Cheng Lingyu's condition was slightly better. The Fang Tianbao Seal and the Underworld Magic Sword in the True Yuan Sea of ​​both hands showed obvious vibrations, which had a strong reaction to the black coffin and released a special aura to resist the shock wave emitted by the coffin.

Cheng Lingyu's mind was restless, and the mysterious grass was shaking rapidly, exploring the abnormal movement of the black coffin.

"Soul Gathering Coffin."

This is the mysterious grass’s explanation of this black coffin. Although it is only three words, Cheng Lingyu has learned a lot from it.

This is the Soul Gathering Valley. Its formation has a long history, but few people can explain it clearly.

Cheng Lingyu has been to Guihun Valley. The place is very strange. There are five ghost halls. Why can countless souls gather? Few people in the world can explain it clearly.

The situation in Soul Gathering Valley is different from that in Soul Revealing Valley, but there are similarities.

There are countless disciples under the Sunset City Gate, but few people know the reason for the formation of the Soul Gathering Valley. Now Cheng Lingyu has finally found it.

It turns out that all this is related to this soul-gathering coffin. The existence of the soul-gathering coffin gathers countless souls here, forming a special field.

This field is limited to many. Whether it is a master in the blood martial arts realm or the spiritual martial arts realm, after entering the Soul Gathering Valley, his cultivation level will be limited to the Soul Gathering Realm. All of this is because of the Soul Gathering Coffin.

"This is the soul gathering coffin, will it be a holy weapon?"

Cheng Lingyu was a little moved. Spiritual weapons are rare in this world, and holy weapons are even hard to find in a lifetime.

If you can get this soul-gathering coffin, it will definitely be of immeasurable value.

Lan Xiaozhu said in surprise: "Soul Gathering Coffin, Soul Gathering Valley, is this the reason why the Soul Gathering Valley is formed?"

Fang Ruohua said in a trembling voice: "This coffin is so terrible. I feel like it wants to swallow our souls. It's better to try to leave quickly."

The soul-gathering coffin is not big, it is only about one foot long, six inches wide and high. It is black all over. It has hazy mysterious patterns on the surface, but it releases terrifying fluctuations that shock the heavens.

This soul-gathering coffin is a soul that seems to be able to devour all things. Even Fang Ruohua's innate martial soul feels shaking his heart and leaving his body.

Cheng Lingyu nodded slightly, and a strong shock wave suddenly burst out from his still body, forcing open the imprisoned void, pulling the two women back quickly.

The Soul Gathering Coffin seemed to have noticed this scene. The black coffin shook slightly, and a terrible wave swept over like a wave, acting on Cheng Lingyu, shaking his body, and vomiting blood and seriously injured on the spot.

"Ling Yu, senior brother..."

The two women exclaimed, their faces full of worry.

Cheng Lingyu smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, this little injury is nothing. But it's probably not easy to leave with just your own strength."

Cheng Lingyu ordered Lan Xiaozhu to grab Fang Ruohua and then let go of his right hand.

The next moment, Cheng Lingyu sacrificed a long sword, which was the Flying Flower and Snow Moon Sword, and used the Phantom Spectral Slash to cut off the binding force emitted by the Soul Gathering Coffin to get rid of this predicament.

The Flying Flower and Snow Moon Sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon. It has an unstoppable power and easily shatters the void, but it fails to cut off the confinement emitted by the Soul Gathering Coffin in one fell swoop.

Cheng Lingyu's face changed slightly, and the result made him frightened.

Even the top-grade spiritual weapon cannot escape the constraints of the Soul Gathering Valley. Is this coffin really surpassing the level of spiritual weapon and a holy weapon?

While thinking, Cheng Lingyu did not stop. The long sword in his hand flew and rotated. The crisscrossed sword lights combined with the formation tried to spread the imprisoned time, but in the end it failed.

"What should I do, senior brother?"

Fang Ruohua looked at the long sword in Cheng Lingyu's hand, and the lights were flowing, and the pictures were flashing, telling the uniqueness of the sword.

Cheng Lingyu frowned, put away the spiritual sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, there is no chance of winning when fighting hard, but there is still hope for escaping."

The soul gathering coffin was suspended in the air, and its body was shiny and shiny, slowly rotating. Soul spirits wrapped around it and turned into black halos, with as many as forty-nine.

Cheng Lingyu stared at the Soul Gathering Coffin, feeling like a great king, overwhelming the world, looking down at the surroundings, making people feel panic.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Lingyu suppressed the restlessness in his heart and let out a loud shout, like thunder thunder, ripples appearing in this strange place with cold and cold yin energy.

At the same moment, Cheng Lingyu waved his right hand, and a magic knife suddenly appeared in his palm, releasing a strange and evil aura, cutting through a world and cutting off the barriers of time and space.

In a flash, Cheng Lingyu pulled Lan Xiaozhu and Fang Ruohua shot out lightning. When the magic knife cut off the binding force emitted by the soul-gathering coffin, the three of them appeared one mile away, and the space binding force there was obviously much smaller.

The Soul-Gathering Coffin trembled slightly when the magic knife appeared, as if it was sensing the knife.

Cheng Lingyu stopped a mile away, the magic knife in his palm had already restrained, and he looked at the soul-gathering coffin with his eyes focused, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fang Ruohua was uneasy and urged: "Senior Brother, let's go quickly."

Cheng Lingyu said: "Junior sister goes to the distance and wait for me first, and I will come over later."

