It took another whole day and a night before another saint mark slowly forced out on the purple giant coffin.

You know, the previous seal of the saint who passed through the heavens only took one hour at most, and this saint mark took another day and a night?

While everyone was waiting, they naturally felt how strong this saint was.

The imprint came out, like a cloud of white light, twisted and twisted, hazy, but it was extremely dusty, high above. As soon as the mark came out, there was silence in the entire pool of demon blood, as if this breath made all the demons feel peaceful.

"Bang!" the mark spreads with a bang.

"This, this is the mark of Hongjun Dao Ancestor?" King Jizo recognized at a glance.

After speaking, the King of Jizo looked at the purple giant coffin with a slightly hot eye, he only knew that the purple giant coffin was extraordinary, but he never imagined that it would involve Hongjun.

Hongjun, that was the real first person in the world back then.

Unmatched, unbeatable, if it weren't for the number of days reversed, he would be the strongest in the whole world. No matter what it is, as long as it involves Hongjun, it is definitely not ordinary.

"Hongjun?" Zhong Shan raised his eyebrows.

"Could it be that this coffin was built by Hongjun?" Nangong Sheng wondered.

King Jizo, built by Hongjun, once again carefully observed this coffin.

At this time, Mr. Corpse also cast a spell again and summoned the purple giant coffin back.

Carried by several zombies, it was carried back to the previous palace without giving King Jizo a closer look.

Although King Jizo wanted to see it, Mr. Corpse's meaning was obvious, so he didn't dwell on it more, but when the purple giant coffin was carried back, King Jizo still took a deep look.

"King Jizo has seen Hongjun?" Zhong Shan asked curiously.

"I've seen it a few times, but it's been hundreds of thousands of years ago!" said King Jizo, shaking his head.

"Hongjun is the first saint to fall?"

"The order of the death of all the saints is Nuwa, the second Tongtian, the third Hongjun, the fourth Yin, the fifth Zhun Ti, the ninth Yuanshi, and the seventh Taishang. I thought it would be just a matter of falling, but recently I was reborn, and the fall of the saints is really intriguing!" King Jizo did not hide it.

When King Jizo had a conversation with Maitreya on the lamp, Zhong Shan guessed it.

"Hongjun died after Tongtian?" Zhong Shan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he thought of something very important.

"Yes, the lead has been reborn, and perhaps other saints have been reborn in unexpected ways!" said Jizo.

"Rebirth?

"No, this is already the bottom line of the Heavenly Dao, if two saints are reborn in the same way, then it will touch the number of days, and if the number of days is punished, they will return to nothingness forever!" King Jizo shook his head and said.

"Taught!" Zhong Shan said lightly.

"It's not a secret! Saint King Zhong can also find out about this from other people's mouths!" said King Jizo with a shake of his head.

With that, King Jizo looked at Mr. Corpse.

"The head of the house!" said King Jizo suddenly.

Mr. Corpse raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't take a single bite.

"Something?" asked Mr. Corpse.

"I want to hand over the stele of the burial lineage and return to the burial family!" said King Jizo solemnly.

Hearing King Jizo's words, Mr. Corpse's pupils shrank.

In the past, Mr. Corpse might have been very happy and handed over the 'stele', which means that the king of Jizo was willing to recognize the burial family and was willing to restore his status as a servant of the burial family in ancient times.

But Mr. Corpse has followed Zhong Shan for so many years, and his understanding of human nature has reached an absolute height, and he has been divided into nine generations, and he has already seen that the king of Jizo is unwilling to be a servant again, how can he suddenly be willing to surrender at this time?

Besides, he is weaker than him, he didn't kill the killer, he is already worthy of his identity, no one is an idiot, especially such an outstanding person as King Jizo.

To suddenly return to the funeral family is obviously a hypocrisy and not madness!

Mr. Corpse took a deep look at King Jizo, shook his head, and said, "The burial house has not been rebuilt, so you don't need to do it now!"

King Jizo showed a wry smile and said, "The world knows that I am the Earth Burial Spirit, but I have to do this at this moment. Look at my stele!"

King Jizo turned his hand and took out a round jade pur, the jade was pitch black, and the center of the black jade was a bright red red line, which divided the stele jade into two halves.

Seeing this piece of jade, Mr. Corpse's pupils shrank.

"Ground burial stele jade, red broken jade heart, you should know what it means, right?" said King Jizo as he looked at Mr. Corpse.

"Red broken jade heart, it's hard to escape!" Mr. Corpse said word by word.

The crowd didn't understand what it meant, but they didn't interject.

"Yes, it is difficult to escape the catastrophe, but this is only relative to others, and the burial family has its own way to find another way, everything only depends on the fate of the sky, if you don't come here, I wanted to hide this stele jade in a secret place, so that others will not be contaminated, but you are the head of the burial family, hand it over to you, I am more assured! Burial, the way of death and life, if I can survive this catastrophe, I am willing to return to the funeral family!" King Jizo said solemnly.

Mr. Corpse shook his head and said: "The stele jade, I can keep it, or I can warm the stele jade for you, the calamity, you can deal with it yourself! If you survive the calamity, you can make a decision again!"

"Hmm!" King Jizo nodded.

King Jizo was not reluctant, because King Jizo could see that Mr. Corpse was not so easy to fool.

Separated from King Jizo, the group returned to the previous main hall.

