Chapter 246: The Demon Coffin Arrives

The monks of the Arctic Immortal Sea are all the best above the sea wilderness, and it is not a respected person for any Arctic Immortal Sea monk to walk the sea wilderness. But at this moment, in the face of that colorful thunder and lightning, the Arctic Immortal Sea Monk who was once high above was really like an ant struggling in the rainstorm.

The Arctic Immortal Divine Consciousness is all over the entire Arctic Immortal Sea, and everything is well understood.

The Arctic Immortal Monk has been in the Arctic for nearly 10,000 years, and his feelings for the Arctic Immortal Sea are needless to say. Those monks who were scattered were not his disciples.

"God of the Northern Wilderness, rest your anger!" The Arctic Immortal fell to his knees at this time, but straightened his upper body, "The old man is willing to die and no longer reincarnate to atone for his sins!"

After speaking, the Arctic Immortal Weng rushed to the heavens and kowtowed again, and the old tears were all over the place. He couldn't let the foundation of the Arctic Immortal Sea be ruined in his own hands.

This scene, in Amu's eyes, brought almost no more shock to Amu.

High in the sky, what does that seven-colored auspicious cloud represent?

Amu looked up at the sky, his sword eyebrows erected, although even the Arctic Immortal Weng knelt on the ground, the seven-colored auspicious clouds were enough to prove his strength.

But Amu was still standing, and the demonic energy around him began to rise and drum incessantly.

What's wrong with the Arctic Immortal Sea? Could it be that he resurrected the Desolate Soul Beast because he helped his own demon cultivator?

At this time, at least hundreds of Arctic Immortal Sea Spirit Saint or above cultivators have fallen, and such a loss is the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Desolation, which is not insignificant.

Are these seven-colored auspicious clouds going to destroy the foundation of the Arctic Immortal Sea for tens of thousands of years? Just uproot the sect of one of the seven great immortal sects of the sea wilderness?

Thinking of this, Amu's blood surged and flew up directly.

At this time, Amu suddenly felt that the demon coffin in his Danhai suddenly gradually floated, and this time it was different from the two times it floated on the cold plain.

This time it was calm, a self-respecting ascent.

And at this time, I don't know if the prayer of the Arctic Immortal Weng had a trace of effect, or if Amu, who soared into the sky, gave the seven-colored auspicious clouds a little shock!

The seven-colored auspicious clouds actually stopped for a while, and no more seven-colored lightning emitted.

Taking this opportunity, some of the monks of the Arctic Immortal Sea hurriedly sorted out and rescued their fellow disciples.

However, the Arctic Immortal Weng and the Arctic Immortal Sea Sect Master and other Soul Scattering Cultivators did not dare to make the slightest move.

They are all waiting for the oracle, because according to the ancestral teachings of the Arctic Immortal Sea, once the seven-colored auspicious clouds appear, there will be an oracle from the god of the sea wilderness.

But at this time, the seven-colored auspicious clouds just stayed high in the sky, and the seven-colored lightning wandered among the clouds, but there was no sound.

Amu stood in the void, dressed in a white robe hunting, and the vision of its demonic flame rising above it.

At this time, the ancient lamp of the war spirit and the remnants of the coffin were floating above Amu's head. But I don't know Weishenme, the black rattan is extremely languishing at this time, and the light is extremely dim.

Amu waved his hand and took it in his hand, and he seemed to be able to feel a slight tremor in the black rattan.

Canghai Town Dragon Whip!

If according to Murong Haiqing's statement that day, this is the real name of the black rattan, and I don't know how many dragon souls are sealed in this small black rattan.

What kind of power and liliang kind of power can make the invincible Canghai Town Soul Whip tremble? If it weren't for the remnants of the coffin and the ancient lamp of the battle soul, at this moment, Amu would probably not be qualified to stand here.

With a thought in his mind, Amu had no choice but to withdraw the black rattan into his body. Fortunately, the Ancient Lamp of the Battle Spirit and the remnants of the coffin are all normal.