Fang Ruohua hesitated and said, "No, I want to be with my senior brother."

Cheng Lingyu glanced at Fang Ruohua, nodded slightly, and then moved his eyes to Lan Xiaozhu.

"Do you think there is hope to seize this soul-gathering coffin?"

Lan Xiaozhu hesitated and said, "I need to calculate this."

Lan Xiaozhu rolled away Fang Ruohua and asked her to stand to Cheng Lingyu's right.

Fang Ruohua appeared on the right side of Cheng Lingyu without saying a word, and took the initiative to hold Cheng Lingyu's right hand tightly, with a hint of shyness in his heart.

Lan Xiaozhu held Cheng Lingyu's left hand, and at the same time held the key to fate on her neck, and began to calculate the destination of the Soul-Gathering Coffin.

This coffin is mysterious. With Lan Xiaozhu's current cultivation strength, it is extremely dangerous for her to forcibly calculate that she will die on the spot if she is not careful.

Cheng Lingyu felt Lan Xiaozhu's body trembling violently, the left half of his body was glowing, the right half was dark and dark, the seven holes began to bleed, and a powerful backlash power surged out of his body, flowing into Cheng Lingyu's mysterious space.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with Sister Lan?"

Fang Ruohua was shocked when he saw this scene.

Cheng Lingyu whispered: "She is using special means to calculate some things, and this calculation requires a price."

The Tianyun Divine Calculation is very mysterious. The simpler the calculation, the smaller the backlash power, the faster the speed.

On the contrary, the more complicated the calculation is, the greater the backlash, and the slower the speed.

At this moment, Lan Xiaozhu fell into a long calculation process, her body was trembling and bleeding, but she could no longer stop.

After about one stick of incense, Lan Xiaozhu's trembling body gradually calmed down, her forehead was sweating like rain, and she opened her weak eyes tiredly.

Cheng Lingyu felt a little heartbroken and said in his body: "Xiaozhu..."

Lan Xiaozhu showed a weak smile and whispered: "It's okay, it will be fine after a while. I calculated some things, although they are incomplete, but I know a little bit. This soul gathering coffin is very involved, and it is not yet time to be born, and there are more than one."

Cheng Lingyu frowned and said, "There are Jiulings in Xiyue Divine Mountain, and each ridge has a Soul Gathering Valley. Is there a total of nine Soul Gathering Coffins?"

Lan Xiaozhu shook her head and said, "More than this number, there should be eighteen."

Fang Ruohua said in confusion: "How could there be eighteen? Could it be that there is still a soul-gathering coffin in this Soul Gathering Valley that has not appeared?"

Cheng Lingyu pondered and said, "Eighteen, I understand. This is Xiyue Divine Mountain. Although it is only one word different from the Yuyue Divine Mountain, it is very different. The real Yuyue Divine Mountain should wrap Xiyue Divine Mountain and Dongyue Divine Mountain, which is complete. Xiyue Divine Mountain has nine soul-gathering coffins, and then Dongyue Divine Mountain should also have nine soul-gathering coffins, which add up to exactly eighteen."

This time Fang Ruohua understood and suddenly said, "What my senior brother said makes sense, it should be like this. Based on this, there is a soul-gathering coffin in the other eight ridges of Xiyue Shenshan. When we go to collect our souls, we have to pay attention and not repeat the same mistakes."

The terrifying three people in the Soul Gathering Coffin have experienced it personally. If Cheng Lingyu hadn't had the magic knife in his hand, the three people would have been in trouble and would have died here.

"Let's go, let's leave here."

Cheng Lingyu pulled the two girls and slowly retreated until he accelerated until ten miles away.

Just after the three of them disappeared, the soul-gathering coffin floating in the air suddenly fell again, causing the earth to shake again and sink into the ground.

Although Cheng Lingyu did not see this scene with his own eyes, he sensed it.

He knew that it was his soul-guiding banner that destroyed the balance of the Soul Gathering Valley and provoked the Soul Gathering Coffin. When collecting souls, he could no longer plunder without restrictions.

An abnormality occurred in the Soul Gathering Valley on Nebula Ridge, which attracted the attention of the Sixth House of Nebula.

When Cheng Lingyu and the other two walked out of the Soul Gathering Valley, there were many disciples outside, all discussing this issue.

When Song Xuejiao saw the three of them coming out, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Senior Brother Gu asked, "What happened inside? Have you seen it?"

Cheng Lingyu shook his head. Before the three of them came out, they had already discussed that matters about the Soul Gathering Coffin should not be leaked, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble.

Lan Xiaozhu looked at Song Xuejiao and said softly: "We went deep into the Soul Gathering Valley and were capturing souls. Suddenly, something happened. A terrifying bondage force appeared, imprisoning us in place. It was not until the bondage force gradually weakened not long ago that we broke free."

"You are not curious, so you didn't check what happened?"

Some disciples from Xingyunling were suspicious and questioned.

Fang Ruohua snorted coldly: "If you have the ability, you can check it yourself, why should you hide outside and dare not go in?"

Cheng Lingyu said: "Junior sister, I'm not saying a few words. This place has not been peaceful recently, so let's leave here first."

Cheng Lingyu nodded to Song Xuejiao, and then hurried away with the two girls.

Some disciples in Xingyunling were dissatisfied and shouted and scolded a few times, but no one dared to really provoke them.

"Senior brother, where are we going now?"

After leaving the Soul Gathering Valley, Fang Ruohua felt extremely relaxed.
Chapter completed!