate was like this, what about the other martial artists who entered the tomb of the Hades Emperor with Ling Tianyang last time?

Is the Lunatic Master? Is Jiang Rulong still alive? Did the hall masters of the Five Elements Palace, the strong men of the Blood Brake, and the great demons of the Demon Huang Pavilion all turn into white bones and fall forever in the tomb of the Hades Emperor?

With a deep sigh, Ling Hantian continued to move forward with the True Martial Madness Sword, now they had no way out, either they walked out of this avenue or turned around and walked back.

However, on the road of the underworld, the way back will be ominous.

With Ling Hantian in front, Yue Xiaowu once again suspended the earthy yellow map above her head, walking side by side with Shi Nian, following behind Ling Hantian.

After the battle just now, Ling Hantian once again showed his unparalleled strength, even if Yue Xiaowu and Shi Nian had the technique of joint attack, and there was a mysterious map to protect it, it was still difficult to compare with Ling Hantian.

Absolute power, enough to crush everything.

The three of them cautiously walked through the yin mist, and when they came in a row, they could still see many strong corpses lying on both sides of the street.

I don't know how long it took to walk, but the three of them finally walked out of the avenue.

It's just that when the yin qi fog in front of the avenue dispersed, what appeared in front of him was an endless cemetery, a tombstone with no end in sight, and the yin qi mist above the avenue was floating from this endless graveyard in front of him.

Ling Hantian was stunned and looked at the gloomy cemetery in front of him, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, it was hard to imagine how many people were buried in this cemetery?

"The Ancient Land of Burial is in the City of the Immortal, as long as we cross the Ancient Land of Burial, we can complete the task."

Just when Ling Hantian was endlessly frightened, Yue Xiaowu's somewhat excited voice sounded.

Hearing this, Ling Hantian turned his head sideways and said in a calm voice, "The cemetery in front of you is called the Ancient Land of Burial Corpses?" ā€

Yue Xiaowu said very firmly, "Yes, the cemetery in front of me is the same as what Sister Phoenix described, and it must be the ancient place of burial."

However, Yue Xiaowu's voice had not yet fallen, and a crisp metal impact sound, from far and near, came from the ancient place of the burial corpse.

"Tell it, tell it, tell it,"

The sound of the collision of gold and iron became clearer and clearer, and when I listened to it again, it seemed that there was a strange magic in this sound, and even the soul would be turbulent when I heard it, as if it was a kind of soul-snatching magic sound, and my heart was involuntarily attracted.

"Shut your mind!"

A terrifying feeling welled up in his heart, and Ling Hantian immediately urged the Nine Shadows Forging Soul Record, isolating the strange and terrifying sound.

However, this terrifying voice seemed to have an inexplicable penetrating power, and even if Ling Hantian closed his divine sense, he could still hear it faintly.

"Whoa!!"

The sound of the iron chains rubbing, like a magic sound urging life, Ling Hantian felt the sea of consciousness vibrate, and the golden soul power ocean roared and boiled, and said in shock: "What is it?" What exactly. The sound was terrible for my soul to leave my body. ā€

At this moment, Yue Xiaowu and Shi Nian closed their eyes tightly, and the earthy yellow map hung down strips of energy, protecting the heads of the two.

"Smack!!"

The strange sound sounded as if it sounded in the ears, and the heavy steps, and even the entire burial corpse ancient land, seemed to tremble unbearably.

The next moment, a tall and burly body walked out of the yin mist.

Ling Hantian took the Nine Shadows Forging Soul Record to the extreme, guarding the spiritual platform, and the two golden pages suppressed Zhihai, he opened the Eye of Delusion to the extreme.

It was a black humanoid creature with a strong aura of death that lingered all over its body, and it walked out of the end of the ancient burial ground.

The humanoid creature was comparable in height to the mountains, with long dark hair scattered behind his shoulders, flying wantonly, wearing a pitch-black suit, and his muscles were like dragons, with explosive power.