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The Desolate Soul Secret Realm collapsed and shattered! The Sea Desolate Divine State, all sides shook.

The demon coffin turned into a real body, floating in the void, the demonic intent was swallowed, and the forbidden picture was displayed. Up and down the four directions, a world of its own. Let you cultivate your soul and disperse your soul, even if you are a powerful person above the Three Realms, you will never want to pass through the time and space where the magic coffin of one of the nine coffins is solidified.

A drop of battle soul blood flickered red in the dark shadow of the demon coffin. All of its divine power is constantly turning into Amu's rebirth power.

Amu, who is still a phantus, sits cross-legged on the demon coffin, gradually condensing. Naked and resembling a dragon. Beneath the bronzed skin, the bloody black bloom is endless. A head of black hair that grows at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Amu's face changed from blurry to clear, his eyes were slightly closed, his edges and corners were sharp, and he was as handsome as ever.

The strange purple-blue mark at the center of the eyebrows is still blue and bright in the shijie of the demon coffin, which is strange and mysterious.

At this time, Amu sat quietly and did not wake up. As everyone knows, once this purple-blue mark appears, it can stir up the entire Sea Desolate Divine State boundary.

The time and space where the demon coffin was frozen had long been cut off from all breath.

Amuru ancient Buddha sat cross-legged, letting all kinds of brilliance flow around Zhou's body, not frightened, not afraid.

Time flickered, and in a blink of an eye, it was seven years of mortal dust. That drop of battle soul blood gradually dimmed and dissipated. The purple-blue mark gradually disappeared in the center of his eyebrows.

On this day, Amu slowly opened his eyes, one eye was blood-red, and the other was pitch-black. Two rays of brilliance, straight to the sky. The left eye magic sense, the right eye magic intent, and the red and black pupils seem to be better than before.

Amu himself doesn't know how many days have passed, and his intuition is like a dream. In this dream, there is darkness, there is light, there is the figure of the demon in the secret realm of the desolate soul, and even vaguely there is a picture of the birds and auspicious clouds when they are first reincarnated, and the fairy aura is full of pictures.

Amu's dream is a shijie of the symbiosis of immortals and demons. Perhaps he himself is the embodiment of the immortal demon.

The aura of the demon spirit, running all over his body, Amu's eyes turned into clarity, and gradually calmed like water.

"Supreme Soul Initial Great Perfection?" Amu was a little surprised in his heart. He knew that the higher the realm, the more difficult it would be, countless monks died on the way to the spiritual realm, and countless monks, after stepping into the spiritual realm, could not move forward half a step in their lives.

On the same day, in order to open the passage of the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, Amu blew himself up. Although the God of War King said that the blood of the war soul could make Amu immortal, Amu didn't know what the process was.

In Amu's sense, between opening and closing his eyes, how could he know that seven years had passed through the mortal world? How could he know that this Supreme Spirit Primary-Order Great Perfection of his was the superimposed effect of the Demon Coffin, the Blood of the Battle Soul, and the mysterious imprint?

If the three get one, they will inevitably create a genius of the sea wilderness, and now they will only achieve a small Supreme Spirit Primary-level Great Perfection, which is a big mistake.

Looking at Danhai inside, everything is normal, the black rattan is like a dragon swimming, and the two drops of battle soul blood are shining like stars. At the center of the eyebrows, the ancient lamp of the war spirit, the lights are swaying. In the Black Demon Palace, the treasure chain formed by the nine white light beads was obtained, and it was completely hidden in Amu's neck. What surprised Amu even more was that Shen Yan's soul blood was still there.

Only the remnants of the coffin did not know where to go.

Amu frowned slightly, his mind moved, and the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet appeared on his left wrist. The treasures of their own original and the secret realm of the desolate soul are all there.

Amu was relieved and took a deep breath. A battle in the secret realm of the desolate soul is not illusory after all.

Sitting on the top of the demon coffin, Amu already knew in his heart that the time and space here must have been imprisoned by this strange treasure demon coffin that spanned the three realms, and it became a world of its own.

