At the moment when the Xuangui Mountain Formation was broken open, below the main hall, in the center of the main hall, a coffin hung in mid-air by countless chains and covered with black and red talismans shook violently, and then,

The talismans on the coffin spontaneously ignited without fire, followed the chain and burned upwards, igniting all the talismans covering the chain.

The talismans burned extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, all the talismans attached to the coffin and the talismans hanging on the chains were burned away, leaving only black chains and a black coffin of the same color as the chains.

The next moment, the black coffin shook violently again, and countless chains shattered instantly. However, the black coffin did not fall, but continued to float in mid-air.

After a long time, a long sigh came from the black coffin.

"Finally... I, the Zixiao Sect, have finally returned from the endless void!"

The next moment, the black coffin suddenly shattered, revealing the figure of the person in the coffin.

He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a rosy complexion, his eyes are tightly closed, his hair is shawl-black, he is tall and tall, and he is dressed in a black robe. He has an elegant and elegant temperament. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have imagined that he had just emerged from the coffin.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, revealing a pair of bloody eyes, filled with killing and bloodthirsty, completely destroying his elegant and pure aura.

However, although his eyes were full of bloodlust and killing, he did not howl crazily like an ordinary zombie, nor did he become ferocious and kill indiscriminately because he finally escaped from trouble. Instead, he was floating steadily in the air.

, the body kept shaking.

If you look carefully, you can find that between his eyebrows, there is a purple talisman that appears and disappears. When the talisman appears, his eyes will regain some clarity, and when the talisman disappears, his eyes

It will be occupied by killing again.

After a while, the purple talisman finally stabilized, half hidden and half visible, while one of his eyes was black and the other red, one regained its clarity, and the other was filled with killing and bloodlust.

Immediately, his figure flashed and disappeared from the place.

Back to the top again.

After everyone pushed open the palace door, a strong smell of blood hit their faces. It felt as if they were not facing the main hall of an ancient sect, but an endless sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone did not dare to be careless and took out their protective magic weapons to protect themselves firmly.

This is an ancient sect. The highest among them, the late Nascent Soul, would probably not even be ranked in the top ten in this sect. Even everyone in such a large sect would never see anyone alive or dead. They

How can you be careless?

The structure of this hall is in the form of a front hall and a back building. There is a hall in the front and a wooden building in the back. Although the hall is very large, everyone did not search too fast because they were alert, but after all, there were nineteen people, and soon

, everyone searched the entire hall.

However, even after searching the hall carefully, they could not find the source of the bloody smell.

Or in other words, the entire hall is the source of the bloody smell!

"What's going on? Is this ghost place the sect of Zixiao Sect? Why is it like this?" One of them couldn't help but said, "Isn't Zixiao Sect a sect that specializes in the way of talismans? Why does it look like this?

Entering a place where some evil cultivators sacrificed and refined magic weapons, this bloody smell lingered for thousands of years. I'm afraid at least ten thousand people were sacrificed in blood, right?"

"That's 57,369 people."

A voice suddenly sounded from behind everyone, and everyone turned around suddenly, and then they saw a black-haired monk sitting on the empty leader's seat, with one black eye and one red eye, and a purple talisman looming between his eyebrows.

"Who are you!"

Everyone activated the magic weapon and stared at the person on the seat with wary faces. The magic weapon was ready to go. As long as the opponent showed the slightest abnormality, everyone would take action without hesitation and kill him!

"Me? I am the 657th generation leader of the Zixiao Sect, Yin Tianjiao! Who are you, and why did you break into my Zixiao Sect?"

Head of Zixiao Sect?

"Impossible! The Zixiao Sect has been destroyed for tens of thousands of years. Even the monks in the transformation stage cannot have such a long life! Who are you to pretend to be a ghost here!" one person asserted.

"Destroyed for tens of thousands of years?" Yin Tianjiao murmured, his eyes were blank for a moment, "It has actually been tens of thousands... Hmm!"

Suddenly, he groaned in pain, lowered his head, and clasped his head with both hands. At an angle that no one could see, the purple talisman between his eyebrows flickered rapidly, and finally gradually disappeared.

The moment the talisman disappeared, a soaring bloody evil force suddenly burst out from his body. The breathing of everyone who was impacted suddenly stagnated. The two weaker mid-stage Nascent Soul monks stepped back and were directly forced back.

A dozen steps.

The main hall was directly blown into pieces by this soaring blood energy, causing this soaring blood evil energy to shoot straight into the sky and be visible from thousands of miles away.

A monk suddenly screamed: "It's a demon!"

"No! Ba's strength is comparable to that of a transformed god. If he is really Ba, just this one blow is enough to seriously injure us! Fellow Taoists, don't worry, he should be just a corpse king at its peak!"

"Ho! Bai Xiuran, I must kill you!"

After the talisman disappeared, Yin Tianjiao looked up to the sky and roared angrily. His eyes turned blood red, and even his black hair was stained with blood. It kept flying around him, as if it was alive.

The nails on his hands swelled several inches, and each finger was like a small blood-red sword, shining with cold light.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Roaring angrily, he stepped on it, and the leader's seat instantly shattered into pieces. He then pulled out a blood-red afterimage in front of everyone's eyes, threw himself in front of a monk, and swung down his sharp claws.

The monk had already made protective preparations. A jade-like gourd was spinning around him. Seeing Yin Tianjiao coming, he sneered and pointed at the jade gourd. A dozen wisps of breeze came from the gourd.

It blew out of his mouth and wrapped around Yin Tianjiao's sharp claws and his limbs and head.

Then he summoned a magic weapon that looked like a shield and blocked it in front of him.

Don't underestimate these breezes. This gourd is called the Eclipse Gold Gourd. It contains seven or forty-nine strands of breeze. Each strand of breeze is refined by him collecting thousands of yin winds from the Yinfeng Valley in the southeast.

It took him at least ten years to refine each ray of breeze to transform the Yin Qi in it while retaining its extremely strong corrosive power. This gourd alone took him nearly five hundred years.

The power of the magic weapon that has been refined over so many years is self-evident. Although the gourd itself is only a middle-grade magic weapon, even if it encounters a high-grade magic weapon, as long as it is entangled by its breeze, the magic weapon will still be damaged.
Chapter completed!