The sky is full of blood and dust, and the ghost laughs are piercing. The whole Hanji town is eerie and terrifying. That Tang Ji, the magic was useless, and he was imprisoned in the void by a nameless force.

At this time, on the long street of the cross, the red mangs rolled, just like two huge red snakes, struggling incessantly. However, he was trampled on the ground by the messy footprints at the intersection of the long street.

Those footprints are messy, but they contain endless power, which makes everyone's hearts and souls tremble. The entire Hanji Town shook violently. Thousands of miles in a radius, all like volcanoes about to erupt, buzzing.

However, those dozens of footprints are like heavenly nails nailed to the ground, scattered faintly, but they are covered with a qiē.

The blood coffin in the void is relatively red and bleak.

Southeast of Hanji Town, inside the bluestone house. The sick boy naturally saw a qiē. However, there was a faint sneer on his face. He knew that a qiē actually didn't even start.

The current one qiē doesn't even count as a prelude.

The ghost body is silent, but it is also as stable as Mount Tai, and it does not move at all. In the black and white ghost pupils, there is nothing empty, like two black and white pools of water, which do not reflect everything.

Shen Ming didn't see the real ghost coffin at this time. And the shape of the blood coffin that fell from the black moon could not be imaged in the ghost pupil at all.

Murong Huang sat on the stone bench of the ancient mansion, but his brows frowned slightly.

At this time, behind him, stood Jumen Xingjun and Wenqu Xingjun. The expressions of the two people also moved slightly. Because, no matter how resourceful they are, they are not ghosts after all. They can't be as safe as Shen Ming and sick teenagers.

In Tang Ji's old store, Tang Nu's cheeks were tight. On his right hand, a faint black aura was already emanating.

Because, by this time, he had fully understood. The scariest man in town. It should be the sick boy Ah Xuan. Three thousand years of layout, he once thought that he had already controlled the young man, but the endless poison did not seem to have played the slightest role.

That sick young man, sober and skilled. Their own poison is useless. The law moves as you like. can seal the long cross street with messy footprints and silently.

That kind of means. Tang Nu could hardly have imagined.

And his own means have naturally long been seen through and even used by others. Yet, three thousand years. He was a Qiē safe. Sick teenager. I grabbed the medicine almost on time, and even yesterday was as good as before.

Tang Nu understood that it was by no means a existence that he could contend with. The sick boy wants to kill him, and it is not a matter of effort. However, he poisoned others with 3,000 and is still unharmed.

That can only show one point, that is, in the eyes of a sick boy, he is not even worth killing.

"What kind of existence is that?Primordial Immortal?or is it higher?" Tang Nu thought to himself. Then he involuntarily raised his eyebrows, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although the Tang family has guarded Hanji Town for generations. But he understands that he and many people in Hanji Town are actually ants.

But humble as an ant, there is something to ask for!

Tang Nu's expression gradually turned cold, he himself guarded Hanji Town for more than 100,000 years, isn't it just to wait for this day?

Fate or faith. That's all Tang Nu's choice.

Before the blood moon, if it snows, I will return! Tang Nu believed that even if someone saw the situation in Hanji Town, what could it do? Because someone must not be able to see clearly.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of brilliance flashed on Tang Nu's old face.

"When the Holy Venerable comes to the world, he can crush a qiē!"

At this time, the entire Hanji Town trembled even more. The red lights on all the ancient houses are crumbling to extinguish. The shadow of the coffin in the void can be dispersed at any time.

Inside and outside Hanji Town, many powers in the light and in the dark felt a little dizzy.

Tang Nu knew that if he didn't make a move, then the entire Hanji Town would go berserk in an instant. In that case, their first move will be meaningless.

There was no choice, the footprints of the sick teenager, forcing him to make a move. Such a variable may change a lot.

However, Tang Nu did not go out of the store, but his robes were drumming, and the power of the immortals was surging.

Suddenly, Tang Nu raised his right hand, and a black light that split the sky rushed directly out of Tang Ji's old store and slashed towards the long cross street.

Celestial Quadruple!

In fact, Tang Nu couldn't compete with the footprints of that sick boy at all, because it was not a level of existence at all. However, don't forget that Tang Nu has a powerful magic weapon in his hands - the Dragon Saliva Slash.

The dragon saliva slash, the venerable divine soldier, is close to the level of the nine coffins, and the power is indescribable.

Tang Nu waved with one hand, and the power of the heavenly immortals was infused, and the divine weapon body did not come out. It's just that a cold black glow appeared. Just like in the sea of fire, a black dragon soared into the sky.

This black mang, enough to solve a qiē.

Boom-click--

On the long street of the Red Cross, black light slashed through. In an instant, it was like a landslide and the ground cracked. The ambergris black mangs directly erased the footprints of the sick boy.

"What's that? Ambergris...... Chop ......" At this time, when I saw a sickly young man, his face was dazed. The purpose of his footprints was to see the power behind Tang Ji.

However, at this time, a vague memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ambergris?" the sick boy frowned, and he could only think of this name. However, he was not sure about a qiē.

The torrent of memory is like a surging river, but in his mind, there is a floodgate that is strangled and cannot be unblocked.

At this time, the seal was broken, and the cross street shook rapidly.

The two in the void instantly turned into snow doves, wanting to fly back to Tang Ji's old store directly. But the one in front of them didn't give them that opportunity.