At the critical moment, it was this magic coffin that saved him. Otherwise, even if he can be reborn, he will definitely not be able to resist the shattering breath of the Desolate Soul Secret Realm.

All kinds of desolate soul secret realms flashed in Amu's mind one by one. Thinking of Zuihou's magic bell ringing, thinking of Zuihou's life-and-death battle, thinking of Shen Yan, thinking of Xiao Luo, Amu was embarrassed.

At this time, Amu didn't have the idea of resurrecting the Desolate Soul Beast immediately. Desolate Soul Ancient Beast, Ancient Xenomorph, infinite mana, I don't know if I can control it now, it is safer to split in the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet for the time being.

"My cultivation is still too low, otherwise how can I be passive everywhere, Zuihou needs to blow himself up to survive?"

At the beginning, Amu wanted to break through the spiritual realm, go to the northern cold, and find Master Yu'er. But now, he is at the beginning of the Supreme Spiritual Perfection, but his state of mind is different.

The small Desolate Soul Secret Realm, the demon cultivator of a spirit realm is just a decline, if it weren't for Shen Yan's hard battle, if it weren't for the blood of the battle soul to protect his life, he would have already disappeared his soul.

Now he understands the truth that the master warned Han Qianli at the beginning, so that he can overcome him before he can go down the mountain and walk the sea wilderness. There is no end to the path of cultivation. Within the Three Realms, there are countless powerhouses, although they are a demon body, they are still just a little monk.

Only the strong can survive and protect. Painstakingly sitting in the north peak for 7,000 years, relying not only on faith, but also on super strength.

Without strength, everything is delusional, what can I do if I find Master and Yu'er? Even if Master and Yu'er encounter accidents, what can I do?

Thinking of this, Amu was clear-minded and smiled helplessly. As soon as his mind moved, a white robe of a Beihan cultivator flew out of the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet and was worn directly on his body, and then Amu closed his eyes again.

Although he can't fully control the demon coffin, his intuition tells Amu. Sitting in a demon coffin and cultivating will inevitably have a thousand benefits for a demon cultivator like yourself.

The ancient desolate scriptures were summoned by Amu. Danhai's demonic power was mobilized. Thousands of spells, one by one in Amu's mind.

Understanding, meditation, and practice, Amu has to practice again.

In the enchantment formed by the demon coffin, the demonic qi is dense. Amu doesn't need to use the Ten Thousand Demons Immortal Technique, the mutilated corner and the rolling demonic qi leaked out are enough for Amu to practice.

The white robe, the black coffin, immovable.

During this period, Amu opened his eyes three times and closed them three times. No matter how time flies, only my demon heart remains.

Amu sits on the magic coffin and cultivates, and the benefits are self-evident. The rolling demon liliang provided endless nourishment to Amu. Amu sits in a coffin and repairs, like a tiger returning to the mountains and forests, and a dragon entering the sea.

On top of the magic coffin, Amu's cultivation was almost bottleneck-free, and the journey was smooth.

Supreme Spiritual Initial Great Perfection, Supreme Spiritual Intermediate Stage, Supreme Spiritual Intermediate Great Perfection, Supreme Spiritual High Stage, Spiritual Saint Initial Stage, Spiritual Saint Initial Great Perfection......

In the blink of an eye, it has been 30 years. If you count from the shattering of the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, it will be a full thirty-seven years.

At the end of the day, his heart moved, and Amu opened his eyes again, and his eyes were as calm as water.

"Master, Amu can be regarded as meeting your requirements back then! I can go to the northern cold!" Amu sighed in his heart.

This is a small level higher than when Amu went to the Northern Cold, Han Qianli's cultivation is even higher, and in terms of combat power, Amu is far superior to Han Qianli.

Amu didn't know that the demon cultivator Xiao Luo's cultivation back then, but he was conceited that his self at this time must be far better than Xiao Luo that day. Spirit Saint Demon Cultivator, now Amu is confident that he can kill all the monks in an instant, and the soul realm is all the monks.

