Hanji town, snow-colored moonlight.

A blood moon, I don't know when, is rising. At this time, Amu, Lishui, Mo Wuxian, and Bai Wuming were lined up and stood on the roof of the inn.

Three white clothes, one in a black shirt, under the blood moon, it was dazzling.

On the fifteenth night, the blood moon was full.

At this time, a faint red light, crossing the snow, filled the entire Hanji town with a mysterious and mysterious color.

The four of Amu's divine senses dispersed, and they found that in the entire Hanji Town, there were at least dozens of figures, bright or dark, all watching the blood moon in the void. They should all be powerful monks from outside Hanji Town, robbing the realm, true immortals, and there is no shortage of them.

And across the two courtyards, the man in Tsing Yi that the four of them had seen in the old Tang family store during the day was actually standing not far away. It turned out that they settled in the same inn, and there was really some fate.

At this time, the man in Tsing Yi also saw Amu and the others, and seemed to be a little surprised, still smiled gently, and then nodded in greeting. The blood moon rose, and the man in green clothes took out the white jade porcelain bottle from his arms.

It was the soul-fixing incense that the man in Tsing Yi bought from the old store of Tang Ji during the day. Without hesitation, the man in Tsing Yi uncorked the bottle, put the jade bottle on the tip of his nose, and sniffed it lightly three times. Then, the man in green stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the sky, as if waiting for the moon phase to change.

The three people of Lishui, Mo Wuxi, and Bai Wuming also took out the soul-fixing incense of the old Tang Ji store and sniffed it three times. It is better to believe in what it is, not to believe in what it is not, everyone is in the same heart. Moreover, everyone believes that there is no need for such an unfathomable old man to use any shady means against several people.

Only Amu frowned, but did not take out the white jade vial.

If there is really a coffin in the blood moon, Amu believes that something strange will happen, but he also believes that he has a demon coffin in Danhai. A single qiē effect can be eliminated.

The old man Tang Ji is mysterious, and Amu wants to see what will happen without the soul incense.

At this time, the blood moon is getting thicker, but the so-called coffin has not yet appeared.

Gradually, the moon rose in the sky, and the earth fell silent. Inside and outside the entire Hanji Town, dark figures seemed to be waiting for the appearance of the Blood Moon Coffin.

But, it's funny. Of all the townspeople in the entire Hanji Town, none of them seemed to get up. At this time, in the entire Hanji Town, no one was holding the lamp, and it seemed that everyone was asleep. Only. In the cold air, there were several barks of cats and dogs.

Such a peculiar night of a blood moon. Maybe for the local townspeople. It's a very common thing. The wonders of the blood moon are not strange, and their blame is self-defeating.

In the cold air of the void, there was a trace of cold ice and snow. Hanji Town, like the Northern Wilderness and Cold Plains, is only Amu and Lishui at this time. I felt a different taste at the same time.

In Hanji Town, there was an inexplicable aura. That breath is extremely familiar.

The breath of the Three Realms Sacred Mountain? Amu and Lishui couldn't help but glance at each other. However, the breath was fleeting. Amu and Lishui have not yet been determined. The breath was gone.

It's like, there's a door, a crack opens, and then it closes in an instant.

At this moment, in the midst of the blood moon, a bit of black suddenly appeared. In the cold and quiet night, there seems to be a strange power surging. In an instant, the feeling of the whole Hanji town was different.

The aura of mystery was even stronger, and that power seemed to come from within the continent, faintly diffuse.

In Hanji Town, all the powerful monks who watched the moon seemed to be holding their breath, trying their best to suppress their excitement.

The legend of the Nine Coffins is not a secret in the Shura world, and everyone knows about the monks above the cultivators.

Nine coffins get one, but the town of three realms.

Blood Moon Coffin Shadow, many people will think of the legendary nine coffins. Goodbye, the black spots in the blood moon gradually spread, and the blood color of the entire Hanji Town gradually faded, and it was covered in darkness.

The transition between red and black is magical and eerie.

In the middle of that blood moon, a black shadow really appeared. And the black projection just covered the entire Hanji Town.

The long street of the ancient town, running through the north and south, the east and west, each has one, forming a cross shape. At this time, all the monks in Hanji Town were looking up at the coffin in the full moon, frowning and contemplating.

Amu Ze's magic eyes opened, red and black brilliance loomed, and a trace of electricity appeared in the bottom of his eyes, as if containing endless lightning. True Immortal One Heavy Realm! In the past, Amu's various miraculous abilities have been greatly improved.

It was probably an ordinary long street in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of Amu, it was a different scene.

Under the shadow, on the long street of the cross, at the moment when the shadow of the coffin appeared, countless wandering spirits suddenly appeared.

Some of the spirits were dressed in white shirts, with long hair hanging down like ghosts, some were faceless, just a human form, floating in the void, some were dressed in simple clothes, I don't know what age or generation, their faces were ordinary, but their eyes were empty and confused, and some were covered in blood and hideous, but they were constantly howling, teeth and claws, but there was no sound.

Under the shadows, the long street of crosses is scattered with a miserable white light, like hell.

Coming and going, bustling, I don't know how many ghosts, constantly shuttling and wandering. Each wandering soul seems to be an independent being. They didn't communicate with each other, they didn't look at each other, they didn't seem to know each other's existence.

