"Amitabha, it turned out to be Mr. Nangong Shuo, the elder of the formation. There was a look of sarcasm in Venerable Venerable's eyes, and he looked at Nangong Chen, "The head of the Nangong family is really good, I am afraid that among the hundred swordsmen, many of them are ascetic cultivators in the clan, I can't imagine that the Arhat King Kong in my temple maintains the formation day and night, and it is actually to make wedding clothes for others." ”

Without waiting for Nangong Chen to answer, Luo Badao in the black coffin took the first step in anger and roared: "Nangong Old Lady, Venerable Lingmu, the old man needs great spiritual power at the critical juncture of cultivation, and the others are actually hindering it, are you a little out of the old man's eyes? Why don't you quickly open the eight doors and let the old man succeed in his cultivation, after the matter is completed, the old man will not care about you!"

Nangong Tai'a's old eyes flashed, and he transmitted the voice to Nangong Chen, "Chen'er, I have a special identity, it is not easy to make a move, you have to find a way to prevent Luo Badao from succeeding, otherwise, once he has achieved great achievements, even I am not an opponent, our sin has been committed by the Yinshan Sect, this old ghost will inevitably retaliate." ”

Nangong Chen's expression flickered, he felt that something was wrong, everyone reacted that the spiritual power disappeared, but the conflict came so suddenly, he always felt that something was not right for a while, and when he heard Nangong Tai'a's order, he had to agree hard.

"Understood. ”

Nangong Chen's eyes rolled slightly, and he arched his hand towards the three venerables, and said: "Masters, our Nangong family has indeed moved a little bit in the formation, in order to apologize, the Nangong family is willing to pay the corresponding price as compensation." ”

The faces of the three venerables were slightly better, but they heard Nangong Chen's words: "Our Nangong family is willing to compensate, the premise is that in the days of cultivation in the future, no one can move their minds crookedly, but in the past few days, the aura in this spiritual eye is always intermittent, and sometimes it is even thinner and abnormal, such a rich aura has been sucked cleanly, and the secret technique cultivated by Luo's predecessors must be very remarkable, right?"

"Nangong Chen, what do you mean??Don't want to delay time for this seat!!" Luo's domineering voice became more and more urgent, and the black runes on the black coffin gradually became transparent, and there were faint signs of instability, "Masters, don't listen to Nangong Chen's fallacy, their Nangong family has made every effort this time, and the plot is not small, when the time comes to steal the spirit and break through, I don't know how many Jindan masters there are, I am afraid that in the future, I will override your Dayin Temple, I have an extraordinary friendship with the host of our temple, and if I break through with the spirit, there will be a good reward, and quickly open the Eight Gates Golden Lock Prison Spirit Array!" ”

The three venerables looked at the Eight Great King Kongs, and the Pubei King Kong led by them smiled helplessly, "Senior Brother Hui, we haven't locked our spirits, otherwise, we wouldn't have to make such a big move." ”

The three venerable beings looked at each other, and for a while, they couldn't turn around, could it be that the aura had disappeared? No, the coercion in the sky was getting stronger and stronger, and it was obviously a sign that someone had broken through, and it couldn't be faked.

"Click!"

A thunderclap struck the sky without warning!

Luo Badao in the black coffin suddenly let out a miserable scream!

"Ahh

The eight rune chains continued to tremble, and at this time, Luo Badao seemed to be unable to leave the coffin at the critical juncture of cultivation, while his 'body' was motionless below, as if it were an empty shell.

"Boom!!"

With Luo Badao's screams, the lightning struck and broke through the makeshift stone house.

"Bang!!"

The sound of the vessel shattering was so clear.

In front of him, a round vessel carved with a peculiar animal pattern shattered, and crimson blood flowed everywhere, and in the vessel, there were many white bones piled up, which seemed to be the bones of some strange animal.

Yeluran's clothes were open, and on his chest, a blood-colored snow eagle totem came to life, but for some reason, the snow eagle let out a terrible cry, and blood and mottled aura were mixed.

The sluggish Yeluran noticed the hostile gaze of everyone, he suddenly realized something, his face changed drastically, and he shook his head again and again, "No...... It's not me ......."

"Whew!!"

In the black coffin, there was the voice of Luo Badao's great rage, and the eight chains made a clicking sound, rushing towards the place where Yelu ran.

"It turned out that you were a ghost outside the Saiwai Yangtuo, and you dared to use the spirit to strengthen the totem, so that the old man planned for a hundred years, and the success fell short, I want to drain your soul and refine your soul, I want you to die a good death!!"

Thundered!

The black coffin broke through the air and flew away, and the monks of Dayin Temple and Nangong Tai'a Nangong Chen all retreated, so as not to be affected, but there was a hint of secret joy in Nangong Tai'a's expression.

"No...... Senior, listen to my explanation!!"

Yeluran's eyes were as wide as eagle eyes, he waved his hand again and again, the depression in his heart can be imagined, he traveled thousands of miles, in exchange for a place in the supreme relics of Vajra, intending to strengthen the totem, in order to increase his little longevity, although the process in the middle stumbled, but many times to make up for and under the great effort, it was finally maintained until just now, just when it was about to succeed, first the spiritual power subsided, and then a thunder in the sky, the thunder contained some strange power, the precious materials he collected over the years, together with the quenched thousand bone cups were also destroyed, the most speechless thing for him was that he unintentionally became the target of public criticism, thinking that he stole the spiritual power in the eyes of the spirit。

"Titicaca!"

The eight black chains contained the power that made Yeluran's heart tremble, although he begged for mercy again and again, but when he reached this step, how could he sit still and wait for death.

With a gesture of his hand, the crutch that fell to the ground buzzed into his hand, and with a push of his thin hand, the head of the cane sneered loudly, spewing out a cloud of blood mist.

"Bang!"

Eight chains plunged into the blood mist at once.

I could only hear a long and shaking, and the blood mist dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jerujan was so angry that he disappeared, and when the eight warriors heard the strange situation, they all appeared in the stone house where Jeruran was.

"Roar!"

The eight warriors slapped their chests at the same time, and their spiritual power converged, and eight frost wolves appeared at once, and the frost wolves opened their teeth and claws, lifelike, and suddenly climbed on top of the black rune chain, opened their fangs, and tore up!

"Bang Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

Eight chains of black runes glowed with black light, sending the frost wolf flying, and then shortened sharply, submerging into the black coffin.

"Bang!"

The blood mist dissipated, Yeluran's clothes were extremely rotten, and there were even two bloody wounds on his shoulders, and his breath was unstable, but as he took a few deep breaths, the breath on his body became stable, and the wound also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the blow just now did not cause much damage to Yeluran at all.

"Huh?"

The three Venerables couldn't help but show surprise.

"Something doesn't seem right. ”

The Spirit Eye Venerable's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yeluran, and then at the black coffin.

The Angry Eyes Venerable's eyebrows were like knives, and he said coldly: "Luo Badao should be at a critical juncture in his cultivation, and his ability is less than one-third of his usual level. ”

"No, this Yeluran is a little weird, and it seems to hide his strength. Venerable Anger added.

(End of chapter)