The magic coffin goes to sea, and the power can be known. Above the entire sea of suffering, the waves turned the sky. The black and dreary magic coffin, under the stars and moon, adds a bit more terrifying and weird.

The seal in Amu's hand changed, and on the magic coffin, the forbidden picture was displayed. The red and black mang, the red and black coffin, the power is endless.

The Void Warrior, controlling the Demon Coffin, can increase his combat power by three or four levels. However, today Amu is facing the Fisherman of the Paradise, who is two levels higher than the demon lord of the day.

The original immortal fivefold can be described as reaching the sky.

The black fog of the demon coffin is rolling, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and Dayue is floating in the sky. However, the goodbye fisherman did not change his complexion, and the river under his feet was still unharmed.

However, the fisherman slowly took off the hat behind his back. It looked like a very ordinary bamboo hat.

"Go!" the fisherman snorted softly, raising his hand with one hand. The hat was like a wheel, spinning and flying straight into the sky, instantly emitting Dao Qinghui, covering a lot.

Amu frowned, the seemingly ordinary hat, with the blessing of the fisherman, actually had the ability to fight against the demon coffin. It seems that it is by no means an ordinary product.

Green light and black fog hold each other in the void. Amu had already urged with all his might, but the fisherman looked calm.

The magic coffin is majestic, and it can't suppress the hat at all.

"Descendants of the sea!" the fisherman looked at Amu and smiled faintly, "With a heavy weapon, it is not as good as improving the realm." The magic weapon is supplemented, and the realm is the root. Today, if you are above the Primordial Immortal Triple Level, I will naturally not be so relaxed!"

Amu frowned, didn't he know what the fisherman said? It's just that at this time, isn't it a little out of place to say something?

Boundary. It's not like you can improve if you want to improve. Amu, if it weren't for the bottleneck of the promotion of the original immortal. I'm afraid I won't necessarily come to the Promised Land.

"Of course, your coffin, if it is complete. I'm going to have to work a little bit on it too, but it's a pity it's missing a corner. The fisherman looked at the magic coffin in the void, and seemed to regret that he couldn't appreciate the complete magic coffin.

Truth be told, it's a very speechless scene. One goes all out. A calm and relaxed.

Because, the fisherman is too calm, even if Amu is not a wolf. It is also necessary to look wolfy.

The realm of the void and the broken demon coffin are not enough to see in front of the fisherman. Amu's heart was slightly cold. Seemingly. To cross the great river of Promised Land. It's overwhelming.

The magic coffin hat, balancing the void, does not see advance or retreat. Amu's heart moved, it was already absolute, and he came out of the coffin again. In the face of the original immortal fivefold, Amu will never have any reservations, otherwise he will kill himself.

Goodbye, Amu eyebrows. Red glows loom.

"Huh?" the Paradise Fisherman, looking at Amu with a brow. I can't help but stare at each other. Because, Amu's eyebrows seem to contain a breath that is even more powerful than Fang Cai's magic coffin.

"And the coffin?" the fisherman's eyes showed a different color. Because, more powerful than the magic coffin, it must still be the nine coffins.

Amu's eyebrows, red mangs. At this time, a faint red light emanated from his entire body. Then, the seal in Amu's hand regenerates and changes.

The seal is strange and unusual.

"Ancient Divine Technique?" The fisherman couldn't help but be slightly stunned as he looked at Amu's magic technique. It was the magic of the ancient god of war that the fisherman had seen in ancient books.

Originally, Amu killed the Bodhi monks and the messengers of the bitter sea, and the fisherman didn't care much at all. However, at this time, the fisherman finally understood. In addition to the magic coffin, there is actually a coffin on the body of the heirs of the sea.

Double coffin in hand!

"Divine coffin!" the fisherman's heart shook suddenly.

Whew-woo-woo

At the center of Amu's eyebrows, the red mangs are displayed. Above the entire sea of bitterness, the red light is bright, and it is a fiery world in an instant.

A fiery red flew out. Between the sky and the sea, a red coffin traverses the sky, like a phoenix coming out of the fire.

A complete divine coffin, the power is naturally far superior to the demon coffin.

The vast sea of suffering, the big waves turn the sky.

At this time, I don't know how much seawater suddenly changed into red gas and dissipated. If Amu is willing, with the divine coffin in his hand, it seems that he can completely burn the sky and boil the sea.

The divine coffin is majestic, can bathe in the sun, and can turn into stars and moons.

The double coffins of gods and demons are juxtaposed in the sky. It is definitely a rare wonder for thousands of years. Amu, standing on the sea of bitterness, his green clothes are drumming, and his long hair is flying.

The heirs of the sea can be crowned with double coffins.

At that moment, even the fisherman of the Paradise couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

The legend of the nine coffins, the fisherman of the Paradise, is naturally no stranger. However, for thousands of years, he had never heard of anyone who could have two coffins, let alone control them at the same time.