Occasionally, they collide without any reaction, and they can penetrate each other's bodies without knowing it.

Those wandering spirits, just on that long street, kept wandering, over and over again. They are like lost children, but they cannot get out of the shackles of the long cross-street, and the wandering spirit keeps changing, disappearing, appearing and disappearing, and disappearing again, and I don't know how many people there are.

This scene on Cross Street shocked Amu extremely much. Looking at the expressions of the others, it was obvious that they had not seen this qiē when they left the water.

Only Amu can see the thousands of wandering spirits, wandering in Hanji Town. And in the whole town, there is still a dog barking, but the dog barking is getting stronger and stronger.

Where are these wandering spirits? What kind of place is this Hanji Town?

Looking up, the shadow of the coffin in the blood moon at this time became clearer and clearer. However, in an instant, the color of the moon suddenly changed. Blood Moon flipped. It turned black in an instant, and the black coffin was blood red in an instant.

The blood moon turns ink, and the black coffin turns red.

The red and black reversed, and everyone was stunned by this scene. Such a vision has never been seen or heard.

The blood-red coffin!

Wow -

At this time, there was an uproar.

Amu was even more shocked in his heart, because the coffin shadow in the Blood Moon at this time was the same as the Blood Soul Guardian had sacrificed and the Blood Soul Coffin that he had seen in the ancient well of the Wangsoul Ancient Mansion in the Red Soul Continent. Same.

"Ghost coffin!" At this time, it was not only Amu who thought this in his heart, but also all the monks who saw this vision tonight.

The ghost coffin, for the Shura people, has an extraordinary significance. Back then, the ghost venerable relied on the ghost coffin to crisscross the three realms.

At the same time, Amu saw at the intersection of the long cross street. A circular pattern floated in the void. Red mang. rushed to the sky, but no one else could see it, and a hideous grimace was clearly visible.

Supreme Ghost Face! Amu's heart was for a while. That grimace, Amu naturally won't admit it. Could it be that a qiē in Hanji Town is related to ghost coffins?

Meantime. The invisible force that seemed to come from the ground spread out in all directions. And those wandering spirits on the long street instantly became manic,

"Whew-uhh

The howls of countless evil spirits. Ringing in the Amu. One after another, the sound continues. They howled incessantly, shaking the heavens and the earth, and reaching into the souls of the heart.

Those howls, some heart-rending, some creepy.

However, goodbye to the three people who left the water, there was no difference at all, they seemed to be attracted by the coffin in the full moon, without the slightest fluctuation.

It seems that the Tang Remembering Soul Breaking Incense is by no means a lie. What the old man of the Tang family said was definitely not false.

At this time, Amu raised his eyebrows, and the Buddha's light divine thought at the center of his eyebrows instantly dispersed, enveloping his whole body. The endless Buddha's will envelops Amu in it. The howl of the chaotic soul was directly dispersed in Amur.

"The legendary Buddha cultivator?"

At this time, the man in green clothes not far away turned his head to look at Amu, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Just now, he noticed that among the four people, only Amu did not smell the soul incense.

Don't smell the incense of the soul, and scatter the Buddha all around. The man in Tsing Yi had a complicated look in his eyes.

And at this moment, a sudden roar instantly broke the silence of the town. This time, the attention of everyone in Hanji Town was concentrated.

Goodbye turned out to be a Yin Yang Tribulation monk, at this time on the long cross street, dancing with his hands, and instantly crazy.

"The legendary Blood Moon Rebellion?" in the void, I don't know which monk shouted.

However, Amu could see clearly that there was just a monk, who was in the air, and happened to strayed into the sky above the long cross street. Because, in the eyes of ordinary monks, nothing can be seen.

And several wandering spirits, as if they had found their prey, directly possessed the body and burrowed into the body of the calamity.

The possession of the spirit is actually an almost impossible thing for the monks of the Tribulation Realm. Because, the catastrophe realm overhaul once cultivated the soul and scattered the soul, and the soul of a qiē should not be able to get close.

However, Amu just saw with his own eyes that those wandering spirits went directly to the body of the Yin-Yang Tribulation Monk. It seems that those are definitely not ordinary geists.

"Senior brother!" another monk shouted. A spirit rune in his hand was directly typed. Qingmang Zhanzhan, it should be an immortal talisman. The one who shot was even more powerful in the sky.

An immortal talisman can completely calm the demon and calm the soul. At the same time, the flying tribulation cultivator also went straight to the crazy monk.

Boom -

That immortal talisman was the crazy monk in the middle, but it exploded violently, and the green light dispersed.

"Huh?" the Flying Tribulation was stunned for a moment, but he instantly grabbed his junior brother's arm. It is easy for the Flying Tribulation to suppress the Yin and Yang Tribulation, not to mention that it is still the same door.

However, it was only an instant, and everyone witnessed a strange scene. The power of the Flying Tribulation, as soon as he caught up with the monk who had gone crazy first, his body was shocked, and his eyes were blood-red.

Woo-ah-huh--

The two brothers were crazy at the same time. Then, he rushed up suddenly, and then he became even more crazy, as if he was in a panic, and actually rushed straight in the direction of Amu.

At this time, the blood moon in the sky, the shadow of the ghost coffin, became more and more red. (To be continued......)