Shura Demon Continent Calendar, the Ninth New Era, 6,600 years, late spring, March 15.

This day was originally just an ordinary day in the Shura Demon Continent Realm. However, the wheel of cause and effect gave it a special meaning, allowing it to be recorded on the title page of the history of the Three Realms of Immortals.

Early in the morning, the snow stops. Hanji Town, a qiē still.

The sun is rising, and the cooking smoke is hazy. The cold townspeople, the early ones who should get up early, and the ones who should sell don't seem to be too different.

However, if you look closely, you will find out. Many people in Hanji Town seemed to be in a hurry, and their movements were a little faster than usual.

It wasn't a deliberate act, but everyone involuntarily sped up the pace. Walking, talking, and doing errands seem to be speeding up.

There seemed to be a special aura in the air in Hanji Town. Last night's snow seemed to bring a different taste.

In the dark, an unknowable force is on the left and right.

In the void, although the half round of the sun was still the same, and the sky was as blue as washing, in the eyes of many heavenly immortals, a trace of black and red qi could already be seen.

It was all from last night's snowfall. That's the breath that a lot of people are waiting for. That's the breath of a ghost coffin!

To the southeast of Hanji Town, a sick boy sat cross-legged in his room. The fire under the purple casserole has been extinguished, and Ah Xuan will not boil the medicine anymore today. Because, he has more important things.

The consciousness of the sick boy has long covered the entire Hanji Town. A qiē in the town is like a front of you.

Looking at the slight changes in those Hanji townspeople, a sneer couldn't help but appear on the sickly boy's face. Because he knows. In fact, what has changed is not the rhythm of the people in Hanji Town, but the time of Hanji Town.

Time in Hanji Town slows down, so it gives people the illusion that people in Hanji Town are in a hurry.

"Hanji Town. Sure enough, it is a node of qiē change. The aura here is actually starting to get a little thicker!" The sick boy muttered to himself as he looked at the black and red void outside.

It's just that such a change can probably only be perceived most truly by a sick teenager. The other cultivators, even the Heavenly Immortal Ninefold Ghost Body Shen Ming, can't accurately judge a qiē.

At this time. Shen Ming sat peacefully in her room, and she could only feel the abnormality of Hanji Town.

Heavenly Immortal Ninefold!

The entire Hanji Town, except for the sick boy who couldn't see through. No monk's realm can surpass Shen Ming. And the only one in the realm who is equal to Shen Ming is the man in black with a hat brought by Murong Huang.

The innate ghost body is the only physique that can truly and completely control the ghost coffin. Moreover, outside the town of Hanji. The great demon of the eight heavenly demons of the entire Heavenly Spirit Realm. Almost all of them were transferred by Shen Ming.

Therefore, judging from the cards, Shen Ming's chances of winning are quite large.

However, Shen Ming also knew that in the Shura realm, there were many great powers, staring at Han Jitang. It's okay tonight, if the ghost coffin appears. Then it will definitely shake Shura.

At that time, I don't know how much power there were. Will smell the wind and move. At that time, the Ancient Heavenly Demon Water Charm may all be there in person.

The Hanji Tang family is the head snake of the land. I don't know how many thousands of years, guarding Hanji, naturally can't be underestimated. But Shen Ming understood that the old man of the Tang family might be the same as himself, but a pawn. Otherwise, a fourfold heavenly immortal, what confidence does he have to control Hanji.

What Shen Ming has to do now is to wait for the blood moon to be full tonight. If the ghost coffin appears, she will do her best, because she has a commitment to the water charm. Therefore, at this moment, Shen Ming has been breathing in pranayama.

When the blood moon is full and the ghost reappears, Shen Ming must maintain the best fighting condition.

At this time, Hanji Town, among the various forces, the most relaxed was Murong Huang.

In the small courtyard in the north of the town, Murong Huang was still sitting in the corner drinking tea. Jumen Xingjun and Wenqu Xingjun are accompanied by the left and right. Compared with yesterday, there is only one less Murong General Zhanyun.

Drunken Moluo's news channel is far better than others. Therefore, Murong Huang not only knew that the Wangu Temple in the Remnant North had disappeared, but also deduced that Amu was already on the way back.

However, the Tang family seems to be very quiet, and the major forces outside the town do not seem to have any movement. The news, I have arranged for someone to spread it!" said the Giant Gate Star Monarch.

"Don't worry!" Murong Huang smiled calmly, "No, isn't it past noon?" Moreover, the news of the Remnant North Eternal Ancient Temple will take a while!"

"The big shopkeeper, Amu, will you appear?" the Giant Gate Star Monarch nodded, and then asked again.

"Theoretically, it shouldn't be! Because, in the entire Remnant and Battle Star Domains, only the domain gate controlled by Drunken Demon Luo has the ability to teleport to the Blood North. Even if Amu controls the Desolate Soul Beast, it is estimated that it will take two or three months to travel from the Remnant North to the Blood Moon Continent. But—" Murong Huang smiled bitterly and didn't say anything more.

"However, there is a good chance that he will appear!" "The Giant Gate Xingjun smiled kindly, knowing what Murong Huang wanted to say.

"That's right!" Murong Huang nodded, then looked at Wen Muran, "What does Mr. think?"

Listening to Murong nonsense, Wen Muran also smiled bitterly.

"What His Highness said is extreme, think about the sea wilderness, whether it is the battle of the Immortal Ghost Sect, or the later battle of the Brahma Temple, or even the later battle of the Black Water Hell, when will there be less Amu?

