After being fussed by the Netherworld Magician before, although the seals of the black coffin and the Eight Desolate Spirit Lock were restored, the black coffin had been touched before and the evil energy was leaked out.

To completely close again, a high-level powerful monk needs to take action.

Wen Peng seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and used his sword energy to merge with the sword evil accumulated in the black coffin.

The coffin is difficult to move and open due to the constraints of the Eight Desolate Spirit Locks.

Wen Peng wanted to merge and absorb the sword evil in the coffin, but he could only pull away bit by bit.

But even so, the sword evil that was born after the fall of Fentianke made his aura begin to rise.

Wen Peng, who was already seriously injured and was almost at the end of his strength, was immediately regained signs of revival.

His face showed a look of pain and comfort.

The pain is because the sword is fierce.

Even if Wen Peng is not injured and is in full swing, it will be difficult and full of dangers to absorb and refine the sword evil. If he is not careful, he will be injured by the sword evil spirit. Especially if his soul is affected, he may become a bloodthirsty madman.

Everything needs to be done slowly, be careful and slowly refine and absorb.

At this moment, he was seriously injured and took the risk of forcibly fusing the sword evil, causing great pain to his body, and he felt that his whole body was about to be torn apart by evil spirits.

His eyes turned blood-red, crazy and fierce, and his mind was obviously affected.

But even though he was in pain, Wen Peng's body also felt the ultimate excitement and joy.

During the process of fusing the sword evil, his power continued to increase, and even began to suppress the original serious injuries.

Although it was just a temporary suppression, the feeling of the body rising again made Wen Peng feel extremely comfortable.

I originally thought that dividing the tomb of Tianke was a great opportunity for me.

Unexpectedly, the person who caused trouble was not just a tomb robber, but a powerful man from the Netherworld Dao who wanted to refine the remains of Tianke into the Netherworld Puppet.

Just as I felt so happy that the Netherworld Artist failed.

The senior federal officials chased the remnants of the Netherworld Dao. After a roundabout way, they made themselves cheaper.

For Wen Peng, his mood rose and fell continuously in just a short moment, and now it seems that it has finally reached the moment of harvest.

He didn't care whether his body could bear it, but he just fused with the sword evil in the black coffin as he was hungry and thirsty.

In other caves around the Eight Desolate Spirit Lock, figures of Huang Zhaoxi, Yuan Dong and others also appeared one after another.

The vibration of the earth's veins just now also made them feel embarrassed and as if they were exhausted.

Shen Jian glanced over and found that there were a few people missing.

I don't know if I've been killed.

Among these Longling students who have appeared again, many of them have already been honored.

Everyone was afraid and looked at Wen Peng in shock and angrily.

Ye Jue frowned and looked at Wen Peng's actions: "He was affected by evil spirits. Although he was self-reported, he would cause us great trouble in the future."

"It is inconvenient to communicate and cannot contact others, so we can only try it ourselves." Huang Zhaoxi said in a deep voice.

The opponent is a Jindan stage monk, but both of them and their team-leading teacher are in a loss. It is now the time to be weak.

The fierce school spirit of Longling University is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Even though he was facing a disaster in the earth vein, his opponent was extremely powerful at this moment, but Huang Zhaoxi called and Yuan Dong and others responded without any fear.

The monks in the Qi training stage were not strong enough, but Huang Zhaoxi, Yuan Dong and several other foundation-building stages all stood up with their swords and flew towards the black coffin.

Ye Jue looked at the turbulent black coffin with a solemn expression and drew his sword out of the sheath.

"It's rare to see you so motivated." Chen Jian said on the side.

"The sleep of senior Fentianke should not be disturbed by others." Ye Jueyan said: "But I think you are not very active this time. You seem to be out of energy after getting iron plated?"

"On the contrary, I'm very motivated, but I want it to be more powerful." Chen Jian said.

Ye Jue's eyes lit up immediately when he heard this, and his eyes swept toward Chen Jianquan: "Are you ready for one hand or two?"

The question sounds stupid, but Chen Jian immediately replied: "Two hands."

"How long will it take?" Ye Jue looked at Wen Peng on the black coffin and asked, "As time goes on, his cultivation strength will be more and more restored."

If they want to be able to solve Wen Peng, they must be fast.

Everyone present, the highest level of cultivation is Huang Zhaoxi, who is in the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The opponent is a Jindan stage monk. The lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the cultivation level between the two sides is much different.

Their chance is to take advantage of Wen Peng's injury.

However, Wen Peng kept fusing with the sword evil. Although his mind was damaged, his injuries were gradually recovering and his strength was gradually recovering.

"It'll be fine at most one minute." Chen Jian replied: "As long as it can interfere with and delay his speed of refining the sword evil, and help his strength recover slowly."

"It's light." Ye Jue muttered, without saying anything more, and flew into the air with his sword.

The Longling students present immediately formed a sword formation and united to attack Wen Peng on the black coffin!

"No need for star formation, we use the Fengluan formation." Ye Jue said decisively.

Yuan Dong and others were stunned. They didn't expect that Ye Jue, who had always been in a daze, would actually give orders to them, who was just living a life of scattering.

Huang Zhaoxi looked unmoved, but at the first time, he cooperated with Ye Jue.

The two of them were dancing with sword lights, like a phoenix spreading its wings and rising up with the wind.

Although they are ranked among the seven swords of Longling together, Yuan Dong has always recognized Huang Zhaoxi's strength.

If Huang Zhaoxi doesn't take action, he will be the leader of the sword formation once he joins the sword formation.

At this time, Ye Jue and Huang Zhaoxi led the two of them, and everyone couldn't help but cooperated with them to set up the Fengluan Sword Formation, which was secretly passed down by Longling University.

When the sword formation unfolded, Ye Jue kept instructing.

Yuan Dong and others were stunned again. Huang Zhaoxi gave up his dominance in the sword formation completely to Ye Jue.

Experts will know if there is any one.

As a top student in Longling, Yuan Dong and others could easily judge that Ye Jue's familiarity with the changes in this sword formation was not only far superior to them, but also more than Huang Zhaoxi.

Although everyone was awkward, at this moment, the strong enemy was in front of him, so he had to give up his past grudges and devote himself to the outside world.

It was like a phoenix spreading its wings, and the sword formation fell on the black coffin, and it was light and flexible to deal with Wen Peng, disturbing the opponent in guerrilla warfare.

"I was once a member of Longling. What's the difference between you and juggling in front of me?" Wen Peng smiled and wanted to break the Fengluan Formation of Ye Jue and others in just a few seconds.

Unexpectedly, the Fengluan Formation had no warning and instantly turned back into a star formation under Ye Jue's command!

The change of stars gathering flowers was carried out, and everyone's attacks gathered at one point.
Chapter completed!