"This is a big demon!"

The pupils of the thin old man burst into a fine light, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Is this a demon beast in the Xuan Qi Realm? this is a real inferior demon......"

"These inferior demons, any of them, can destroy a country!

"There are actually eight heads here!"

Yang Mucheng's pupils contracted, and his heart was also shocked.

He still remembers that when he took over a mission, the end of his failure was the appearance of a big demon in the country......

The great demon of the martial arts world, appearing in the mortal world, is simply a disaster of destruction!

"This ......"

The thin old man looked at the eight-headed demon, as if he was contemplating, as if he was thinking about something.

"There's a bronze coffin in front!" Suddenly, someone looked into the distance and let out a burst of exclamation.

Hearing this, Yang Mucheng also looked at it immediately.

I saw that the bronze coffin, about four meters long and two meters wide, was extremely luxurious. The coffin was located in the center of a huge magic circle, and the entire magic circle was gathered with blood, faintly devouring the aura in the air.

"Up!"

Then.

A vague roar erupted from the bronze coffin.

Boom! Boom!

The people under the demon suppression stone were still looking at the eight suppressed demons in front of them in horror. At this moment, the eight huge demon suppression stones seemed to be activated, and all of them emitted a strange light color.

The big demon sleeping under the demon stone actually woke up at this moment!

"Roar!"

The first to wake up was the old turtle.

The old turtle lying on the ground, seven or eight meters tall, emitted a shocking light, in this burst of light, the old turtle's silent breathing suddenly became rapid at this moment, and the calmed heartbeat suddenly fluctuated at this moment.

And the demon suppression stone that suppressed him also completely collapsed at this moment!

Almost at the same time, the snake demon, the tiger demon, the eagle demon, the lion demon, the ape demon, the leopard demon, and the elephant demon and the other seven demons also suddenly woke up.

"Oh no, someone woke them up!"

Yang Mucheng thought of the process of the entire tomb and the location of the eight-headed demon, and his face changed.

I'm afraid that behind these eight demons is the location of Beixuan Zhenren. And the bronze coffin is where Beixuan Zhenren is located!

Thinking of this, Yang Mucheng made a 'poof', his body swept sharply, and rushed towards the old turtle that woke up first, and he wanted to kill the old turtle before it woke up.

"Roar!"

Looking at Yang Mucheng who rushed over, the awakened old turtle was still a little confused, it shook its huge head, showed a weird smile, and then let out a roar, and then raised its huge turtle claws and slapped at Yang Mucheng.

This claw, like a discharged cannonball, looks light and fluttering, but in fact it is incomparably powerful.

Rumble!

The attacks of the two sides slammed into each other fiercely, and the terrible sound was like a thunderbolt out of thin air in the entire Burial Dragon Mountain, and the entire mountain that shook was inexplicably shaking and shaking.

The old turtle's huge body staggered back a few steps, and as soon as its body moved, its stone-pillar limbs slammed heavily on the ground, stopping its retreat.

And Yang Mucheng's body shook, but he didn't move a step.

"Ahh

Of course, other people don't have Yang Mucheng's strength, and the awakened eight-headed demon, as if no one is in a realm, is frantically hunting and killing half-step Xuanqi martial artists. And after these warriors were bombarded, their blood turned into a puff of black smoke and poured towards the bronze coffin.

As the black smoke was continuously absorbed, the breath in the bronze coffin became more and more powerful and terrifying!

This situation made Yang Mu CD awe-inspiring.

"That's ......"

"What's that!"

"Look, on the bronze coffin!"

Bursts of screaming cries were heard.

On the huge bronze coffin, a huge figure rose up. His entire figure was composed entirely of black smoke, and there were endless black flames outside his body. With the crazy fight of the eight demons and the black smoke surging in the sky, this scene seemed to have awakened the sleeping ancient heavenly demons.

"Beixuan Zhenren!"

The thin old man let out a burst of exclamation, and he was the first to recognize the identity of the huge figure. "Sure enough, it's your ......"

"I didn't expect that the deity had been sleeping for hundreds of years, and there were still people in the martial arts world who remembered me. Beixuan Zhenren glanced at the thin old man and shook his head.

"Xuanqi Realm, the strength is good, but the qualifications are too poor. The ultimate life span of a martial artist in the Xuan Qi Realm is only five hundred years, and your life is about to end, your qi and blood are weak, and half of your feet have already stepped into the coffin...... Not even qualified to be my slave!"

He slapped it with a palm.

A pale white handprint fell from the sky.

But the thin old man is like a great enemy. I saw him snorting in a low voice, not daring to hide anything privately, and the qi and blood in his whole body exploded at this moment. The originally thin body was expanding rapidly at this moment. The gray hair quickly turned black, and the shaky teeth grew back at this moment. The shriveled and decaying skin fades quickly, like a baby.

In the face of this palm, the thin old man actually went all out!

"I don't know what to say, do you think this will stop my attack?

Syllable!

Shallow handprints, double down.

The thin old man only had time to cross his arms and protect him in front of him, so he forcibly took the palm of Beixuan Zhenren.

"Click!"

There was a crunch.

The arms of the emaciated old man shattered at the sound. And he was even more slapped by this palm and fell to his knees on the ground, and his knees slammed on the ground, which also burst open at the same time.

The ground beneath him suddenly cracked open and surged in all directions. Countless dense cracks, dense as spider webs.

"Old Liu!"

Yang Mucheng exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly looked.

I saw the thin old man kneeling on the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he was already completely out of breath.

"What?"

"With just one slap, he killed a Xuan Qi Realm martial artist!"

"Is this the strength of Beixuan Zhenren?"

"Now, we don't even have the qualifications to fight back......"

The hearts of the people palpitated.

The eight demons have already killed enough, and the more than fifty people who came to the demon stone are now only the last seven or eight.

"Beixuan Zhenren!"

Yang Mucheng clenched his fists and stared at the black shadow on the bronze coffin.

"You don't know what's going on. Then I'll tell you...... This burial in the tomb of Longshan is a dead end set by me. In order to lead people into the tomb and regenerate me. Bei Xuan Zhenren spread his arms and laughed.

"Hundreds of years ago, although I died, my soul was immortal, and I have been living in this burial dragon mountain. It's a pity that I don't have a physical body, and I can't cultivate into a ghost body, so I can only be trapped here!"

He looked at Yang Mucheng, his eyes full of greed.

"I didn't expect your body to be so strong, even stronger than when I was alive......"

"Your body, I want it!"

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