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Two remnant suns, like fire falling into the sky.

The two heavenly foxes, Hu Qing and Yuhuo, did not resist the wind, nor did they use any spells. The two of them, like ordinary people, walked towards the ancient vine city of the Mu clan step by step.

The Tianmu Grassland is the birthplace of the Tianzhou Spirit Clan. Ten thousand years ago, Hu Qing and Yuhuo knew everything about the Tianmu grassland.

"Brother Qing, this place seemed to be a wilderness back then! I remember that when we were not in human form, we used to run freely here! At that time, Snow Shadow was just a white fox with a fledgling spiritual sense. ”

Yuhuo looked in the direction of Guteng City from afar, and was embarrassed.

Hu Qing looked at the ancient vine city coldly, and his eyes stayed more on the green ancient wood immortal vine. Perhaps, men are always more rational than women.

"Yes, however, the past is like smoke!" Hu Qing's eyes didn't have much emotion, "Now, this is the ancient vine city of the Mu Clan! Finally, we're going to find the Snow Shadow and find our coffin!"

"Seven days later, it was the wedding of the plum blossom elf and the devil. Yuhuo looked at Hu Qing, as if he wanted to remind him.

"Demon Love!" A cold glint flashed in Hu Qing's eyes, "Demon Venerable Snow Shadow is a lesson from the past! The Ancient Wood Clan, not even taking it as a warning? This is against the mandate of heaven! The Tianzhou Spirit Clan, it is really sadder than the other!"

Yuhuo was speechless, she understood that the choice of the crow back then had always been a pain in Hu Qing's heart. Albeit. Hu Qing was already serving Amu, but he still couldn't understand Ya'er's choice.

Jade Fire. I understand the crows a little.

The love of demons is now the love of demons. About. Hu Qing, the supreme power of the spirit race thousands of years ago, really didn't want to accept it.

"Seven days later, all the Spirit Clans on Tianzhou will know that the Heavenly Fox has returned!" Hu Qing's mouth curved slightly, and he smiled coldly, "The ninth day of the ninth month of September is a good day! That will be the death day of many Spirit Clans!"

Hu Qing didn't say anything more, and Yuhuo sighed softly. Then, the two of them went directly into Guteng City. Now. In the Ancient Vine City, except for Xiao Luo, no one knew these two ancient peerless heavenly foxes.

And Xiao Luo will definitely choose silence!

............

Tianbei, immortal burial snow mountain. Liuzhen, the old residence of the Wang family.

At dusk, the two remnant suns are staggered. The black-clothed king was jue, dragging two long shadows behind him, walking slowly. Returning from the depths of the Immortal Burial Snow Mountain.

It was a normal sunset.

For 700 years, Liuzhen has been the same as before. It's just that Liu Zhen is actually slowly maturing. Today's Tianzhou Willow Town is no different from Shura and Haihuang Willow Town.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine townspeople. Exactly the same layout.

It's just that this day seems to have come a little early.

The backyard of the Wang family is surrounded by black mangs. Seven hundred years as before.

However, when the door of the house is opened. Wang Jue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. Because, at that moment. The light of the black cocoon in the backyard of the Wang family has changed a little.

"Is it possible that 700 years will break out of the cocoon?" This is 300 years earlier than the thousand years that the king had expected.

Open the door, close the door. Then, Wang Jue only took one step and stood directly in the backyard. At this time, the color of the black light began to fade gradually.

Canghai Town Dragon Whip, the nine hundred and ninety-nine ancient dragon souls that Canghai subdues are sealed.

Wrapped in dragon energy, it turns into a cocoon. Seven hundred years of practice, this is Amu's longest practice after 5,000 years of cultivation at the bottom of the Shura Realm.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon souls, completely into the body. Then Amu's realm will advance by leaps and bounds and go to the next level.

Wang Jue stood in the backyard, squinting at the fading black calluse, and sighed slightly in his heart. The people who should be robbed for thousands of years are really extraordinary.

In terms of talent, Wang Jue thinks that no one can surpass the ninety-nine generations before the sea.

Cultivating the Three Lives of Immortals and Demons, Wang Jue was only 100,000 years in the Three Realms, and then he stepped into the realm of Half Venerable. This is enough to be proud of the Three Realms.

However, Wang Jue only inherited the past and enlightened the latter. In front of Amu, the king must also sigh. Amu's speed is definitely the first person in the Three Realms. Amu's fate, he can't see clearly.

"Canghai Immortal Venerable, is it true that you have arranged it?" Wang Jue looked up at the sky and asked in his heart.

