The remnants of the day gradually faded. A blood moon is rising.

One continent, different blood moons. On this night, in the entire Shura world, only Hanji Town, within a radius of thousands of miles, saw the blood moon full.

In other realms, there is only a blood-colored waning moon.

As soon as the blood moon comes out, Hanji dies and dies, which is the law of unknown thousands of years. However, on this night, a qiē seems to begin to change gradually.

The blood moon is gradually rising, and the red flowers are faintly dispersed. In the deep night, there is no starlight, only the red moon embedded in the night sky.

Hanji Ancient Town, although every family is still closed, but with the spread of the blood moonlight, a little red flame gradually appeared above every Hanji ancient house.

The red flame is like a lamp levitating, the outer flame is blood, and the inner core is ink.

This is true of all ancient houses. Even the stone house of the sick boy and Shen Ming in the southeast corner of the town, as well as the mansion where Murong Huang was located in the northwest, were no exception.

The mansions in the entire Hanji Town are of the same scale, the same style, and uniform. At this time, the red flame resonated with the blood moon. It seems that it was laid out many thousands of years ago.

Floating light, ghostly fire, blood and weird.

Hanji is silent, like a cemetery, and like a peerless array. Those suspended red flames are like the lamps that have lit the spirits in the yang world.

The long street of crosses also began to gradually emit a blood-red light, like a huge red cross drawn on the snow-colored earth.

This night, the ghost body was silent, and instead of sitting on the roof to watch the moon, he was kneeling indoors. At this time, she put her hands on her chest, which was a rather strange seal.

With that trick. A faint red glow also spread out on Shen Ming's body.

At this time, Shen Ming seemed to be in a state of fugue, but she didn't close her eyes. Instead, his eyes are completely open.

It's just that Shen Ming's eyes are no longer as quiet as water as before, bottomless, but rather hollow.

The right eye is black and the left eye is white. Netherworld pupils, fully open. The light of black and white can break the two worlds of yin and yang. Wheel light waves, like water diffusion.

At this moment, as long as the ghost coffin is present. No matter what form it takes, it can't escape Shen Ming's ghost pupils. And a qiē on the cross long street in Hanji Town is even more like in front of you.

It's just that there are no geists to see this night.

Shen Ming's side. There was also a big man standing. It was twilight. The man who entered the town with a flat pole. The big man, standing majestically, resembles the Dharma Protector Vajra, and the ancient wooden flat shoulder is held in his arms, just like a demon pestle.

He was protecting Shen Ming, and the atmosphere here was slightly tense.

And the sick boy on the other side of the house sat very peacefully on the stone bed. Because. He knew that the person who shot this night. Maybe it's going to be a lot and it's a lot of miscellaneous Thinking about the coffin, there are many people, and he can wait until the end.

Besides, he was already on the Cross Street, and he had some decorations. The appearance of the real ghost coffin still needs to wait.

Murong Huang in the north of the town is also very calm. Although he decided to do it sooner, he had a lot of cards. Perhaps, the sick boy has the strongest strength, but Murong Huang's chess game is even bigger.

Blood in the south and blood in the north, he fell at the same time.

On the long cross street, it is empty and lonely, but the red light is paved on the ground, and it is eerie.

At this time, in the blood moon, that bit of black finally appeared, and strange power began to surge. This is the prelude to the appearance of the shadow of the ghost coffin every month.

This time is a little different, though.

The power that seemed to come from within the continent every time, this time, it did not gradually disperse, but only condensed on the long cross street, making the red light of the entire long street more prosperous.

Looking down on the void, a big blood red cross, evil and strange.

The black dots in the blood moon gradually spread, and the darkness was about to cover the envelope. The red flames suspended on all the ancient houses, swaying gently in the cold air, but none of them went out.

The magical and bizarre red-black transition seems to be about to be staged, and it is in order.

In the middle of the blood moon, the black shadow finally appeared. The dark projection just covered the entire Hanji town.

The north-south cross-street, east-west, is printed in the center of the dark projection. It's just that in the dark projection, there are a few more red stars.

It was a very shocking picture, with darkness as the foundation, crosses and red stars scattered. A few years later, all those who saw tonight's vision will never forget that image.

Because, this picture will be imprinted on the ghost coffin in the future.

