Tianzhou bloodline Mu Baizun, the third soul is extinguished, like the fall of the stars.

The green devil talks and laughs freely, and the clouds are light and light. Everyone understands that the realm of the Blue Devil is definitely not the fourfold perfection of the Heavenly Immortals as it seems.

Mu Baizun, although he was seriously injured, he must still have extremely strong combat power, and even the last means of saving his life. Even the old man who imprisoned Mu Baizun couldn't be destroyed so easily.

The Blue Devil only made one move, and no one could see his methods clearly.

This is enough to show that the Blue Devil is terrible. It's a pity that no one can see through the details of the Blue Devil. No one knows the true realm of the Blue Devil. In the bluestone house, the sick boy could only nod his head in admiration.

At this time, the blue devil raised his head and looked high into the sky, his eyes shrinking.

One of the nine coffins, the ghost coffin!

Demon Lang Wang Jue, it was for this coffin that he came to the Shura Realm. However, there has been no news so far. The Blue Devil has already begun to suspect that Wang Jue may no longer be in the Shura Realm.

It must be Wang Jue, who has discovered something more important than the ghost coffin. Otherwise, the blood north Hanji, the ghost coffin appeared, and it should be allowed to appear.

The red and black are clear, and the ghostly aura is surging. The ghost coffin hangs high in the air, like a ghost for eternity. The ghost coffin is indeed the most ominous of the nine coffins in the legend.

The ghost body is the first driver of the ghost coffin. However, all ghosts have a bad fate, and their lives are full of thorns and ups and downs. Thinking of this, the Blue Devil couldn't help but glance at Shen Ming.

"Yu'er, the daughter of the Demon Lang, the tears of Lethe River!" "The green devil is in a complicated mood. Sigh slightly. However, when will the Lechuan River be able to flow backwards? Why don't you show up?

At this time, the atmosphere in the void was a little tense. The Blue Devil killed Mu Baizun, and one move shocked the audience. Everyone is paying attention to the movements of the Blue Devil.

Judging from the situation in the field, it seems that no one is the opponent of the Blue Devil and the Soul Painting.

A ray of essence flashed in Murong Huang's eyes, because the sense of oppression given by the Blue Devil was too strong. Hanji Tangnu's expression. It's already unnatural.

Nowadays, Hanji is empty, with no sun or moon. If. According to the usual hours, the night should have passed long ago. Time in the entire Shura Realm began to slow down.

The half of the day has not risen.

Donnu's hand. Trembling slightly. Because. He felt that the air around him seemed to be getting a little colder. In the void, there are occasional cold air swirling, as if it wants to raise snow.

Before the Blood Moon, if it snows, I will return! However, the first qiē is still delayed.

The coffin on which Tang Nu leaned also had a hint of coolness. The Venerable Divine Soldier salivates. The black flower circulated, slightly changing.

The innkeeper and Donnu. They glanced at each other. Tang Nu's eyes were quite calm, but there was a hint of dodging in the innkeeper's eyes.

"We were born to die for the Holy One. You don't see Tie Han and Xiu Niang, you don't see Hanji Town, how many lives?"

"Don't worry!" The innkeeper smiled embarrassedly, "Since I have already given birth, I have no complaints!"

"That's good!" Tang Nu nodded, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. Even if the innkeeper finally retreats, he can kill him.

"Old man, it's just you and me. Don't worry, I guess I'll die too, because I'm not going to die, and my soul is not enough! Otherwise, the Holy Venerable would have returned early. Donnu let out a long sigh at the end.

The innkeeper was stunned, then nodded solemnly.

No matter who you are, in fact, if you have a choice, you are born in love. Otherwise, within the Three Realms, how could there be so many unwillingness?

Not far away, the black gauze girl also looked at the blue devil in the air, and her face was naturally a little strange. She had naturally heard of the name of the Blue Devil, but today was the first time she had seen it.

It's just that the appearance of the Blue Devil is far more terrifying than she imagined. Killing the Immortal Hall Master, instead of becoming a spoiler as she expected, he sacrificed the flag for the Blue Devil.

In just one style, he killed the Immortal Hall Master, what kind of cultivation realm is this? This most powerful person around Amu is so powerful?

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the black gauze girl, and then she looked at Murong Huang from afar. And Murong Huang also looked at the black gauze girl here. There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of both of them, but there was no fear.

The two nodded to each other, and each had an unplayed hole card. It's just that you have to move, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance.

The black gauze woman, her hands secretly sealed. On the Netherworld Bead, the gray light is flowing. Murong Huang, the quaint ring on his fingers, turned gently again.

As soon as they move here, the Southern Regions of the Blood Moon will move, but they can't see it.

Goodbye, the Blue Devil suddenly rushed into the void, smiled, and said softly: "Immortal old man, since you have arrived. Why don't you show up?"

The old man with a painted soul narrowed his eyes as he cast his gaze on a corner of the void. Amu has never heard of this name.

The black gauze girl has a slight curve at the corner of her mouth. Her people, arrived.

"Hehe, hey, worthy of the Blue Devil!" Looking at the void again, a black thin old man in ragged clothes and filth showed his figure.

That's exactly that, Immortal Old Man!

In the entire Shura realm, there may be many people who have heard of him, but there are very few who know his details. However, the few people present today are no strangers to it.

The Black Gauze Girl, Murong Huang, the Blue Devil, and the Painting Soul are all among them.