"That's it!" Amu stood up. On the devil's coffin, the white-robed hunting, Amu is like a demon and a fairy.

Spirit Saint Intermediate Great Perfection, although Amu still cultivates the power of the demon spirit, but because of the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Gods Killing Technique and the unknown aura that seems to be absent in the Danhai, Amu's whole temperament does not have any demonic intent at all. All the deep demonic intentions are hidden in the heart, and the only thing on the outside is calm.

Amu still remembers that in the Zuihou battle in the Desolate Soul Secret Realm, Xiao Luo once questioned his identity as a demon cultivator. He didn't know why Xiao Luo was questioning, but presumably Xiao Luo had a point.

The so-called distinction between good and evil, the theory of immortals and demons, is a deceptive reck, and a theory of ignorance among children. At this time, Amu once again remembered the words of Master Wang Jue when he left Liuzhen.

I don't know Weishenme, but now every time I think of any of Master's words at the time of parting, Amu feels that there is endless deep meaning in it.

"Alas!" sighed, and Amu didn't think much about it anymore. If you count the rebirth through the crossing, Amu can be said to be a human in three lifetimes. However, everything in the first life gradually blurred.

The so-called theory of immortals and demons has long been unhindered.

Let me be immortals and demons, who dares to speak?

Although there is no time in the enchantment, and Amu doesn't know how long it has been, but he thinks that the time is not short. Cultivation doesn't happen overnight, and when you reach the point where you think you're satisfied, it's time to leave. The avenue is endless, is there no end?

At this time, Amu stood on top of the coffin with his hands in his hands. The black demon coffin and the white Taoist robe constitute an extremely vivid picture in the time and space of their own realm.

"Brother Coffin, we should go!" seemed to be talking to the Demon Coffin, but it was actually Amu talking to himself.

Zaijian Amu's hands are sealed, and the black and white brilliance is displayed. This is the secret method of channeling in the Desolate Demon Sutra, with this method, Amu, who has just arrived in the realm of the Spirit Saint, can return the demon coffin to Danhai.

With Amu's spell, the huge coffin body of the demon coffin vibrated and gradually turned into the pocket-sized appearance when Wang Jue handed it over to Amu. A small black coffin covered with strange runes was held in the palm of Amuto's hand.

At this time, Amu found that the broken corner seemed to have been repaired, not as it was at the beginning.

"The remnants of the coffin?" Amu smiled bitterly, he should have understood. Where the half of the black wood belonged, but how the remnants of this coffin could automatically repair the demon coffin now, he couldn't figure it out.

What would the complete demon coffin look like? I don't know where the remnants of the coffin were? This made Amu suddenly think of the black mist on the top of the Thousand Flowers Granny and the Northern Han Sect's Tianzang Peak.

It seems that if you go back to Beihan, you will definitely have to go to Tianzang Peak.

The world is like a mystery, Amu didn't think much about it, and took the demon coffin back to Danhai.

The demon coffin was leisurely, as soon as it entered the Danhai Sea, split the huge waves, and sank straight to the bottom of the sea, without any news. At the same time, a coffin shadow swayed in what should have been the place where the immortal roots of ordinary monks were grown.

Amu smiled bitterly, it seems that if he wants to use the magic coffin again, it depends on the chance. The Mystery of the Three Realms.

In fact, Amu didn't know that he was able to recover the magic coffin now, not only because of the secret method of channeling, but also because of the gradual communication between him and the demon coffin in the past forty years.

Although the demon coffin sank in the land of Danhai, it was in Amu's body all the time.

Cleaning up his mood, Amu stepped out in one step.

The magic coffin enters the sea, and the enchantment disperses. Amu returned to the sea wilderness Shijie in one step.

In an instant, the wind and snow replaced the mist. This time, Amu will come to the Northern Wilderness again, and he will definitely stir up the entire sea wilderness, full of wind and snow.

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