Boom-rumble-click-

The loud noise was continuous, and the vibration was qiē. Goodbye, the long street of the Red Cross suddenly began to crack. The two straight staggered lines of fire directly burst out of the red rays that were hundreds of feet high, like a wall of heaven.

Those two are also a special kind of existence between the Three Realms.

But the red glow is not like a flame, but like a flame.

Those were actually the power of the ghost coffin, which was sealed by the footprints of the sick boy. At this time, it suddenly came out, like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable.

The two are at the intersection of firepower. What's more. The qiē in front of him was out of control. The shape of the blood coffin that fell from the void didn't completely swallow up the power that erupted.

Residual strength is dissipated. Enough to kill a qiē. The two snow pigeons disappeared in an instant.

At this time, the entire Hanji Town was instantly divided into four parts: southeast, northwest, and northwest. The vast snowfield, crossed and divided, is like four isolated islands.

"Huh?" Tang Nu's face changed when he saw it. "Not good!"

Because, he knows that all the power of the ghost coffin cannot be leaked. Otherwise, it may fall short. Goodbye, Tang Nu couldn't take care of it, and suddenly flew out of Tang Ji's old store. A black light covered his body.

Donnu hands. Suddenly sealed.

"Hanji Town. Forbidden!" Tang Nu shouted violently. With the voice of Tang Nu, all the ancient houses of Hanji on both sides of the cross street were instantly lit up.

Among them, in a house, countless red lines suddenly flew out. The slightest wisp actually connected the red flames above the entire Hanji Ancient Mansion into a dragon.

Moment. Those red flames are like life. Suddenly, it was like coming back to life.

And on that weekday, the embroidered woman, with a seal in her hand, floated quietly in the void. All the red lines are under her control.

In the other house, the big man who struck iron, carrying a sledgehammer, also stood in the void.

The door of the hotel inn has also been opened. The shopkeeper and the old man of the Tang family are far away, hanging an abacus, and there is also a seal in his hand.

That's the Three Great Heavenly Immortal Cultivators!

On both sides of the long street, in Hanji Town, other conspicuous characters have also floated in the void. They are all the oldest townspeople of Hanji, or rather, they are actually Hanji Town itself.

All of them pinched the magic trick in their hands and gathered it into the ultimate power to seal Hanji.

In an instant, the entire Hanji Town, the light brightened, and it was vigorously sealed. The power that gushed out from the long cross street was all charged in Hanji Town, and there was no leakage in the slightest.

"Embroidered girl, gather the coffin!" Tang Nu shouted.

Goodbye to the embroidered woman, the seal in her hand has changed. The red flames of the houses were like red flames, and they were instantly connected like dragons, and flew directly to the shadow of the blood coffin at the intersection of the long street.

"Iron man, refining the coffin!" Tang Nu said again.

The man who struck the iron suddenly sacrificed the sledgehammer in his hand to the void. However, instead of smashing directly there, it turned into a purple-gold flame and ran towards the coffin.

Tang Nu and the shopkeeper of the hotel, the two of them sealed at the same time, and they were controlling the entire Hanji seal. All the power gathered, and the blood coffin in the void suddenly absorbed a qiē.

The shadow of the blood coffin is false, and all the power is real.

Gather!

Boom -

Blood red to the sky, and the entire void shook.

桀桀桀——桀桀桀――hahaha――

The ghost screams again, echoing the heavens and the earth, like a song and a cry.

Blood, black light. Hanji Town, in the void, for thousands of years, finally turned into a blood-red ghost coffin.

At this moment, inside and outside Hanji Town, I don't know how many people suddenly opened their eyes. They are all waiting for this moment.

In the north of Hanji Town, Murong Huang raised his eyebrows.

"Do it!" Jumen and Wenqu suddenly obeyed.

Outside Hanji Town, black qi suddenly rose, and it seemed to contain thousands of soldiers and horses.

At the same time, the aura of several strong people also surged outside Hanji Town. The power that came to Hanji was definitely not limited to those who appeared in Hanji Town.

Also, the demonic aura of the eight directions is pervasive. There are arrays outside the town, and there are demons outside the people. It was an absolute mess.

The ghost coffin appeared, shaking the Shura Demon Continent, who doesn't want it? The battle of the coffin is about to begin, and there will definitely be a river of blood and a mountain of corpses.

And at this point, the other end of the game.

Xuenan Immortal Town, millions of ancient heavenly soldiers, the fighting spirit is like a cloud, and the dark spirit is like the wind.

"Kill!" Xiao Luo did not hesitate at all, and suddenly gave an order. In the Immortal Town, the black fog exploded. Millions of ancient heavenly soldiers, with the power of the Netherworld, rushed out of the Immortal Town.

On the hill outside the town, the Lord of the Shenlong Pavilion and the Lord of Lucun Xingjun had already put down the tea bowl and looked at each other. They fought and it was inevitable.

Chaos takes the soul!

Xiao Luo's face was cold, because it would be a Shura catastrophe. The plum blossom elf Wu'er stood on Xiao Luo's side, but there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

The ghost coffin came out, and Shura moved. However, in the southeast corner of Hanji Town, a sick boy, Shen Ming was as safe as ever. The black and white ghost pupils are still empty. (To be continued......)