Chapter 221: Connecting the Remnants of Wood
One eye is blood-red, the other is pitch-black. Left Eye Demonic Sense, Right Eye Demonic Sense. The demonic will is born together, and with Amu's demonic body cultivation at this time, he can barely see through the black mang. In the midst of the black mang, there is indeed a piece of black wood. This piece of black wood is very similar to the original one of Amu, but on a closer look, the black flower flows, and the runes on it are different, but the runes on the demon coffin are suitable.
"The remnants of the coffin!" Amu said secretly in his heart.
The nine coffins in the Amudan Sea have always been missing, and it seems that Wang Jue can't understand the mystery of the demon coffin at the beginning. The secret realm of the desolate soul was shattered, and within the enchantment of the demon coffin, for some reason, the remnants of the coffin automatically repaired the demon coffin.
"Repair the Demon Coffin!" Amu's heart moved, "If you can really repair the Demon Coffin, then will you be able to completely control the Demon Coffin?"
But how to repair the demon coffin, this is probably a problem that the king could never solve. At the same time, it is not known how many pieces of coffin remains.
Amu was thinking about it, but in an instant, from the remnants of the coffin, there was an extremely strong dazzling power. This liliang almost pierced Amu's eyes directly and rushed to his mind.
"Huh?" Amu hurriedly withdrew his gaze, but even so, Amu still felt a hot stinging in his eyes. This was the first time that such a situation had occurred since Amu cultivated the Demon Sense.
"Demon Intent Backlash!" Amu was shocked in his heart, I don't know why with his own demon cultivation body, how could he still be counterattacked?
At the same time, the mysterious aura in Amu's body, which had not appeared for a long time, except for the demonic qi, swayed slightly, and disappeared in an instant.
Amu frowned slightly, and Amu had always been very confused about the vague aura in his body.
However, most of that aura didn't exist, and it was even less than the number of times the demon coffin appeared, so Amu didn't care very much.
It appeared once in the secret realm of the desolate soul, and then it never appeared again, but I didn't expect that today, this breath appeared again. It wasn't a demonic aura, but Amu didn't know what it was.
"See what?" At this time, Qianzo Zhenren looked at Amu, and did not seem surprised by the change in Amu's eyes.
"A piece of coffin remnants!" said Amu.
"See if you can take it yourself!" Chizo Majin looked up at the black mist.
Amu nodded, mobilized the power of the demon spirit in his body, and formed a magic seal on his chest with both hands.
This Dharma Seal is derived from the Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra and is the authentic Demon Seal. The demonic intent dispersed, and a black light emanated from Amu's fingertips.
"Demon Lead!" Amu snorted softly.
The black light was like lightning, and it went straight to the remnants of the coffin on the top of the cave. However, the black light had just reached the black light cluster three feet in front of it, and after a slight pause, it dissipated and became invisible in an instant.
"Huh?" Amu was slightly stunned. You must know that the seal of the demon introduction is the psychic guidance technique in the ancient desolate demon scripture. can pass through all things in the demon family, although Amu can't talk about this technique, but in the magic coffin enchantment that day, the reason why Amu was able to recover the demon coffin was because of this technique.
But I didn't expect to take away a piece of wood today, but I didn't succeed.
Amu raised his eyebrows, thinking that Fang Cai was not short of capacity.
Once again, a black demonic flame appeared around Amu's body. This magic flame can almost be regarded as Amu's magic cultivation vision, and it is also a sign that Amu is urging his magic power with all his might.
"Demon Lead!" Amu shouted again.
The clusters of black flames were interspersed like dragons, rolling straight to the black light on the top of the cave. At the same time, Amu's eyes once again showed demonic intent, and a bloody light and a black flower in his eyes also shot directly to the top of the cave.
Three strands of magic power, for a time, the entire cave, the demonic qi is mighty.
Qianzang Zhenren's face was calm, while Mo Qing's body exuded a faint green glow, I don't know what the secret method of Tianzang is, otherwise with his cultivation, I am afraid that it will be difficult to withstand the power of the demon spirit exuded by Amu.
The three liliang streams on the top of the cave rushed towards the black light almost at the same time, but Amu saw that the remnants of the coffin in the black light did not move. The magic of magic induction did not seem to have the slightest effect on it.
Whether it was the power of the demonic gravity or the demonic consciousness, they were all the same as Fang Cai, and when they reached three feet in front of the black light group, they dissipated instantly.
At the same time, a backlash came like a sea of mountains.
"Hmm!" Amu snorted, and actually took three steps back, his chest tightened. Amu forcibly suppressed the gushing blood, and his face flushed slightly.
You must know that today's Amu is a Spirit Saint mid-level Great Perfection, and his combat power is comparable to that of a soul level, but he didn't expect to be forced back three steps by a piece of wood.
It seems that it will not be easy to remove the remnants of this coffin.
"Alas, the remnants of the coffin!" At this time, Qianzang Zhenren sighed, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said to himself, "Ten thousand years! ”
After listening to the words of Qianzang Zhenren, Amu had an inexplicable emotion in his heart, and he always felt that Qianzang Zhenren's words had a different meaning.
"Amu, today's old man will help you take away the remnants of this coffin!"
Hearing this, not only Amu, but also Mo Qing also had a hint of strange color on his face. Because, it was the first time they had heard Qianzang Zhenren call himself an old man.