"It's been a long time!" said the Blue Devil, smiling faintly.

"It's been a long time!" the immortal old man said "hehe" twice, then looked at the old man who painted the soul, and sighed, "It's not easy, you old bird, you are still alive!"

"If you don't die, how can I rest assured that I will die?" the old man who painted the soul gently lifted the cloth bag on his shoulder with his hand. The appearance of the ghost bird above his head has not been dispersed.

"Alas, they're all dead! In the entire Blood Moon Continent, the old man who looked at the dead and you, the old bird who didn't die because of the ghost venerable seal, are still alive!" The immortal old man was a little stunned, and then couldn't help but look up at the ghost coffin hanging in the air, but his eyes were a little weird.

"Who made you immortal?" the old man smiled coldly, "In the entire Shura world, you can't even if you want to die! ”

"Hey, hey, each other!" the immortal old man looked at the painting spirit, "We are all destined to serve tea and pour water." You old bird, if it weren't for the Shura purple clothes who saved you, would you have been able to get rid of the seal of the ghost venerable? Back then, the demon lang didn't have that ability. ”

"Good fate!" "The old man who painted the soul also looked up at the ghost coffin, "The ancient powers have all fallen." Now, those of us who serve tea and pour water have a lot of things to decide!"

"That's good! hehe!" The immortal old man looked at the painting soul, then at the blue devil, and then said casually, "Who will take this ghost coffin?"

Upon hearing this, many of the monks present all changed color slightly.

The words of the immortal old man were too easy and too casual.

Guo Jia of Shura Palace frowned, looked at the void, and secretly thought to himself, why didn't his old ancestor come yet?

Murong Huang sneered slightly. If you talk about arrogance, this immortal old man doesn't seem to be inferior to the Blue Devil. The black gauze girl smiled knowingly.

Amu frowned, he didn't know that in front of the Blue Devil and the Painted Soul, the immortal old man, what capital did he have to speak like this.

The ghost body is silent, and his eyebrows are slightly locked. Because of the ghost coffin, she is bound to get it. Even if it's Amu, she won't give in.

At this time, although there were blue devil painting souls and immortal old men present, Shen Ming believed that as long as the water charm appeared, these people were not worth mentioning.

Moreover, the water charm once said that in the Shura realm, as long as Shen Ming summons. Within three breaths, she can go anywhere.

"Hehe!" At this time, the Blue Devil looked at the immortal old man like an idiot, and said with a smile, "Immortal, people have lived for a long time, is it not a good brain?"

"Huh?" the Immortal Old Man pretended to be stunned, "What's wrong?"

"Of course not!" said the Blue Devil, "First, there are a lot of people here who want to get ghost coffins. Don't think that these people are not worth mentioning. Second, even if it's just the three of us, I'm in the same camp as the Painted Soul, so what skills do you have to take the ghost coffin?"

"Haha!" the immortal old man couldn't help but laugh when he heard the words of the green devil.

"Green Devil, don't pretend to be a posturer. Among the people present, except for the three of us, probably only the boy in green clothes behind you has some skills, and the rest is busy. ”

"Painting the soul, there is still a trace of the seal that has not been opened, and you are definitely not my opponent!As for you-" The Immortal Old Man narrowed his eyes, "Although I can't see through you, I don't expect you to surpass the Demon Lang!"

"Demon Lang, hehe!" the green devil smiled, "If the demon lang is here, you dare to be so rampant? I heard that back then, you almost died under a clear sword!"

The immortal old man's face did not change, and he said, "Yes, but, don't forget that it is dangerous." Back then, the demon couldn't kill me!"

"The Demon Lang can't kill you?" the Blue Devil sneered, his tone slightly mocking, "What? Because, your so-called immortal body?"

"A clear stream with a sword may not really kill you, because you can be resurrected. However, if the demon lang of the year sacrifices the demon coffin, killing you will be like killing mosquitoes and flies. In front of the Nine Coffins, His Holiness will tremble! You are not dead, you are just the Demon Lang of the past, and I don't want to kill you!"

Listening to the words of the Blue Devil, the immortal old man did not argue, but was silent. Indeed, the demon lang who walked Shura back then never came out of the demon coffin. Moreover, when the demon lang fought with him, the demon lang only used one sword, and the victory was divided.

"But, you're not a demon lang! you can only stand by the side of the demon lang, and you can't control the demon coffin!" the immortal old man finally said.

"It's true that I'm not a demon lang, but you're not a mortal venerable either?" the blue devil looked proud, "Moreover, although the demon lang is not here, the heir of the demon lang is here, and the demon coffin is also there! You better be careful! Maybe, you don't need me to do it!"

The immortal old man smiled coldly and glanced at Amu not far away.

"Heavenly Immortal Ninefold Perfection, the broken demon coffin, what can I do?" The immortal old man casually glanced at Murong Huang, "The demon coffin may not be invincible!"

The Blue Devil sneered.

Amu Ze, on the other hand, saw a qiē in his eyes and sneered. The demon body may not be afraid of the ghost coffin, but the hole cards on his own body are just the demon coffin?

At this time, suddenly a silver bell-like laughter sounded, and a woman in black gauze was now beside the immortal old man, with a bewitching posture and a charming smile.

"Moreover, the Hades Venerable is not here, but the descendants of the Hades Venerable are here, and the Netherworld Bead is also there!" (To be continued......)