The bloody coffin hung in the sky, and the big hands hung down.

However, in reality, it was not a real hand, but a seal of blood mist.

At night, red snow falls all over the sky.

At this moment, the entire Hanji Town was shrouded in the seal of blood mist. Overwhelmed, overwhelmed. In Hanji Town, everyone felt a huge shock in their hearts.

That kind of coercion is very special. Because, that is definitely not the coercion of the monks.

Murong Huang looked at the red snow in the void and couldn't help frowning slightly. This kind of vision, when he was hiking in the Blood North Cold Plains, he had heard Wenqu Xingjun mention it.

That's the Shura realm, the demon-like existence zài.

Hanji Tangnu narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath of cold air. Because, he knows who is coming. Immediately, with one hand, the knife that was no more than three inches long was already in his hand.

The black glow was like a dark flame. The Venerable Divine Soldier is out of the Demon Continent.

On Tang Nu's side, the innkeeper also held the abacus that was originally on his waist in his hand. The townspeople of Hanji on both sides of the cross street looked solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The red snow in the sky smelled of blood and death.

At this time, it was the sick teenager in the southeast corner of the town, and they all slowly opened their eyes.

"What kind of power is that?" The sick boy's eyes reflected the red snow in the sky, but his expression was slightly dazed. Because, that void blood mist, with an aura that was completely unfamiliar to him.

That blood mist turned out to be a kind of storage that even he could see through. Vicissitudes of life, long and long. It seems to be a transcendent existence that transcends eternity, and no one can see through its true appearance.

The expressions of the crowd are different. Each has his own thoughts, but the mark of the blood mist has fallen.

Tang Nu raised his eyebrows. The body moves slightly, and you have to make a move. Because, he can't let people touch the ghost coffin yet.

However, at this moment, another force suddenly appeared in the void.

In the red snow, a black and white light suddenly flew from the sky. Under the big hand. Just like Changhong, across the sky, directly put the empty ghost coffin. Protect underneath.

It was actually a black and white stone bridge, and the atmosphere of ancient and ghostly was indescribable.

"Shura Palace, Nai He Bridge!"

The Void of the Stars. Raised eyebrows. At the same time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The legendary treasure of the Shura Palace, the people of the three immortal gates of the Blood Moon, finally appeared.

Boom-Rumble-Boom-

A qiē is instantaneous, instantaneous!

The Seal of Blood Mist and the Shura Nai He Bridge collided suddenly.

Shocking blood mist, endless black and white. Two extreme powers, comparable. Once again, a huge whirlpool was formed, whirling around the long cross street.

The whole Hanji. are all shaking.

Boom-boom-boom-boom

Several ancient houses on the long cross street collapsed in an instant. Tang Nu's heart sank. You know, this is the first time that there are ancient houses damaged in the ancient Hanji Town.

Moreover, he always felt that the ghost coffin was resonating, but there was no coffin here!

The aftermath of the shock, this time it was not absorbed by the ghost coffin in the void, but like a sheep's horn, it spiraled upwards and soared into the night sky.

At that moment, the black moon in the void seemed to tremble slightly. It was the power of the earth-shattering, weeping ghosts and gods.

Boom Boom -

The ghost screams again, and the geist floats.

Tang Nu's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but look up at the black moon. The sick boy, who also raised his eyebrows, also looked up at the black moon. The ghost body was silent, and the body shook, and a blurry image began to appear in the black and white ghost pupils.

Hahaha-ha

In the void, there was a burst of laughter!

"Shura Nai He Bridge, worthy of its name!"

Goodbye, a young man in a torn cotton jacket, extremely relaxed, standing lazily in the void, standing in front of the three white killing immortals.

"Pay homage to the young master!" The three white killing immortals knelt down on one knee.

Kill the gods! Kill the young master of the Immortal Palace! He is the sharpest sword in the Immortal Palace!

At this time, behind the killing god, two blood-red wings spread out, like the wings of an evil angel.

Bloodthirsty Shura, that is the oldest and most evil beast in the Shura world. Back then, it took the power of eternity to be able to seal the storage zài, what else did you need to say?

A sick boy, in the bluestone house, his eyes were slightly purple. His gaze, through a qiē, looked directly at the killing god, and looked directly at the blood-thirsty Shura.

The god-killing look froze, because he felt an extremely powerful divine sense sweeping over him.

However, the sick boy is frowning.

What the hell was that? He still couldn't figure it out. Killing God is the only character he can't see through at the moment.

And on the other side of the void, there were also three figures, which gradually transformed.

The first person was a middle-aged male cultivator, dressed in a royal blue robe, embroidered with a continuous palace. The man was restrained, his face was calm, and there was no wave in his eyes.

However, the realm of that male cultivator is by no means top-notch in today's Hanji Town, but it is only a heavenly immortal who is fully consummated.

"Elder Shura, Guo Jia!" Lu Cun Xingjun didn't say anything, but he couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart.

Shura Guojia is definitely an important figure in the Shura Palace.

Goodbye Guo Jia Behind him, there were two strange statues standing. They were two red-robed monks, but their faces were pale and bloodless, and their eyes were completely gray and blind.

Moreover, their bodies are full of endless dead and murderous aura, not like living people.

Blood Soul Guard! Heavenly Immortal Fivefold Blood Soul Guard! Everyone present gasped.

Blood Soul Guard, that is the ancient legend of the existence of zài. Legend has it that back then, the Ghost Venerable sat down one hundred and eight Blood Soul Guards, invincible. It's just that after the War of the Three Realms, I don't know how many remains.

