In the mirror, I don't know what year it was, and the coffin shattered.

Three pieces of wood, shuttling through the Three Realms. The largest piece fell in the Dark Demon Valley of the Demon Continent, and after countless years of nourishment, it turned into the Shura Divine Tree.

The other two pieces, one fell in the Sea Wilderness Divine State. Then the other piece, the world that falls on those two suns, should be the Infinite Heavenly Continent Realm.

Granny Qianhua and Qianzang Zhenren turned out to be the original recipients of these two worlds, the remnants of the coffin.

This mirror image can say a lot about it. However, Amu frowned slightly, and he still had two questions.

Thousands of years ago, after the Great War of the Three Realms, the demon coffin has been in the hands of the ancient stream of the sea.

Later, Kamiro was reincarnated into the demon and took away the demon coffin, and the demon coffin was intact all the time. Later, outside the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms, Mo Lang used the magic coffin to resist Canghai Magu, and was broken by one of his swords, which is now the broken magic coffin.

However, judging from the Shura Divine Tree in the mirror image, the evolution, growth, fruit, and the power that comes and goes are by no means something that has happened for tens of thousands of years.

So what's going on? Amu thought to himself.

The only explanation, the magic coffin of the ancient flow of the sea, is actually not a truly complete magic coffin. Today's three pieces of wood are by no means the fragments of the broken magic coffin of Canghai Magu back then, but the real remnants of the ancient demon coffin.

The magic coffin of the year seemed to be complete, but it was actually just an illusion.

The Canghai Demon Coffin is very likely to be repaired by the Canghai Immortal Venerable with endless mana. Otherwise, it is the cultivation of the realm of Ma Guyong who can break through the clouds and break the blue sky, and it should be impossible to break the coffin with a sword.

Nine coffins have one, but the three realms can be suppressed, what kind of power is that? Canghai Magu must know the weakness of the demon coffin, so she can break the demon coffin.

With such speculation, Amu was relieved. However, the second problem arises. What kind of character is Chizo Zhenren?

In the Northern Han Sect, the mysterious Tianzang lineage, the mysterious Qianzang real person, has always been the existence that Amu can't see through until now.

Qianzang in the Northern Wilderness and Northern Cold, Qianzang in Dongling Dongyang Ancient Temple, and Qianzang, a young scholar in the mirror, are they all one person?

"Senior Brother Lishui!" Amu looked at Lishui, "Before coming to the Shura Realm, you said that when you arrived at the Northern Cold Tianzang Peak, did you feel it?" There's an air that doesn't belong to the sea wilderness!"

"Not bad!" Li Shui looked at Yiqiē in the mirror, and was also shocked, "The Northern Cold Tianzang Peak, the immortal mist is locked, and it is completely closed." No one can get close! It doesn't seem to be the realm of the sea wasteland anymore. ”

Amu nodded slowly, and there was a deduction in his heart. Then he smiled indifferently. "Now it seems that maybe that Tianzang Peak is really not the Sea Wasteland Realm!"

"Huh?" Lishui looked at Amu, "where is that?"

"Tianzhou!" Amu boldly speculated, and then said, "Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture, one day and one month." Shura Demon Continent. Black and White Day. Then the Infinite Heavenly Continent should be two suns. ”

"Two suns?" Lishui raised an eyebrow, "You once said that you had seen the illusion of those two suns, and Yoshimitsu also said that there were two suns in his hometown. So it's all in the Heavenly Continent Infinite Realm?"

"You can't go wrong. The Three Realms correspond to exactly three pieces of residual wood. A qiē, there are arrangements in the dark. Amu nodded, "Now the remnants of my coffin are the remnants of the young scholar." It came from the Tianzang Cave of Tianzang Peak, and it was also obtained by Qianzang Zhenren for me at the beginning. Qianzang Zhenren should be from Tianzhou!"

"Qianzang Zhenren, he is from Tianzhou!" Li Shui frowned, "So, you think that Tianzang Peak is the junction of Tianzhou and the Sea Wilderness like the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms. It can belong to the sea desolation world or to the immeasurable world. ”

"Hmm!" Amu sighed, "that's probably the only way to explain it. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense. ”

Lishui listened silently, and there was no better explanation. Mo Wuxian is not very clear about cause and effect, so naturally there is only silence.

However, in fact, Amu and Lishui still have many puzzles, such as why Qianzang Zhenren came to the Sea Wilderness, how the remnants of the coffin were sealed on the top of the Tianzang Cave, and so on.

A qiē, still like smoke and fog, confusing. However, at the moment they can't think so much, because there will always be questions, but the answers will not be found immediately.

At this time, the mirror image of goodbye gradually dissipated. In an instant, Amu also sensed the preservation of the coffin remnants.

"It seems that the mirror image should be a guide. Amu smiled bitterly, "Theoretically, it seems that we should first take the remnants of the Shura Realm of this Demon Continent, and then follow the guidance to take the other two pieces, but by mistake, one is reversed." ”

"Unfortunately, whoever got this last piece of wood was too late. Amu smiled coldly, because of the other two, one had been repaired. The other piece is also in his own hands.

Immediately, Amu's mind moved, and the remnants of the coffin that had just turned into the form of the Shura Divine Tree in the void quickly retracted.

However, although the coffin remnants shrank back to their original appearance, they were black and endless. The billowing black gas in the black sinkhole is still pouring into it.

At this time, the black fog sinkhole was already hundreds of feet deep. The black mist faded, and the remnants of the coffin were poured incessantly.

Amu frowned, looking at the remnants of wood floating quietly in the void. Although the two pieces of remnants are different in size, they must have a lot in common, otherwise this piece of remnant wood just now would not have been able to instantly transform into the shape of the Shura remnant wood, and evolve into a mirror image of that guidance.

