A coffin floated from the void, and cold air was everywhere. Ice condensed around the coffin. From a distance, it looked like a light blue sword, surging across the void, and the ice spread across millions of kilometers, which was extremely amazing and attracted all eyes in an instant.

"It's Ningshuang Sword Fight!"

The dragon clan exclaimed, extremely moved.

When Chen Weiming heard this, he also felt aroused. He had heard people say this name. The saintly master of the human race was killed by Fuxi. Suiren was buried in Suiren Cave. The place where Youchao was buried was called Gupeng Xinghe, the place where Cangjie was buried was called Feiyin Cliff, and Ningshuang Jiandou was the place where Ziyi was buried.

To put it simply, this is the coffin of Ziyi.

The Supreme Master... Chen Weiming immediately activated the Eye of Destruction and Truth to look over. As expected, it was like Suiren Cave, a corpse floated on the coffin, and there was also a corpse inside the coffin. The two corpses were closely connected, as if they were transporting the power of life.

"Don't think about it, leave now!"

Chen Pan hurriedly reminded: "Walking towards Ningshuang Sword Fight, they dare not chase after him."

Chen Weiming immediately grabbed Zhuyu, continuously used the space to transfer, and left in the direction of Ningshuang Sword.

"Stop him and don't let him run away!"

Some dragon clan exclaimed, raised his hand and attacked Feiteng in various ways, and killed Chen Weiming.

The space Taoist pattern's escape magic power was fully utilized by him at this moment. From an unprecedented attempt, he used nine consecutive space transfers in an instant, bringing his body to a near limit.

The crowd was in chaos, and it moved in an instant, and it had arrived near the Ningshuang Sword Fight in an instant. The terrible cold air came to his face, which made Chen Weiming unable to help but be shocked.

It was obviously just on the edge of frost, but it felt like even the soul was frozen. If it weren't for the Chaos Bell and many treasures to protect the body, it would have been frozen into scum long ago.

He said he wanted to escape here, but if one of them was not done properly, he would die first because he was afraid that his life would not escape.

Chen Weiming was extremely nervous: "This is your brother, he should still be alive... If he is accidentally affected, he will be more restrained, right?"

"Constrain?" Chen Pan shook his head: "Don't say that he is in a dilemma of life and death now. He doesn't know the situation outside at all. Even if he is still alive, it's useless. Once Meng Xuan takes action, he will attack indiscriminately. In his eyes, there is no enemy or allies... or it should be said that if he can't even bear the aftermath of his attack, he will not be qualified to be his ally."

"Be careful, his ice can even freeze time."

Time can be frozen... Chen Weiming couldn't help swallowing again. After analyzing the distance and direction in his mind, he couldn't help but panic. If he wanted to escape, he had to continue moving forward. The distance to his space was limited, even in a place with the least cold air, he would inevitably fly into the terrible cold air.

With the treasures on your body and your own abilities, I am afraid that even these treasures can't escape.

What should I do? After thinking for a long time, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind. At this moment, I had no choice but to take a deep breath and grab Zhuyu and Lu Yadaojun at the same time.

The space Taoist pattern wrapped the two of them, and a mysterious light flashed, and it was already in the terrifying frost.

A terrifying cold air swept over and wrapped the three of them in an instant.

"Ming..." Zhuyu exclaimed, but as soon as she spit out a word, she was immediately frozen. It was not just a person, but also a voice.

Chen Weiming is the same. Even if he has the treasure to protect his body, it will turn into ice in an instant. If he hadn't had the treasure on his body, he would have turned into scum directly.

But the freezing lasted only for a breath, and the Yin-Yang Taoist patterns were circling, combining the power of life and death, and centered on Lu Ya Daojun, an instant built a small space to completely wrap the three of them. It was like a house blocking all the wind, frost, and snowstorm outside.

"Save!"

Chen Weiming exclaimed in his heart, and he was secretly happy. There was nowhere to escape, so he had to fight. Lu Yadaojun would not attack by himself, but in the face of the danger of life and death, he should take the initiative to defend. Fortunately, he had expected it right, otherwise the consequences would be terrible.

I had to try to use space transfer but found that it was impossible. The ice energy was too heavy and I had frozen all the surrounding space patterns. With my own cultivation, I could do nothing.

"Don't go out!"

Chen Pan hurriedly reminded: "My brother can resist these cold air. The Ningshuang Sword Fight has been flying in the universe for so many years, but no one can do anything, because he can't help the cold air here. Follow him to the right place and go out."

This method is good... Chen Weiming was busy observing with the eyes of breaking the delusion and retaining the truth. It was normal for the true qi in Lu Yadao's body to flow, just like breathing and breathing, without any strange phenomena, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The Ningshuang Sword Flying through the void, sweeping through the air and then breaking through the air.

"Chase……"

The monk in Heaven reacted and shouted his orders, but he could only stop before he finished speaking. How to chase and how to chase? If he could do anything to this cold air, the Ningshuang Sword Fight was already a thing of the past.

For a moment, even though there were tens of millions of dragon clans, they could only watch the Ningfrost sword fighting, flying by like an emperor patrol, disappearing into the depths of the starry sky.

At this time, Chen Pan discovered something and whispered: "Resurrection from the dead, my brother seems to be stronger!"

"With Meng Xuan's strength, even if he is not as good as a war slave, he will definitely not be weaker than the Lord of Heaven. My younger brother died at the hands of the Lord of Judgment back then, but now, he can resist Meng Xuan's coldness so lightly, which means that his strength has gone further, but unfortunately..."

Unfortunately, I have no real self anymore... Chen Weiming could only sigh inwardly.

The Ningshuang Sword Fight cut through the void and floated in the universe. The news spread, and a large number of monks rushed from all directions and tried their best to chase them.

This coffin of the most powerful man is not only dangerous, but also has various legends, including opportunities to make cultivation progress by leaps and bounds, which make countless people whose cultivation is stuck at the bottleneck.

The legend of conquering the sky millions of years ago, even if it failed, even if the people of Tianyan Daozun had become demons against the heavens, they would be unforgivable. But no one could deny that those people were very strong, and they could only look up to them, including this Ziyi clan.

There were many people chasing the legend of the Supreme Half Road, which made Chen Weiming dare not leave easily and could only continue to wait inside. However, those people were unable to truly approach and could only follow.

As they got farther and farther away, after entering a chaotic star field, the monks following finally had no choice but to give up.

But Chen Weiming was also embarrassed. There was a huge black hole in this Chaos Star Domain, releasing terrible power. It seemed as if he was going to devour the whole world, so he could not get out at all. He could only stay inside and watch the Ningshuang sword fly towards the black hole.

After successfully passing through the black hole, a huge figure appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!