The Great Array opened again. Several zombies had already placed their coffins on the floor of the main hall.

"Holy King, the King of Jizo handed over the stele, he is in a lot of calamities, it shouldn't be unfavorable to us, I was still trying to find a secluded place before, but now it seems that there is no place to be secluded here, I'll do it here!" Mr. Corpse said.

"Hmm!"

Mr. Corpse continued to take a brush and drew the corpse inscription in the main hall with gold liquid, but Zhong Shan found a quiet room, retreated slightly, and swallowed the peerless evil demon, and a large amount of energy was transformed by the Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail, impacting Zhong Shan's body.

Daisen, Five-fold Heaven!

"Sure enough, it's the demon of the Ancestral Immortal Realm! It would be better if there were more!" Zhong Shan sighed.

Of course, others don't know what Zhong Shan thinks, otherwise he must vomit blood in a depressed mood, a great immortal swallowed an ancestral immortal, and he is not satisfied?

A day later.

On the ground of the main hall, there is still a void, and Mr. Corpse has drawn endless corpse inscriptions. It was extremely weird, and in the center of the corpse, the purple coffin squared.

While everyone was waiting patiently, Mr. Corpse walked in front of the giant coffin. The probe took out the beating heart.

"Plop, plop, plop ..................!"

The heart is in Mr. Corpse's hands, beating non-stop, extremely evil.

Luo Xingchen and Nangong Sheng both stared without blinking. After all, this scene looks very weird, because the heart in Mr. Corpse's hand is obviously not a magic weapon, but a dead thing, why does it keep beating?

Mr. Corpse slowly placed the blood-colored heart in the coffin.

"Suddenly, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

As if a gust of wind suddenly blew, streams of black gas visible to the naked eye converged towards the purple giant coffin.

Inside the purple coffin, a black vortex looked even more pronounced, swirling around the blood-colored heart. Mr. Corpse quickly closed the lid of the coffin.

And the coffin lid also seems to speed up the absorption of black gas, constantly instilling into the coffin.

"What is this?" Falling Stardust touched the void.

But it was as if the black gas didn't exist.

And outside the palace where everyone was.

In the distance, where the King of Jizo was, the King of Jizo had closed his eyes and breathed, but suddenly his eyes opened, and he unexpectedly looked in the direction of the palace where Zhongshan was located.

"Habits, the corpse of the burial family, this generation of corpses is really extraordinary! Could it be that the burial family can reappear in the world because of him? If so, those saints don't know what kind of faces they will have!" said King Jizo with a strange smile.

A large amount of black gas rushed towards the purple giant coffin, and after nearly ten days, the black qi slowly faded away, so faint that people couldn't see it.

Mr. Corpse gently opened the coffin, and Zhong Shan saw that a heart was still beating, but the heart was wrapped in a black gas at the moment, and the black gas was not a lump, but a vague formation of humanoid black gas!

Mr. Corpse's face was overjoyed!

With a wave of his hand, he closed the coffin.

Then his eyes closed, and he chanted a dizzying incantation, and then a thin slit suddenly opened in the center of his eyebrows.

It was pitch black in the slit, and suddenly there was a suction, which was facing the purple giant coffin, and gradually, the purple giant coffin became strangely smaller under the suction, and was finally sucked into the eyebrows of Mr. Corpse.

The crack in the center of the eyebrows is closed. It's like never before.

But the purple giant coffin disappeared, indicating that what Zhong Shan saw before was definitely not false.

Crack in the center of the eyebrows?Zhong Shan's eyelids jumped, what kind of means is this?

At this time, Mr. Corpse sat cross-legged again, and suddenly, a large amount of black gas rushed straight to Mr. Corpse's eyebrows, and the habit was instilled, and Mr. Corpse suddenly released fluorescence on his body.

Everyone protects the Dharma for Mr. Corpse.

Three days later. The black gas faded again.

"Bang bang bang!"

Mr. Corpse's body let out a muffled sound. Mr. Corpse finally opened his eyes.

As soon as his eyes opened, a fine light shot out, and then it calmed down.

"You, have you reached the Great Wonderland?" Luo Xingchen said with a hint of strangeness.

originally thought that he was the strongest person around the Holy King, but after this period of time, he found that none of the people around the Holy King could be judged by common sense, and they were all extremely weird.

Reciting the golden pupil technique, the peerless demons of the ancestral fairy realm can be sealed, and this corpse gentleman is even more evil.

Mr. Corpse got up, nodded and said nothing.

"...... your eyebrows?" Zhong Shan asked curiously.

"My eyebrows are the best tomb in heaven and earth! The coffin has found the best tomb, and the tomb is also because the coffin has absorbed a trace of habits, and the cultivation of subordinates will definitely grow rapidly, it should not be long before they can reach the Gu Immortal, and share more worries for the Holy King!" Mr. Corpse said happily.

And the stardust on the side was speechless, it won't be long before he can reach the Gu Immortal? When did his cultivation become so simple? Because of his excellent talent and time supernatural powers, he also wasted a lot of strength. But when it comes to Mr. Corpse's mouth, it won't be long?

But thinking about the Heavenly Elder of Lingxiao Heavenly Court, the falling stardust was also relieved, that Heavenly Elder was even more exaggerated, and he was promoted from Heavenly Immortal to Gu Immortal in one hour.

"Good!" Zhong Shan said with great satisfaction. "