Seven-character magic words, remnants of wood leading. Murong Huang looked up to the sky and roared, intending to collect the demon coffin. Summoned by it, the coffin was no longer moving, lying in the air, humming and resonating.

For a while, Amu's heart was shaken.

Although the real secret of leaving hatred is the nine-character magic word, I have to say that Murong Huang's method of collecting the coffin is far better than the time when Xiao fell into the sea wilderness and the netherworld hell.

If so, the current Amu is still a realm robbery cultivator, or even a low-level immortal. Then, this time, the coffin will definitely fly away.

However, today's Amu is already the consummation of the Heavenly Immortals.

For thousands of years, the devil's coffin has risen and fallen, and it has long taken root in Amu's Danhai. Amu's control of the demon coffin is far from comparable back then.

Murong Huang, if he wants to take the demon coffin, it is naturally not easy. However, at this time, the demon coffin resonated, and Amu would never dare to take it lightly.

"The last piece of coffin remnants!" Amu looked at the black wood at the center of Murong Huang's eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled. Murong Huang wanted the magic coffin, and Amu naturally wanted the last piece of the coffin's remnants.

However, this time, Amu did not use the magical dagger, but wanted to cast a spell.

Away from hatred, Amu naturally won't know it. However, Amu was confident that he could completely break the magic words that had been transformed from the seven pages of the Heavenly Scroll.

Because, Amu Xi has the inheritance of the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower.

The ancient scroll of the heavens, the demon venerable away from hatred, the demon family classics that have been handed down in the world. However, it is too barren, and there are only seven pages in the first volume.

And the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower, what she has learned in her life, can be said to come from the Remnant Heaven Ancient Scroll flying down the scroll, which is a total of twenty-seven golden pages. The next volume of the Remnant Scroll. It was obtained from the top of Ziyun Mountain in Purple Ghost City, in the endless tomb.

The Purple Immortal Tomb is Canghai Magu. All scruples are stored zài.

Although Amu did not have the twenty-seven golden pages on his body, but in the backyard of the ancient house of the Wang family in Shura Liuzhen, Amu got the heavenly goddess scroll of phantom flowers.

With the same root and the same origin, the goddess of heaven is even blue. Amu can naturally be broken, and he is away from hatred. Good bye. Amu clasped his hands on his chest.

In an instant, Amu Zhou's body went up and down, and above Tsing Yi. A layer of purple glow. It was an extremely special purple mang, within the Three Realms, that only belonged to the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower.

Purple at first, but. All Shura monks. I didn't feel much about this purple mang, but I felt that it must be an extremely strong spell. Because, they don't know who the Celestial Maiden is.

However, the purple mangs flowed, and all the Taihuang Star Monarchs changed their complexions. Both in this life and in the next. All people who are too wild will not forget the purple mang.

Once a giant of the sea wilderness. The entire Taihuang Gate was annihilated in that purple light.

"Celestial Goddess Technique?"

At this time, it was the Blue Devil, and their bodies shook slightly. Although the relationship between Amu and the Celestial Maiden has long been known to the Blue Devil, he has no idea when Amu will receive the inheritance of the Celestial Maiden.

In the Shura realm, how can there be a celestial maiden inheritance?

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there is a demon on the devil!" Amu looked cold, standing in the void, almost a word. Those eight words are enough to shock the soul of any Haihuang person, even if he is Murong Huang?

Murong Huang has a superior mind and is full of changes, in fact, he has prepared for the dagger that Amu has not come out. However, no matter what, he didn't expect Amu to actually cast the Heavenly Goddess Technique.

For the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower, the people who are too desolate have endless hatred and endless fear. That is, the cycle of life and death, the pain that cannot be erased.

The Celestial Maiden is a nightmare that is too wild, and she never wakes up.

"Purple Star Slash!

Amu snorted coldly, opened and closed his hands, and the purple light rose up, instantly forming a canopy. Purple light ripples, and the stars fluctuate. Immediately, on the canopy, thousands of purple lights suddenly burst out, like a rain of purple meteors falling from the sky.

Sneer-sneer-sneer-

The sound of breaking the air is endless.

The purple star is like a sword, and it pierces through a qiē in an instant, directly through the seven magic texts.

The seven magic texts were annihilated in an instant, and then directly turned into seven golden rays, flew back, and landed directly on the whirlpool of Murong Huang's eyebrows.

The golden mangs are clear, whirling and flying.

At the same time, the seal in Amu's hand changed again, and one of the purple rays directly wrapped around the remnants of the coffin in front of Murong Huang. In the purple light, there was a faint black gas.

"Huh?" Murong Huang raised his eyebrows, but at the same time sneered.

The Heavenly Goddess Technique, even if it is powerful, it is absolutely impossible to seize this piece of Murong Desolate and Xiao Luo, the last piece of residual wood that has nourished for three thousand years.

I saw that Murong Huang had a magic trick in his hand, and the remnants of the coffin suddenly shone brightly. The prohibition of the devil was opened in an instant, and the red and black rays filled the sky.

The power of this piece of remnant wood is even greater than Amu's previous two.

Boom –

Black light, purple light, collided in an instant, and the fairy power scattered. This is the most fierce collision between the two since the battle. The purple light dispersed, and the remnants of the coffin did not move.

However, Murong Huang still stepped back, wanting to unload the aftermath of the impact, and the seven ancient scrolls and the remnants of the coffin followed closely.

Although he didn't bring back the remnants of the wood, he broke the trick of leaving the hatred and collecting the coffin, and the magic coffin naturally obeyed the manipulation. Amu's heart moved, and the demon coffin flew out again.