"Hand over the Desolate Soul Ancient Beast!" The sound of an urn and an urn came from the seven-colored auspicious clouds, but this voice really reached everyone's ears.

At this moment, almost all the Arctic Immortal Sea Cultivators wanted Amu to hand over the Desolate Soul Beast immediately.

However, looking up at the sky, I looked coldly at the seven-colored auspicious clouds.

As soon as his mind moved, Amu didn't pay any attention to the seven-colored auspicious clouds, but directly took back the little desolate soul beast that was asleep on his shoulder and took back the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet.

A long black dragon flew out of Amu's mind, it was the general outline of the Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra!

"Demon, the unyielding person of heaven and earth! Demon will, the unwilling thought of eternity! Demon Dao, the road to heaven of 30,000 avenues. Demon cultivation, do not go against the heart of the blood to cultivate. Immortals block and kill immortals, Buddhas block and destroy Buddhas, only my demon way, and eternity is the only one. ”

As soon as the ancient desolate demon scriptures came out, they reverberated through the heavens and the earth, shaking the past and the present!

The seven-colored auspicious clouds are high above, looking down on the ants and sentient beings, and the Arctic Immortal Sea monks are prostrate on the ground, bowing to the god of the Northern Wilderness.

But between the seven-colored auspicious clouds and the Arctic Immortal Sea, there is a demon cultivator.

Amu cultivates the way of the devil, does not worship the Buddha, does not respect the immortals!

At that moment, whether it was compared to the seven-colored auspicious clouds above the sky, or compared to the vast Arctic Immortal Sea, Amu was so small.

However, the long hair is flying, many demonic qi are like dragons, Amu's face does not change color, and he is so tall at this moment.

Amu didn't say anything, the moment he ascended to the heavens and put away the Desolate Soul Beast, it said everything.

Whether it is the power of the heavenly court or the wrath of the god of the Northern Wilderness, all of this is borne by him Amu alone.

The Arctic Immortal who was kneeling on the ground did not stop Amu, because he knew that he could not do anything at this moment, and he could not do anything.

In the face of the seven-colored auspicious clouds, all resistance is meaningless. In the minds of the Arctic Immortal Sea Cultivators, that seven-colored auspicious cloud even surpassed the Holy City Purple Shadow.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly stopped, and between the heavens and the earth, there was only the sea breeze.

"As soon as the Demon Venerable comes out, the eternity will be empty!"

Amu's eyes flashed with black and red brilliance at this time, and he suddenly shouted in his mouth.

Suddenly, a huge black coffin came out, and at this moment, Amu stood on top of the demon coffin, like a demon venerable in the world.

The Three Realms of Heaven and Earth, a dead silence!

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At this time, thousands of miles away.

The woman in a white daze standing on the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms was extremely independent and indifferent, even without the ice mirror, everything in the Arctic Immortal Sea was in front of her.

Because, for the Northern Wilderness, and even for the entire Sea Wilderness, she is a god!

All the heavenly tribulations on the Arctic Immortal Sea were nothing more than the seven-colored lightning that she had just shot.

However, she didn't expect that under the Nine Thunder Tribulations, the Desolate Soul Beast would be unharmed.

That Arctic Immortal actually did his best to protect the Desolate Soul Beast. So when the Arctic Immortal and the monks of the Arctic Immortal Sea bowed to her and begged her to calm her anger, she didn't change anything.

In fact, there is no anger for her, and the little Arctic Immortal Sea can't make her angry, or it's not qualified to make her angry.

She was still calm, even indifferent, and it was easy for her to destroy an Arctic Immortal Sea, and naturally it was difficult to touch her emotions.

However, at this time, Amu stood between her and the Arctic Immortal Sea, and put away the Desolate Soul Beast.

If you want to kill the Desolate Soul Beast, you must first kill Amu.

Amu's resoluteness was something he didn't expect, just an unformed little beast, did this Amu actually dare to cost the entire Arctic Immortal Sea?