"However, I can't think of it, how could he have arrived?" Giant Gate Xingjun smiled faintly, "Unless he becomes an original immortal, he can cross the domain in one step!"

"Yuan Immortal?" Murong Huang couldn't help frowning when he heard the words of the Giant Gate Xingjun, "I haven't seen it for more than five hundred years, even if Amu has some chances, it is not expected to be!"

Murong Huang's tone is very interesting, because it is not a very positive tone. Wen Muran shook his head and said nothing. Because, he knows, what happens to Amu is not unusual.

That person has a life trajectory that no one else has! Sometimes, Wen Muran feels so powerless.

Xiao Luo was reincarnated in the tenth generation before he got the demon body. However, why, Amu always has to suppress him, and even the demon coffin that should have belonged to Xiao Luo is under Amu's control.

Xiao Luo is a devil, so who is Amu? Unfortunately, no one can give an answer.

"As long as Amu is not a primordial immortal. Then it's not a problem!" Murong Huang calmed down and said with a faint smile, "The broken demon coffin." In front of me and Xiao Luo, he can't play a role at all! Besides, I'm really looking forward to his appearance!"

"The demon coffin shouldn't have belonged to him in the first place!" Murong Huang subconsciously touched the ring on his finger, and his tone was very firm.

The sun is past noon.

What the giant gate Xingjun said, the movement of the Tang family finally appeared.

First of all, Tang Kee old store. The door was closed early, and then several important people on the cross street also moved.

A woman who embroiders at the door all year round. It's long gone at the door. The blacksmith of the blacksmith's shop put out the fire. And the hunter, who drove the dog to climb the plow, hurried out of Hanji.

The owner of the hotel and inn is like the sixteenth who came to Hanji. I visited the old Tang Kee store again. It's been a long time. Only then did he come out of Tang Ji and went back to the inn directly. Immediately, the inn closed.

Half a round of daylight, the light is bleak. The cold auspiciousness of the afternoon was a lot colder in an instant. Many Hanji people have called it a day early and closed their doors.

At this time, some strange outsiders came in from outside the town one after another.

First. A big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, thick eyebrows and big eyes. is too tall, and he actually carries an ancient wooden flat burden. That big man, his breath was extremely calm. After entering Hanji Town, we went straight to the southeast of the village.

Later, a woman with an ordinary face and ordinary clothes entered the village. The woman looked at Hanji Town, and her eyes were calm and waveless. In fact, she didn't come for Hanji, nor for the ghost coffin. But she had the feeling that tonight, he would appear.

The woman actually went directly to the inn on Cross Street. He knocked on the door and entered the inn.

Two such characters, into the town. Naturally, the parties reacted differently.

However, the only one who can see through a qiē is a sick teenager.

At this time, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and then frowned slightly. These two people, nothing to worry about. However, the power they represented made the sick boy's heart tremble slightly.

He was convinced that no one could take the coffin in his hands!

Heavenly Demon! Underworld! These are not the forces that should appear in the Shura Demon Continent Realm.

At the same time, the sick teenager suddenly had a slight headache. However, he knew that it must be the most important memories of his life that were ready to be revived.

Hanji Town, gradually quiet.

Although the sun has not yet set, it seems that the cold auspiciousness of this day is a bit long. There was no one walking on the long cross street, but it was not dark yet. It's been a slow day.

A slight amount of blood qi began to rise throughout Hanji Town. At this time, outside Hanji Town, there was actually endless uneasiness surging.

Demonic energy, murderous intent and fighting spirit! A lot of breath, mixed together. Within a radius, within thousands of miles, there are many strange powers.

Because, some people, choose the town. Some people chose to be out of town.

One continent, different blood moons.

In addition to Hanji, the rest of the Blood Moon Continent will also be a blood moon tonight.

The same is true in Immortal Town.

At this time, Xiao Luo looked up at the sky and was waiting. In the dilapidated mansion, the immortal old man did not sleep, but squinted at the last rays of light in the half round of white day.

In the valley of hatredless silence. The white-eyed old man, leaning against the door of the hut, looked at the many graves and frowned. In the end, he decided to stomp his foot suddenly.

"Seal!" The endless power of the original immortal spread from the feet of the white-eyed old man to the valley, instantly sealing the entire valley of silence, making the valley even more gray and hazy, and the death intention was heavy.

"Old, alas, add a seal, safe. Hades Venerable, don't be impulsive!If so, if you provoke the wrath of the Tianzhou Phoenix, I'm afraid that the underworld will not be protected!" The white-eyed old man shook his head and sighed.

In the Blood Moon Continent, many forces are moved by the situation. Because, the news of the disappearance of the Ancient Temple was dispersed by Drunken Demon Luo as quickly as possible.

Many people only laugh and talk, while some strong people naturally smell more flavors.

Big mountain, small building.

The Blue Devil stood in the Broken Heaven Pavilion, still looking south.

"The flow speed of the Lechuan River seems to be slowing down!" the Blue Devil raised his eyebrows. This is an unexpected observation, but in fact, the Blue Devil has also been thinking about how Lethe River can be reversed.

"Still, let's see the night of the blood moon first!" the Blue Devil retracted his thoughts, and then smiled faintly. Because, he knew that this night, he had not been out of the mountain for almost 3,000 years, and he would definitely have to go downstairs.

If the blue devil comes out, it is still light and light. (To be continued......)