Zaijian, Qianzang Zhenren raised one hand, and a soft green light emanated. Amu has never seen such a green mang, and it is an extremely inexplicable feeling.
The green light was extremely soft, faint as veil and mist. The clear light spreads, and the entire cave is like entering a fairyland. The hazy green glow is a bit like the light emitted when the ancient holy lotus blooms like a water.
As soon as Qingmang came out, the books suspended in the void in the Zaijian Cave Mansion instantly dispersed, and Fang Cai's demonic intent dissipated completely.
"Huh?" Amu's eyes narrowed slightly.
Because the magical powers of this Qianzang real person are extremely special, the books suspended in the void of the cave are not scattered in a mess, but are scattered around the roof of the cave in a very orderly manner, forming a huge circle, which looks like a strange magic circle.
At the same time, all the books emit a faint glow, intersecting with the green glow emitted by the real people of Chizo.
An extremely powerful aura is constantly condensing and forming, and what exudes this powerful aura is actually those endless books wrapped in aura.
The Tao is as clear as a net, like a fairy, swimming in the cave.
At this moment, Amu was extremely shocked in his heart.
"What kind of spell is this?Is it a psychic technique?But I've never heard of a monk being able to form a psychic formation with a book!" Amu thought in his heart and couldn't help but look at Mo Qing.
At this time, Mo Qing didn't have much shock on his face, he just looked at Qianzang Zhenren intently, and muttered to himself: "Everything can't be, all things are channeled!"
Mo Qing seemed to have an understanding.
"Nothing is impossible, the passage of all things!" When Amu first came to Tianzang Peak, he had heard Lishui say these eight words, but it was not transparent at that time.
Today, Amu heard this again and immediately had an understanding.
Nothing is possible, the passage of all things? Could it be that Qianzang Zhenren has reached such a realm? Easily come and cast spells at will, all of them become great arts!
At the same time, the books in this cave are definitely not magic weapons that have been refined, but the real people of Qianzang can actually use them to set up a formation. Such a method of arranging the formation, even Amu, who is deeply connected to the forbidden map, also feels incredible.
If this is the case, then isn't it true that everything in heaven and earth can be owned by it? What kind of state is this?
It seems a bit ridiculous to say that a spiritual saint high-level Great Perfection monk can have such supernatural powers.
At this moment, Amu suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this Spirit Saint High Order Great Perfection Qianzang True Person. Senzo is really a mystery.
At this time, zaijian Qianzang Zhenren, his hands were sealed on his chest, and it seemed to be an extremely ordinary Northern Cold method.
"Town!" Chizo snorted.
Suddenly, there seemed to be an endless inexplicable aura circulating in the entire cave. The green light of Fang Cai is getting thicker and thicker, and all the books in the cave mansion exude endless brilliance.
On the top of the cave, the circle formed by the books was dazzling, like the blazing sun. The dazzling brilliance made Mo Qing close his eyes instantly, while Amu showed red and black pupils.
Seeing that, the brilliance pressed towards the black light in the center of the cave roof little by little, like a ten thousand lightsabers, which could penetrate all things. At this time, the inexplicable aura in Amu's body was throbbing again, which seemed to have caused something resonant.
Qianzo Zhenren had a solemn face and stared at the roof of the cave tightly. The brilliance of the book is infinite, gradually suppressing and devouring the black light.
Amu could see clearly, at this time, the remnants of the coffin began to shake gradually, as if he was about to break free from some restraints. At this time, Amu realized that the most powerful thing was not the remnants of the coffin, but the black mangs that trapped it.
At this time, Qianzang's real power is invincible. The black light faded away, and the sight was about to be completely annihilated by the light of the book.
"Amu, lead!" Chizo shouted, his face even more solemn.
Amu didn't dare to slack off when he heard this, and hurriedly took the lead, and the group of demonic flames dispersed, and once again performed the magic attraction.
"Boom-" The black light that wrapped the remnants of the coffin suddenly dissipated, and with a loud bang, the entire cave was shaken.
The vast demonic qi dispersed, and a feeling that Amu was extremely familiar with diffused.
It seemed to be a demon's whisper, and the voice from the Nine Shadows came to Amu's ear again.
"Seal...... Ten thousand years, my soul...... Return! Seal ...... Ten thousand years, my soul...... Return—"
This is not the first time Amu has heard this voice, and it seems that this is another relief for thousands of years.
"Close!" Amu snorted. This time, the remnants of the coffin did not struggle, and the void swirled slightly, shook slightly, and flew directly into Amu's Danhai.
"Wow-" The waves split into the sea, and the remnants of the coffin fell directly on the shadow of the demon coffin in the Amudan Sea. In an instant, the demonic intent was horizontal, and the vision in the Amudan Sea rose sharply, turning up monstrous waves.
In the entire Danhai, in an instant, lightning and thunder roared, and wind and rain were combined. The torrential rain poured down like a pillar, and endless black gas hovered over the Danhai Sea.
Whirlwinds, lightning, black fog, and the Danhai of Amu seem to be breeding endless storms.
At the same time, Amu in the cave was already sitting cross-legged, but his face was extremely pale. From time to time, a black-gray aura flashed from Amu's face.
At this time, Amu can sense everything in the Danhai, and at the same time, he is also trying his best to control everything. But Danhai's endless, rampant-like liliang made Amu feel as if it was about to explode.