That's where she hesitated.

Ten thousand years of people who should be robbed, when the ancient desolate demon scripture appeared, her brows furrowed coldly.

"What can I do if my cold jade breaks the cycle of cause and effect?"

As her heart became cold, the seven-colored auspicious clouds thousands of miles away suddenly rained down a seven-colored lightning.

Seven-colored thunderbolts, piercing the sky, I don't know how many thousands of miles! It's just that lightning, like a seven-colored candle dragon.

Amu didn't hide, because he couldn't dodge!

It was only for a moment.

The seven-colored lightning went straight down to Amu, and this thunderbolt was enough to cut off the reincarnation of Amu III.

Past, future, present. That's fairy lightning.

However, at this moment, the demon coffin rushed out of the Danhai Sea and floated under his feet.

At this moment, the vicissitudes of eternity, the invincible demon venerable qi of the Three Realms, rushed straight to the sky.

At this time, the entire sea wilderness shook!

Those top-notch monks of the Seven Great Immortal Sects have many great powers hidden in the Five Domains of the Sea Desolation, and even the Three Realms of Soul Cultivation in the Eastern Sea and the Western Sea.

The black-and-white monks in the dark hall of the Western Immortal Ghost Sect, the old monks sitting in the ancient Brahma Temple in the East, the green-clothed and charming woman in the Southern Wuji Immortal Palace, the white-haired old man in the small shop in the small white city, the demon cultivators in the dark and chaotic canyon, and even the ancient and magnificent city floating above the Qingyuan.

They all have inductions!

Devil's coffin!Devil's coffin!Devil's coffin!

In the past 10,000 years, the demon coffin that disappeared in the sea wilderness Shenzhou has been in the sea wilderness again.

What floated at Amu's feet was not a small coffin, but the true body of the demon coffin was revealed when the Desolate Soul Secret Realm exploded that day. The magic is swallowed, and the forbidden picture is displayed. Up and down the four directions, a world of its own.

As soon as the demon coffin comes out, it can imprison almost all time and space, so although many powers sense the qi of the demon coffin, they can't lock its direction.

But the advent of the demon coffin is enough to cause turmoil in the Sea Desolate Divine State. After this day, there was no peace in the sea wilderness.

"Demon coffin!" The Arctic Immortal Weng was speechless in shock at this time, and he finally understood that the bitter son Weishenme wanted to help Amu with all his might. Because Amu is not just a demon cultivator, but a descendant of the demon coffin.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there is a demon in the devil!"

The Arctic Immortal naturally understands what this Demon Coffin heir means, and the secret behind the Demon Coffin is not just a Demon Lang who can prostrate on the ground in the entire Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture.

At this time, all the monks of the Arctic Immortal Sea were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Demon coffin!" The Arctic Immortal Sea Sect Master and several soul-scattering level old monsters seemed to instantly understand that the Arctic Immortal Weng Weishenme was helping Amu with all his might.

This Amu is actually the heir of the demon coffin?

This is their reaction, one magic lang is enough.

But as soon as he saw the seven-colored auspicious clouds, the monks of the Arctic Immortal Sea seemed to be in an endless struggle.

At this time, Amu stood on top of the magic coffin, and his momentum was unmatched. The long hair is flying, it is really like a real demon coming to the world.

Zaijian's seven-colored lightning, when he saw the demon coffin appear, actually swirled in the void before falling.

However, the seven-colored lightning that had just slaughtered everything had just fallen, and in the time and space of the demon coffin, it dissipated directly and silently.

The woman thousands of miles away stood in the wind, and the wind of the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms made her hair slightly messy.

"Demon coffin, after nearly 10,000 years, do you and I still have to fight again?"

The indifferent expression of the woman in white finally revealed a trace of bitterness. Because, Amu, who was standing on the demon coffin at this time, reminded her of the only man who could make her immortal heart ripple for tens of thousands of years.