Chapter 560: Impermanence Imperial Coffin!

In the secluded forest in front of them, the dead air was monstrous, the yin qi was pervasive, and there was a faint sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse, as if there were thousands of troops and horses. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shi Lao's face changed in an instant, and this was also the first time Ling Hantian saw Shi Lao's face change color.

"This, this is the legendary Yin Soldier borrowing the way, let's avoid it quickly!"

As soon as Shi Lao's voice fell, everyone seemed to disperse, and the hidden aura swept to the side of the secluded forest, lurking.

The next moment, everyone saw a scene that they will never forget.

The secluded forest shook, the yin qi boiled, and the dead air was pervasive, and among the golden iron horses, a group of yin soldiers wearing yin armor and iron helmets, holding mottled embroidered iron ge, rushed out of the secluded forest, rolling up endless white bone powder.

These Yin soldiers were lifeless, and their faces were rotten, exactly the same as the Yin soldiers that Ling Hantian had seen in the tomb of the Hades Emperor.

At this moment, a monstrous wave was set off in Ling Hantian's heart, why was what he saw along the way so similar to the tomb of the Hades Emperor.

Even at this moment, these Yin soldiers rushing out of the secluded forest are very similar to the Yin soldiers in the tomb of the Hades.

Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers, like locusts crossing the border, were lifeless, stepping on all obstacles, Ling Hantian had no doubt that even if a king-level powerhouse was trampled by the Yin soldiers, there would be no bones left.

The dead air that shook the sky swept by, covering the sky and the sun, stirring the heavens and the earth.

Ling Hantian and the others hid in the distance, holding their breath and concentrating, they didn't dare to take a breath, at this time, if they were bumped into by the Yin soldiers, it would be 100% dead and there was no place to bury.

However, when tens of thousands of Yin soldiers swept out of the secluded forest, a strange picture that made people's scalps tingle reappeared.

I saw that behind tens of thousands of Yin soldiers, two 'ghost things', one black and one white, floated out in the air.

The black-faced 'ghost' was dressed in a black robe, short and fat, with a serious face, a black hat on his head, and a black iron chain and shackles.

Another pale 'ghost' was dressed in a white robe, tall and thin, smiling, with a white hat on his head and a miserable white spirit flag.

"This, this is the black and white impermanence of myths and legends."

Ling Hantian's face turned pale, he had actually seen the black and white impermanence of myths and legends, coming from the boundless hell and seducing people's souls.

Even legend has it that the True God Gu Immortal would have a headache when he saw black and white impermanence, and this was an existence that could send the Emperor of Heaven to the end.

At this moment, Yue Xiaowu and the three of them were completely stunned, and Shi Lao's lips trembled, and it was difficult to make a sound.

However, behind the black and white impermanence, a coffin made of different materials floated out, and this black and white impermanence was impressively in the imperial coffin!

The next moment, everyone was stunned, and behind the black and white impermanence, countless coffins floated out of the secluded forest, densely packed, and almost countless.

First, there were Yin soldiers borrowing the way, and then there was, the impermanence of the imperial coffin!

Ling Hantian opened his mouth, his throat squirming, but it was difficult to make a sound.

What kind of world is this?

He had already seen the existence of myths and legends several times.

There were the ruins of the Ancient Heavenly Court before, and now the Yin soldiers of the Boundless Hell have borrowed the way, and the impermanence imperial coffin has also appeared.

What will happen next?

At this moment, Ling Hantian felt that his entire cognition was about to be subverted.

He felt that this world was full of endless secrets, and the world was mediocre, never looking up, like a frog at the bottom of a well, never able to explore the secrets buried in the long river of time.

Only by chance, those secrets submerged in the long river of time may reveal the tip of the iceberg, attracting countless reveries and speculations.

There had never been such a moment when Ling Hantian was eager to explore the secrets of this heaven and earth.

In the past, Ling Hantian had always thought that pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts was his life's goal.

But after meeting the old man of the village of the gods, he had a slight doubt about the so-called peak of martial arts.

Even sometimes Ling Hantian was thinking, what was the pinnacle of martial arts, could it be that the strength had reached the strongest?

Maybe it is under the heavenly dome where the rules of heaven and earth have changed, reaching the level of an emperor-level powerhouse?

This is the pinnacle of martial arts?

But today, Ling Hantian witnessed the Yin Soldier borrowing the Tao and the Impermanence Imperial Coffin, and his cognition was somewhat subverted.

Legend has it that black and white impermanence can send the Emperor of Heaven to the end, is the Emperor of Heaven the pinnacle of martial arts?

If the Heavenly Emperor is the pinnacle of martial arts, will the existence standing at the pinnacle of martial arts also face death?

Otherwise, why is there a Yin soldier borrowing the Tao and saying that the impermanence of the imperial coffin is said?

Where do these yin soldiers and black and white impermanence come from?

Is it Boundless Hell?

What kind of world is that?

Just as Ling Hantian was groaning, the dense, obscuring coffins floated out of the secluded forest and swept into the distance.

It took half an hour for these coffins to completely disappear in front of everyone's eyes, and it was hard to imagine how many coffins there were, and how many creatures had to be buried.

Ling Hantian looked at the direction where the Yin soldiers disappeared in a daze, and at this moment, Shi Lao's murmuring voice sounded, "The sky has changed, the sky is going to change."

Yue Xiaowu and the three of them were also awakened by Shi Lao's, but the sluggish expression on their faces was difficult to dissipate for a long time, and everyone's hearts were like a monstrous wave rolling, and it was difficult to calm down.

Ling Hantian stood up, shifted his gaze to Yue Xiaowu's body, and asked in a calm voice, "How far are we from the Immortal City now?" What is the route? ”

Ling Hantian's voice temporarily diverted the fear in the hearts of all the people, and they returned to the Immortal City.

Yue Xiaowu forcibly suppressed the horror in her heart, took out the map from the Sumeru ring, and studied it carefully.

"We are now a thousand miles away from the Immortal City, and my next route is through this secluded forest."

As soon as Yue Xiaowu's words fell, the other two martial artists of the Zhantian Alliance suddenly turned pale, and they had just come out of the secluded forest with great terror, and now they wanted to enter the secluded forest, they still had that guts.

Even Shi Lao's face was solemn, obviously everything had exceeded the level that a half-step king-level powerhouse could deal with, I am afraid that even a king-level powerhouse would be pale and powerless in the face of such a great terror.

"Let's go as planned!"

Ling Hantian stood up, carrying the True Martial Madness Sword, and began to walk towards the secluded forest.

The corners of Shi Lao's mouth twitched, and he also raised his heels to come up, and walked past Ling Hantian to the front, holding up the strongest defense.

Yue Xiaowu didn't hesitate and kept up with Ling Hantian's pace.

In this case, if you stay where you are, it is very likely that you will die faster, if you keep up, there will be at least one half-step king-level Shi Lao to support you, although I don't know if Shi Lao will abandon them in the end, but following behind such a strong man, it is always safer than staying in place alone.

The other two martial artists of the Zhantian Alliance were not fools, they groaned slightly, and followed as if they were fleeing.

One person and five people slowly stepped into the secluded forest.