The ancient flow of the sea has been for a hundred generations, and there is the shadow of the sea everywhere. The cause and effect of the Three Realms chess game does not seem to be able to get rid of the sea of Qiqi.

The sun sets, and the sea of stars gradually appears.

The light of the black callus is still converging. The dragon soul refining has entered the final stage.

This night, the king never went out of the backyard, but fortunately he was directly here. Three clusters of essences, faintly floating in the three directions above Amu's head.

Those were the three peerless souls.

The trinity of Shenlang, Molang, and Wang Jue are protecting the Dharma in the final cultivation stage of Amu.

The stars are in the sky, and the night is falling. The night in Willow Town is still quiet. Time is like water, flowing little by little.

Seven hundred years ago, Amu was locked up by Wang Jue with a peerless secret method. Inside that black cocoon, it is almost a world of its own. Amu is cross-legged inside, and his mind is clear, but he can't communicate with the outside world.

The dragon soul entered the body and broke out of the cocoon! That was the last message that Amu received from the master.

For 700 years, Amu has practiced day and night.

After repairing the demon coffin, Amu stayed in the Three Realms Sacred Mountain for a short period of several decades. Amu, although he is already the first perfection of the original immortal, but due to his own realm, the control of the demon coffin is still lacking.

The double coffins of gods and demons are like two treasures. In fact, as long as one of them is excavated, Amu can achieve a qualitative leap.

For 700 years, the heart is like water. Seven hundred years, calm as waves. This can be said to be the most quiet 700 years since Amu practiced.

Because, he knew that he was in Tianzhou Liuzhen.

Outside this small world, there is an incomparably powerful master in charge, absolutely safe. Master Wang Jue, will arrange a qiē. What he needs to do is practice, as long as the dragon soul enters the body, then he can break out of the cocoon.

For monks, the realm is life.

The sea is full of tricks, all the time. Within the Danhai, the green mangs cover the sea. Whether it is the demonic qi rooted in the demon coffin or the Buddha qi of the Buddha lamp in the bitter sea, it has been transformed into a Taoist green mang.

Inside the black cocoon, Amu had long forgotten the time, but those dragon souls could only linger outside the body. Amu could clearly perceive the existence of those dragon souls, but he couldn't accept them into the sea.

I don't know how many years have passed, I don't know how many weeks have passed.

Amu just felt that his Danhai was gradually filled with amazing power. It seems that one day the waves will be high and the tsunami will be the world.

For 700 years, it was a familiar and unfamiliar feeling.

It was the dawn before dawn! It was a prelude to promotion!

Suddenly, at this moment, a dragon soul roared straight into the Amudan Sea!

At that moment, it was like a meteor in the night. Although it was not enough to light up the night, it was a moment when Qiē began to change.

The Danhai is churning, and the immortal power is endless. A dragon soul, like a lead, ignites a qiē.

Amu's heart is endlessly surging.

A dragon soul, a meteor.

In an instant, one, two, three......

Ten paths, one hundred paths......

Intertwined like a net, Danhai becomes its own canopy.

Whew-boom--

Amu's Danhai is like a volcano that has been dormant for thousands of years. Endless power, erupting, roaring, and merging.

The magic coffin is shining, and the dragon soul is returned!

Nine hundred and ninety dragon souls flew into the Danhai Sea one after another. The Tao roared, as if from ancient times.

At that moment, Amu's strength was rising sharply.

The original immortal is double, the original immortal is threefold, and the original immortal is fourfold......

There seems to be a distant door in Amu's Danhai. The door, in a trance, seems to be there and nothing. In the long darkness, no one knew where the door led.

However, at this point, a gap opened in the door.

A light from the sky, a black glow, and a proud black figure with long hair. The figure, with its back to Amu.

Amu, I don't know who it is!

Endless power, infused with Amu's limbs and bones. Nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon souls, completely integrated into Amu's body. That was the last time Amu sacrificed his body.

"Stroking the long sword, stepping on the snow song, long and eternal, flicking your fingers and hurrying by! No matter how old the sky is wasted, red face and white hair, who can know me? The rolling red dust is immeasurable, who is the immortal? Who is the demon??"

The long-haired figure actually sang a song of hatred.

Boom -

The light of the sky exploded, and in the Amdan Sea, a strange light was like a roulette wheel. Endless black rays rushed to the sky and scattered, bathing Amu's body.

In the backyard of the Wang family, the stars fell like rain.

Dressed in a black robe, the dragon mangs are around.

Tianzhou Liuzhen, 700 years later, Amu broke the cocoon and soared to the sky! The body of the Demon Venerable is truly finally complete!(The novel "Nine Coffins" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)

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