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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three People Town Coffin

Liu Mu's mentality collapsed.

His eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

He never expected that Shen Qing, a person who is not famous in Yishan Sect, would do such despicable behavior at a critical moment - although he had thought about kicking Shen Qing out to block the gun just now, he hadn't done this yet!!

"Shen Qing, I remember you!"

Liu Mu's eyes turned red in an instant, and he immediately roared. The fortune telling of the numerology turned and used the boiling numerology method he had accidentally obtained when he went out to practice a few years ago. In an instant, the momentum around his body suddenly rose. The rising speed made some nearby fortune cultivators look shocked. When facing the exploding graves, they subconsciously became farther away from Liu Mu.

It was really because Liu Mu's power was too powerful, which forced them to have doubts.

The next moment, Liu Mu and the coffin board were swelling in the flash. With a loud bang, Liu Mu was already smashed away by the coffin board!

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"What kind of monster is suppressed in this coffin? Just lifting the coffin board can instantly defeat such a powerful Three Talent Realm!!"

Some fortune tellers changed their faces drastically and their scalp became numb. Although they instinctively felt something was wrong, they still retreated quickly, with a shock on their faces.

At this moment, more tombs exploded, and the coffin suddenly flew out, and when the coffin board was lifted, it hit many life-cultivators one after another.

A life cultivator looked at the coffin board that was coming quickly, looked desperate, and immediately growled, with a decisive intention on his face, and a fierce blow was blasted out. The coffin board was instantly slapped away by... at the moment of touching it!

Many people showed confusion on their faces, and then they woke up, turned their heads and looked at them. The gaze that looked at Liu Mu gradually showed a coldness.

Liu Mu had a sad face, his aura was completely extinguished, and the surging power suddenly shrank.

He turned around, looked at Shen Qing's quick figure, and opened his mouth and was about to curse.

But at this moment, the coffin roared and flew out of the grave quickly, causing a large area of ​​smoke and dust. But for some reason, the inside of the coffin was strangely empty.

"No one in the coffin... someone needs to fill it in the coffin!" One person suddenly shouted.

Countless coffins flew up and suddenly covered the nearby large number of life cultivation. In an instant, the crowd was in chaos and bombarded one after another. But the coffin was made of unknown material, and it was not invaded by water and fire. Even the powerful life magic bombarded them, it could not damage them at all!

boom!

Liu Mu screamed and was already locked by the coffin. At this moment, he felt only the bone-broken coldness and could not move. The next moment, the coffin board flew spontaneously, leaving a fog in the air, covering it with a bang.

The coffin fell to the ground with a thud and there was no movement anymore.

"Can these coffins be the first-class ghosts..." Shen Qing frowned. He didn't care about the fact that Liu Mu was ruined, but just observed the surroundings calmly.

Suddenly, he suddenly looked down and saw that the dark spot in the palm of his hand was gradually spreading as the graves exploded!

If you look closely, there seems to be something unknown is growing, but you can't tell what it is.

Shen Qing's face was gloomy and calm. Immediately, his eyes showed ruthlessness. He raised a sword with his left hand and slashed his right hand with dark spots!

Puchi!

His right hand instantly left the body and splashed out a large area of ​​blood. The moment Shen Qing cut off the right hand, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a fire of life, burning the right hand sharply.

At the same time, the powerful vitality in the body surged, and the broken wrist was itchy, and a brand new right hand immediately began to grow.

This is the terrible thing about life cultivation. It absorbs sentient beings to nourish themselves, and its vitality is extremely strong!

Shen Qing's face was cold, and there was no hesitation or movement from beginning to end. His eyes were fixed on the broken right hand, watching the dark spots that should have been burned to pieces with his right hand.

But the next moment, his face changed. He suddenly looked down and saw a slight black dot appeared in the newly grown palm of his right hand, and the black dot continued to grow over time!

This time, Shen Qing's face was extremely gloomy.

"Hmph, I'm pretty good-natured and decisive in my actions, but I'm in this ancient realm, I can't get rid of this dark spot at all."

At this moment, the many powerful cauldrons who were always hanging behind were finally coming late, looking coldly at the two thousand cultivators who were in a mess, watching them swallowed by many coffins one by one.

Wang Yi's eyes were the most vicious. At first glance, he stared at Shen Qing, who was ruthless, and immediately showed a hint of praise on his face and said something.

"You are a disciple of the Huoyue University Sect, but unfortunately you have not practiced the secret method of my major sect and have shallow knowledge. Although you have obtained the secret method of protecting Taoism in Siyi Shangrao, it is not very useful in this ancient domain. The method of protecting Taoism is quite unique. It is naturally extremely powerful when practicing to the depths. However, it is a bit difficult to deal with some complex situations when you enter the stage."

Wang Yi looked at Shen Qing up and down. Even though Shen Qing took off his mask and changed his appearance, he seemed to have known it for a long time and spoke lightly.

Shen Qing showed respect on his face, bowed deeply to Wang Yi, and whispered: "Please give me some advice, I am grateful."

Wang Yi snorted coldly, hit a coffin flying towards him with a casual blow, and said coldly: "Since Master Siyi gave you a compass, the specific one did not follow you? The clusters of crises are full of crises. The evil charms produced by three hundred years have long exceeded the limits of ordinary people's understanding. Even the old monster in the fourth realm must be cautious, let alone us?"

"The dark spots in your palm are also a kind of ghosts, but they can also be regarded as a curse. If you are proficient in fortune-telling, you may have more ways to deal with this dark spot, but if you want to completely remove this dark spot, at least it is impossible in this ancient domain, because even I can't do it!"

Wang Yi directly pulled up his wide sleeves, revealing a dark spot on his arms.

Shen Qing paused and bowed to Wang Yi again, and various thoughts were turning into his mind, thinking.

Many graves exploded, and the unmanned coffin swallowed thousands of reincarnations, and the giant grave was settled.

As for those who were swallowed, no one knew what would happen to them, and more importantly, no one would care about them.

"Follow me, the two masters are waiting for us in front." Wang Yi shook his sleeves and flew forward.

Shen Qing looked up, looked at Wang Yi's back, pondered for a while, then slowly followed, and took out the compass again, looked at it repeatedly, and felt as if he had some insight.
Chapter completed!
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