桀桀桀――桀桀桀――

Suddenly, a terrible ghost cry broke the dead silence of the night. That's a sound, the unwillingness of eternity. It was also a sound, an eternal catharsis, and it came from underground.

Boom - Rumble -

The entire Hanji Town began to shake in an instant.

The blood moon in the void seemed to move suddenly. The black and red reversed, and in the black moon, a blood-red coffin shadow lay across it, looking like an eternal being.

An extremely majestic and powerful force began to surge from the interior of the Blood Moon Continent. At this moment, the entire Blood Moon Continent was shaking, and the entire Shura World reacted.

Regardless of the blood in the south and the blood in the north, regardless of the mountains and rivers. At this moment, they are all shaking and trembling. Because, that is the power of the ghost coffin, surging.

Nine coffins get one, but the town of three realms. Using the power of the entire Demon Continent to repair the ghost coffin, you can imagine what kind of existence it is.

If so, stand in the void of the entire Demon Continent Shura Realm. But when I saw it, the seven stars accompanied the moon and shrank suddenly. At this moment, many Shura Star Domains were collapsing, and the distance between the Blood Moon Continent and the Seven Star Domains was suddenly shortened.

It was an incredible power, a power that could almost shake a realm.

The black qi in the middle of the Blood Moon Continent, which had existed for an unknown number of thousands of years, suddenly retracted. At this time, the time in the entire Shura realm began to slow down gradually, and if the auspicious light was here, it would definitely be able to transcend time.

The great river of Lethe River, from the angry waves, to the gentle.

Hanji Town, Cross Long Street, blood rushing to the sky. This time, though, there weren't thousands of spirits. And in the black moon of the void, the shadow of the blood coffin suddenly fell.

Ten thousand feet of void, falling into a bloody coffin, but I don't know whether it is real or false, but with a blood-colored mantail, like a meteorite outside the sky, cutting through the sky.

"Is it a ghost coffin?" Hanji Town was surrounded by thousands of miles, and I don't know how many people were asking.

However, at this time, the ghost body was silent, and its eyes were like wheels, and it was immovable. The sick boy bent the corners of his mouth with a slight sneer.

Murong Huang frowned slightly, because he didn't have the same perception as Shen Ming and the sick boy. However, an almost instinctive judgment allowed him to sit still.

He didn't believe it, it was a ghost coffin.

And at this moment, at the moment when the blood coffin fell. On the long cross street, the door of Tang Ji's old store suddenly opened, and two white doves suddenly rushed straight into the void.

Tang family snow pigeon!

The snow pigeon rushed straight to the bloody coffin. And just when it seemed that they were about to touch the blood coffin, the two snow doves suddenly flapped their wings and changed, turning into two guys who were exactly the same as the old Tang Ji shop.

Goodbye, those two are sealed at the same time. It's just that the seal of two people seems to be one yin and one yang, one positive and one negative.

"Twins of the Two Realms, the key to connection!" the sick boy said lightly, "It's a pity, I'm afraid you can't be connected!"

Sure enough, there is absolutely no problem with the two similar printing methods, and the timing is just right. According to their ideas, the seal of the two came out.

The shadow of the blood coffin in the void should float in the void, and then on the long street of the cross, endless power will erupt. Because, the long street of the cross is the gathering point of the power of a qiē ghost coffin.

The Void Blood Moon is in the shape, the power of the Demon Continent is the foundation, the two are one, and the ghost coffin is visible.

However, the two ordinary seals only made the fallen blood coffin fixed in mid-air, but the emptiness had its own shape, and it seemed to be ready to disperse at any time. And on those Blood Moon continents, the gathered power was completely sealed under the long street of the cross by something.

桀桀桀――桀桀-

Underground, the suppressed ghost screams are getting more and more harsh.

On the long street of the Cross, endless power surged like the wind, almost rolling up the blood and dust in the sky. However, for the time being, they just can't get out.

In the old Tang Ji store, Tang Nu, the old man of the Tang family, was standing in the store at this time, and he couldn't help but stand with his eyebrows and his hands slightly clasped.

Because, he saw a qiē clearly.

On the long cross street, among the red rays, there are actually many footprints. Those footprints, which seem to be messy, are really extremely powerful, and that is a kind of realm where the Fa moves at will.

At will, it's an infinite seal!

Isn't it, someone has seen the real situation of Hanji Town, the real coffin? (To be continued......