Murong Huang, there was hatred in his eyes, his essence flashed again, and the magic trick in his hand changed suddenly.

I saw that a little red light, from the center of its eyebrows, like a red star, was rising. At the same time, a smell of blood dispersed in an instant.

It was a drop of blood! Demon blood! As soon as that demonic blood came out, the entire void was filled with a thick bloody aura. The magic coffin was instantly fixed in the air and was blocked again.

"Away from hating blood!" the Blue Devil, the Painted Soul, and the Immortal frowned at the same time. The demon coffin used to be a thing that the demon venerable was away from hatred, and this drop of hatred blood was enough to make the demon coffin safe.

"You want to kill me with a demon coffin, a fool's dream!" Murong Huang sneered, "Wait for me to kill you!"

As he spoke, he saw Murong Huang with a strange seal in his hand.

It was a kind of seal that Amu had never seen before. As soon as the spell came out, the fairy power was displayed. However, this time, it was not black gas, but endless gray gas.

"Underworld?" The black gauze girl was the first to see the clue, and she couldn't help but have a strange glint in her eyes. The immortal old man also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

But. In the eyes of the two people, there was hesitation at the same time. Because, that seal. In the end, it seems to be the dark. All the gray mangs turned into a round of slashes and went straight to Amu to slash down.

"It's so amazing, even I can't see the origin of that seal!" The sick boy frowned, "Isn't that the seal, even earlier than me?"

Murong Huang sneered slightly. Naturally, he was quite conceited about his own technique.

At this time, the magic coffin hung in the sky. Freeze without moving. Murong Huang thought to himself that Amu was definitely inferior to his strength without the support of the biggest magic weapon.

However, Amu saw the wheel slash. But he looked calm. Because. Amu's possession is far beyond Murong Huang's imagination.

In addition to the Demon Coffin, Amu's most powerful is naturally the Divine Coffin. It's just that Amu doesn't want to use that last killer weapon yet.

As soon as Murong Huang's spell came out, Amu's hands were already sketched in the void. It seems to be very slow, but it is actually fast.

The sigil covers the sky, and the forbidden picture is deduced. Instantly, though. It's a ban. At the same time, Amu flipped with one hand. The Canghai Town Dragon Whip is already in his hand.

Woohoo - roar -

Today's Canghai Town Dragon Whip, in the hands of Amu, has long been powerful. Hundreds, dragon souls soared into the sky. The art of forbidden pictures, the main guard. Canghai Town Dragon Whip, the main attack.

These two blows were enough to defuse Murong Huang's attack.

Boom - Rumble -

The strength of the two people collided for the second time, but they were still balanced offensively and defensively, and they were evenly divided. Then, in an instant, the two of them shot at each other, no less than ten moves.

Those spells, any one of them, are enough to shock the world. However, the two of them came at their fingertips and swayed freely.

It was another one, and then the aftermath of the energy dispersed, and the two people were still far away from each other.

At this time, the monks on both sides were standing more than ten miles away, all frowning slightly. Because, there was no situation in which they expected a direct and overwhelming confrontation with the enemy.

Murong Huang's technique is unpredictable. Amu's spells are endless. At present, it seems that no one can help anyone.

The demon coffin, the demon blood, is completely held in the void. High in the sky, there are also dark ghost coffins.

Suddenly, in the void, suddenly, cold air filled the air. It was a strange power, and it seemed to be quietly surging when Murong Huang and Amu were fighting.

Already, there were faint snowflakes that began to scatter. The sick boy raised his head and the corners of his mouth curved.

"Ambergris, are you finally going to show up? Remember, you like this kind of light snow the most! Almost, show up! I'm just waiting for you, otherwise how could the ghost coffin hang in the sky for so long?"

At this time, Tang Nu's brows tightened again, and he felt the blood coffin behind him, and began to shake incessantly. However, in an instant, Tang Nu was relieved.

Millions of years, since it is already doomed, so what are the regrets?

"Old man, do it me, or do you do it yourself!" In the void, Amu and Murong Huang were still fighting. Tang Nu looked at the innkeeper.

The innkeeper frowned, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face, as if he had something in common.

"Still, I'll come by myself! only two souls are missing, since it's you and me, we should worship ourselves!" the innkeeper smiled wryly. However, suddenly, the innkeeper's face changed, and he flew straight up.

The abacus in his hand had been held for a long time, and then it exploded directly. At the same time, in the hand of the innkeeper, a sigil was directly sacrificed, and it slammed into the blood-red coffin.

Whew-whew-whew-whe

The endless abacus, like a flying missile, was rolled with murderous aura and shot directly at Tang Nu. The innkeeper and Tang Nu are extremely close, and such a shot is almost fatal.

But he was wrong!

Tang Nu, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Old man, it's a pity, originally, you can still be reincarnated! However, you underestimated me, and even more underestimated the Holy Venerable! Why, I don't understand, it is an honor to die for the Holy Venerable!"

Goodbye, those endless abacus beads seem to be very powerful. However, as soon as they arrived a foot in front of Tang Nu, they were directly turned into ashes by the power transmitted by the blood coffin.

Tang Nu, with a faint smile, has already made a move. The dragon saliva slashed, and flew out in an instant, drawing a black arc.

"Extinguish!" The innkeeper's body almost just flew up when it was split in half by the black arc. Venerable Divine Soldier, if the dragon saliva is cut down, how can there be any living beings?

The innkeeper even heard Donnu's words. But his eyes were gone. Even if there is regret, it is too late.

Tang Nu smiled, that is to see death as home. The ambergris turned around and went straight to himself.

Snow in the void, ambergris dripping!(To be continued......)