This black mist sinkhole was left behind after the Shura Divine Tree was taken away, and perhaps there is some secret in the depths of this sinkhole. Just now, the man in black in the mirror image looked down at the sinkhole, as if he had regrets, and the white light at the bottom of the valley just now was only powerful, and he didn't know what it was.

Thinking of this, Amu did not rush to recover the remnants of the coffin, but waited quietly.

Lishui and ink are also waiting at this time. They had a very strange feeling that the power that imprisoned the two people did not weaken in the slightest because of the reduction of the black fog, that is, it was not the imprisonment caused by those black fogs.

The remnants of the coffin, shining brightly, and then gradually spun in the void. Endless black mist poured in, slowly forming a black vortex, and then pouring the remnants of the wood.

"Hmm!" At this time, Amu's Danhai suddenly moved.

It was the magic coffin, and at the same time as the remnants of the coffin were turning, the magic coffin, which had been quiet, was actually slowly turning. It's just the speed at which it turns. Far behind the remnants of the coffin. However, the light movement of the demon coffin is already abnormal.

An inexplicable feeling suddenly hit Amu's heart. Amu had a bold guess. With a thought, this time Amu didn't make the slightest effort, and the demon coffin had moved.

Boom Boom

The Danhai waves are turning, and the magic coffin is out to sea.

With a black glow, the demon coffin rushed directly out of Amu's Danhai, but this time the demon coffin did not show its true appearance.

It was just an ordinary black coffin that was more than a foot long. Even. Even the light of the forbidden map did not spread.

Rao is like this, and he feels like a heavy stone in his chest when he leaves the water and ink without hatred.

The coercion of the demon coffin was too strong. However, in an instant, they felt that the suction prohibition from under their feet had decreased sharply, but it was just the coercion of the demon coffin. But it almost made the two people completely different from each other.

It's better to be off the water, after all, the Black Water Hell Battle back then. Lishui has the most intuitive feeling of the power of the magic coffin. Mo Wuxian was almost killed by his own shock.

The legend of the Nine Coffins. For countless thousands of years, the young valley lord of the Valley of No Hatred has naturally heard of it. But today, he finally opened his eyes.

Demon Coffin! That is the legendary treasure of the Three Realms that only the Demon Venerable can control.

The magic coffin is really in Amu's hands, right in front of him. Knowing that Amu has a demon coffin and seeing Amu sacrifice the demon coffin with his own eyes and feeling the coercion of the demon coffin. That's a completely different concept.

Although it was not the real appearance, the invisible coercion almost made it difficult for Mo Wuxian to breathe. It's not just coercion, it's actually more of a shock and fear of the soul.

"Go!" Amu changed a seal in his hand. The demon coffin flew directly above the remnants of the coffin.

At this time, the black fog sinkhole was already thousands of feet deep, and seven larger holes were exposed.

"Seven Great Caves?" The three of Amu raised their eyebrows. In addition, there are countless potholes and cracks on the pit wall, which seem to be traces left by the roots of the Shura tree.

As soon as the demon coffin came out, the remnants of the coffin turned faster, and the speed at which the black mist poured was also faster. Suddenly, the black mist sinkhole suddenly lit up, and the last black qi like a dragon also left the sinkhole and circled upward.

Goodbye Amu's hand seal, suddenly changed, biting the tip of the tongue.

"Poof-" A stream of soul blood went straight to the remnants of the coffin.

The last black mist and Amu's soul blood melted directly into the remnants of the coffin, and strange things were behind. All the black mist was sucked away, and the remnants of the coffin suddenly shone brightly, as if it was about to turn into a Shura magic again.

However, the demon coffin buzzed and shook low, and it also emitted endless black brilliance around it.

If it weren't for the strange enchantment in the Dark Demon Valley, and Amu was still doing his best to control the demon coffin, then I'm afraid the light of the demon coffin would have already rushed up to the sky.

The red and black glow shone brightly! The remnants of the coffin and the magic coffin instantly resonated.

Click-boom-boom

In the void, it was like a thunderbolt, and the entire half of the green mountains and possibly even the entire Dark Demon Valley were all shocked.

The red and black rays were staggered, and the remnants of the coffin flew directly to the magic coffin at the moment, tightly sealed, and merged into one. The corner of the magic coffin was only missing the last piece of coffin wood.

The slightest trace of black qi has been revealed, and very little has been revealed.

At that moment, Amu's heart trembled, and he seemed to hear a demon's low roar and a woman's long sigh.

Amu, it worked! just as he expected.

Sure enough, at such a specific time, it was just like after the explosion of the Desolate Soul Secret Realm. The remnants of the second coffin sucked up the black mist and kept spinning, which was the precursor to mending the demon coffin.

Amu seized the most critical moment and let his soul blood merge with the demon coffin. In this way, Amu's control of the demon coffin is definitely on a higher level.

With a thought, Amu directly took the demon coffin back to Danhai.

However, the demon coffin gradually sank, once again sinking to the depths of Amu's Danhai, as if it was cultivated. But this time, Amu could completely feel the existence of the demon coffin, and even had a feeling that blood was thicker than water.

The last piece of wood is still missing from the magic coffin, which is naturally worth rejoicing.

But at this moment, Lishui suddenly pointed to the sinkhole where there was no black fog, and said, "Amu, look!"

Just now, all of Amu's thoughts were on the demon coffin, and at this time, when he heard what Lishui said, he looked down at the sinkhole.

Goodbye, inside the sinkhole, there are countless huge white bones, shining brightly. Among them, there is one more thing, white mangs soaring to the sky. (To be continued......)