Because, he understands that those who control the nine coffins need a very special physique.

For tens of thousands of years, fishermen have been in retreat. The outside world is a qiē, and I don't know much.

"But what kind of physique is this heir from the sea?" The fisherman of the Paradise is not the God of War King, he can't see through Amu's ten thousand bodies.

"Gods and demons are one!" the fisherman looked at Amu, and his heart shook.

The coffin of the gods, the coffins of the demons, one red and one black. They all hung in the void above Amu's head, and the light and mist were engulfing. At that moment, Amu was like a god, and the magic of the sea was constantly running in his body.

Endless green light surrounds Amu's body. Amu has raised his realm to the extreme.

"Town!" the magic in Amu's hand changed. Like the coffin of the god of fire, he rushed down directly to the fisherman.

"Huh?" this time, it was the fisherman, who also frowned.

Because, the aura of the divine coffin is extremely violent, and it is even more powerful than the demon coffin.

You must know that he was the God of War back then, and he couldn't control the divine coffin freely. It's just because the divine coffin is too violent, and every time it is used, it will backfire.

The coffin of the god is red, and it rushes all the way. That is the power that should move the entire Three Realms. At this time, above the sea wilderness, he naturally sensed this earth-shattering power.

On the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms, the sea was cold and jade, and he slowly opened his eyes, and then couldn't help frowning slightly, and his eyes showed a cold color.

"Do you still need such a big battle for the trip to the Promised Land?

An unknowable place in the Sea Desolate Divine Continent.

Layers of black mist, a beautiful man, sitting cross-legged. It was Murong Huang, and in front of him, a scroll faintly emitted black qi. The black gas is being absorbed by it little by little.

The double coffins of gods and demons are juxtaposed in the sky. Murong Huang couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and sneered: "Amu, where are you making enemies?"

On Sanssouci Island, Le Zheng Yunyu was standing outside the ring-shaped ancient hall at this time, looking at the west.

"Twin coffins of gods and demons! The sea is in the same vein, it is really against the sky!" Le Zheng Yunyu sneered slightly, but there was no trace of nervousness.

At this time, not far away, on the path, a green figure was slowly walking towards Le Zheng Yunyu.

"Father!" Yun San saluted Le Zheng Yunyu and bowed reservedly.

"Oh, Yun'er, you're here!" Le Zheng Yunyu smiled, his expression was natural, and he didn't see the slightest abnormality.

The Western War, and even the power of gods and demons, have affected Sanssouci Island, but for the owner of Sanssouci Island, it is not important. In front of Yun San, he is definitely a good father, and in fact, he is.

The clouds are scattered, and this must also be acknowledged. Except for their attitude towards the sea, there is actually no contradiction between them.

"Father, what do you think of this battle?" Yun San also looked to the west and said lightly. At this time, the aura of gods and demons covered the sea of bitterness. The stars and moon are long gone, only the light of gods and demons.

"The fisherman is the ancient stream of the Promised Land, the absolute strongest. is Sanssouci Island, except for you and me, I am afraid that there will be no more than one palm to beat him. In the realm of the void plain, even if you hold the twin coffins of gods and demons, you can't do your best, and you will definitely be defeated!" Le Zheng Yunyu's voice was not in a hurry or slow, it was very formal.

That's like a father and daughter, there is an exchange, a commentary.

"Oh?" Yun San smiled faintly, "Father, how sure are you?"

"Of course!" Le Zhengyun Yu smiled, "Because, I know the fisherman!"

"However, the father doesn't know Amu!" Yun San smiled, "The daughter thinks that the fisherman will be defeated." If he doesn't know the times, I'm afraid he will die!"

Yun San had a smile on his face, but his words were faintly murderous.

"Really?" Le Zheng Yunyu shook his head, then turned his head to look at Yunsan, "Unless you want to kill the fisherman, I don't think Amu has that ability." ”

"Yunsan, what realm are you now?" Le Zheng Yunyu smiled at Yunsan and asked very casually.

"Father, it doesn't matter what realm I am!" Yun San smiled, "Because, my daughter won't make a move!" Daughter, I'm here to accompany you!"

"Oh?" Yun San's answer seemed to be quite unexpected by Le Zheng Yunyu. Yun San's last sentence, he naturally understood. Yun San, in fact, is here to contain himself.

"Yun'er, if you don't make a move, even if Amu has a double coffin, even if he adds that mysterious dagger, he can't kill the fisherman. Hehe!" I heard that Yun Disperse didn't make a move, Le Zheng Yunyu seemed to be in a good mood.

"The Three Treasures of the Fisherman, but it is known as the invincible paradise!"

"Father doesn't believe it, let's wait and see!" Yun San said meaningfully, "If I don't make a move, Amu will also have the strength to kill the fisherman!"

Le Zheng Yunyu was silent, and Yunsan smiled faintly. Both father and daughter are looking at the West and have their own concerns. (To be continued......)