The Heavenly Immortal Fivefold Blood Soul Guard, without the power of the Heavenly Immortal Ninefold, is almost invincible.

It is not a secret that Shura Palace has a Blood Soul Guard, but there are very few people who have really seen the Blood Soul Guard of Shura Palace. When I saw it today, how could I not be surprised?

And in the bluestone house, the sick young man saw the blood soul guard, but his expression was complicated.

"Alas!" for thousands of years, there is only a long sigh.

Guo Jiali was there, looking calm. Fangcai's Nai He Bridge was sacrificed by him. Blocked the blood mist of the god-killing gods.

"Everyone, look up for a long time!" Guo Jia rushed to the forces of all parties and gave up his hand slightly. Very generous.

The god-killing boy had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, disdainful of words. On the side of Tang Nu, low-key, it is also silent.

Only Lu Cun Xingjun, with a smile on his face, returned the salute.

"Elder Guo. Look up for a long time. It's a pleasure to see you today!"

"Each other, each other!" Guo Jia smiled faintly, "It's just." I don't know what to call Your Excellency, is it the second shopkeeper of the Drunken Demon Luo, or is it the Emperor of the Stars?"

"Oh?" Lu Cun Xingjun smiled, his face unchanged. "Shura Palace. Sure enough, it's not bad, and it's already familiar with Elder Guo!"

Drunken Demon Luo! Too Desolate to Preserve the Star Monarch! Tang Nu listened to it, and finally knew what kind of power it was.

Guo Jia listened to Lu Cunxingjun's words, and didn't dwell on it any longer, but continued to ask: "The second shopkeeper is already here! I don't know, when will the big shopkeeper appear?"

"The time has not yet come, the ghost coffin is in hand! The golden body is coming!" Lu Cun Xingjun said with a smile.

"If that's the case, the big shopkeeper doesn't have to come again," Guo Jiadao looked at Lu Cun Xingjun. "Drunken Moluo, it's better to do business in peace!"

"Oh?" Lu Cun Xingjun smiled, looking puzzled.

"Because, the ghost coffin will never fall into the hands of your drunken demon Luo!" Guo Jia smiled faintly, "As we all know, the ghost coffin is the object of the ancient ghost venerable, and the ghost venerable is the ancestor of my Shura Palace. The ghost coffin has appeared, and it is justified and belongs to my Shura Palace!"

"Oh, haha!" Lu Cun Xingjun laughed, "Elder Guo's words are wrong!"

"The legend of the Three Realms, the vast vastness, the general trend of heaven and earth, gave birth to nine strange coffins. Nine coffins get one, but the town of three realms. For thousands of years, it has been obtained by those who are capable. The Shura Palace is just a tens of millions of years of inheritance in the Shura Realm, how can you get a ghost coffin if you attach to the name of the Ghost Venerable?"

"The ghost coffin, the ghost venerable, all belong to the Shura Demon Continent realm. In any case, I'm afraid it won't be your turn, you sea desolate man to intervene!" Guo Jia sneered.

"The Nine Coffins belong to the Three Realms, what is Shura? Besides, we who have been reborn as Shura are also Shura people! In our past and present lives, we are all people from the Three Realms. Lu Cun Xingjun smiled slightly.

"Within the realm of the Shura Demon Continent, I in the Shura Palace, who would dare to compete for what I want?" Guo Jia looked at Lu Cun Xingjun, unwilling to argue with him about the length of his words.

Lu Cun Xingjun looked at Guo Jia, and was noncommittal, but changed his words: "May I ask Elder Guo, I don't know the Shura Palace Master, why didn't he come in person?"

"The ghost coffin is in hand, and the palace master is coming!" Guo Jia borrowed the words of Lu Cun Xingjun.

Lu Cun Xingjun listened, smiled faintly, and said unhurriedly: "I advise Elder Guo, the Southern Region of the Blood Moon is not peaceful. ”

"Hahaha!" Guo Jia said with a smile, "In the Immortal Town, but a million ancient heavenly soldiers, they may not be able to pass the Southern Regions, how can they overturn the blood moon?

"Don't hide it from Elder Guo, I really believe that the Xuantian Pavilion and the Hatless Valley, plus one of the Shura Palace, have such power. Lu Cun Xingjun smiled on his face, "However, the Lord of the UFO Palace, let me bring it to the Shura Palace!"

"Huh?" Guo Jia's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of color, but he immediately calmed down, "Thank you, take me back to the ghost coffin tonight, Shura Palace will definitely go to the UFO Palace, come to the door to pay respects!"

Guo Jiayu has a murderous intention, because the movements of the UFO Palace, even the Shura Palace, have not been mastered.

"The two of you, it seems that you are a little forgetful, do you regard us as nothing?" At this time, the god-killing young man spoke lazily, and the bloodthirsty Shura behind him seemed to start to go berserk.

Teeth and claws, ready to move. The eyes of the killing god gradually became blood-red, and the long black hair began to fly. In his eyes, the shadow of a ghost coffin was reflected.

Whether it's a magic coffin or a ghost coffin! Any coffin is actually what he wants! He seems to want it more than anyone else.

At this time, the ghost coffin in the void actually shook with a bang, as if it was about to open the coffin! Tang Nu's face became more and more ugly, and his arms trembled slightly.

At this moment, in Hanji Town, those forces that were still waiting were slightly shocked in their hearts.

The black gauze girl looked at the void, and from the appearance of the god-killing boy, she felt a strange sense of resonance.

Can it resonate with the underworld?What is the secret of that god-killing boy?

In the void, the black moon was scattered, and after the ghost coffin fell, it hung lonely in the void, looking at it coldly. (To be continued......)