Chapter 1504 God's Coffin Town Mountain
A sarcophagus that is not enough to be palm-sized, only four fingers wide, appeared in Ye Fan's hand.
Its style is simple and natural, with vague marks. If you carefully identify it, you can see that it is the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects, etc., which are all very ancient and long-lasting things.
Nine coffins in the mythical era!
Ye Fan finally took out this ominous object and wanted to break the cauldron and sink the boat to attack Mount Xumi and break through the Great Leiyin Temple.
Most people are puzzled when they see it, with a suspicious face, and they don't know it at all. What's the use of a small coffin with a palm? Can it be more powerful than the emperor's weapon?
Only a few people were moved when they saw it. They vaguely understood its origin in surprise, and instantly thought of a lot of legends about this kind of coffin.
"Is it really the coffin of gods in the mythical era?"
A lot of people came from the ancient clan, and the voices of some old patriarchs of the ancient royal family trembled. They are closer to the mythical era than today's people, and they naturally know more about this kind of coffin.
"Is there any terrible particularity?" Many people were puzzled and asked the people around them, which immediately caused a lot of discussion.
And some of the elders in the extraterritorial saints also looked forward, approaching a distance to watch, all of which showed shock, and their hearts beat violently.
"It's really like that kind of thing!"
When some seniors whispered about the origin and horror of this kind of coffin, everyone seemed to have poured ice and snow, and a layer of cold pimples appeared on the body.
It is said that it is buried in nine days and never sinks into the loess.
Everyone's breath was short, and his heart kept jumping violently. Where did Ye Fan get it? Unexpectedly, he had such a backhand, which made people frighten.
This kind of thing can't be provoked. If you can't do it well, it will end up with the destruction of the whole family.
"The legend of the nine-layer coffin of the god is too creepy and unmovable. After seeing it, you should salute it, bury it in the sky, and release it to the depths of the universe."
All the extraterritorial saints, the old patriarchs of the ancient royal family, etc. looked solemn. Even Ye Fan's own people are extremely solemn, and they are particularly cautious and careful about this matter.
One of them has the most special performance. That is the silkworm Taoist, who reacts much more strongly than others. He stands straight, like a divine sword coming out of its sheath, emitting a forceful atmosphere, sweeping away the previous decadence.
At this moment. His eyes were bright, and the materialized light lasted for several miles. His lips trembled and trembled, and he clenched his fist.
Others naturally saw his abnormality and asked carefully, but he ignored it, and his eyes were in an instant, like an immortal statue staring at the front.
Everyone knew that he had a strange temper, and even the silkworm princess was usually helpless. Qi Luo, Ye Tong and others naturally don't care about the competition and no longer bother.
"Do you want to fight against me, Mount Sumeru?" The voice of the old monk Moke finally changed, and his expression was not very good-looking. He recited the Buddha's name and said, "If you use it, you may hurt yourself first."
"It won't bother you." Ye Fan said flatly.
In the depths of the starry sky, the battle on the other side of the god, the indestructible divine realm was destroyed, and the ancient coffin of the Void Emperor played a great role and destroyed all faith.
Ye Fan took out the nine-layer coffin at this time. Of course, he did not want to completely copy the result of the battle of the divine realm.
The divine realm has been tampered with by Tianzun, so the emperor's evil spirit can destroy the faith there. And Mount Xumi is different and has never been cursed. It is impossible to be ignited and become a firecracker.
In the battle of the divine realm, the heroes only used the evil spirit dissipated by the body of the emperor to destroy an immortal divine religion.
Now, what Ye Fan wants to use is the real corpse of the gods inside. It's not as simple as evil. Put the whole body of the emperor inside into Xumi Mountain.
If it succeeds, it will definitely be a devastating disaster.
All ethnic groups in ancient times looked solemn, because they clearly remembered an old story. In ancient times, a strong race once got a nine-fold coffin. But it eventually led to the extermination of the clan. Everything is because they touched the deepest taboo of the coffin.
At the beginning, when Ye Fan got this coffin in the ancestral temple of the Yuhua God Dynasty, the Holy Prince also solemnly mentioned the ancient tragedy and warned it.
Now, it is difficult to use all kinds of means. Ye Fan decided to use this killer weapon. How many people have seen the whole emperor's body? It has almost never manifested in the world, and it immediately caused an uproar!
"Amitabha, good, good!" The old monk Moke was angry and no longer as calm and calm as before. His eyes were amazing, staring at the palm of his hand.
Ye Fan did not hesitate. He turned over and hit the small coffin into the Yuantian taboo array. There was exactly an empty flag position at the forefront of Xumi Mountain, which was obviously left for this coffin.
The emperor can't succeed in a battle, but using the real emperor's corpse to suppress the cursed Xumi Mountain, which is bound to be effective and should be able to tear through the mountain gate.
In this world, there is nothing to hurt the emperor. Even if they die, the bodies left behind cannot be damaged.
The runes in the source array flashed, and the chaotic fog flowed, entangled all the original breaths of heaven and earth, and the lines spread to the most advanced array.
Ye Fan cut his wrist, and golden blood fell one after another. After he operated the formula, he sent it to the array, dripping on the small coffin, making it click, cracking a gap, and opening the first layer.
I can't see anything on this floor. The small coffin inside is one size smaller, and it is still clumsy and simple, engraved with various vague patterns.
The coffin of the gods does not enter the earth, does not enter the loess, and is permanently buried on the nine heavens. The origin and attention are amazing.
Everyone held their breath and were all nervous. Today, they may witness a grand event that few people have seen in ancient times. It is destined to be terrible and will be recorded in the annals of history.
"The gods have no time, and the mortal world is not enough to bury it. Even if they die, they will be unsullied. Only nine days are their destination, and finally they rest in a place beyond the reach of the world."
Now, the coffin of the god is placed in the array like this. Once opened, it will inevitably break out a shocking event in the world.
One floor, two layers... The small coffin keeps opening.
The blood of Ye Fan's wrist fell a lot. Jin Xia rushed to the sky, and the powerful fluctuations surged violently, like a golden flame burning and flying into the array.
The god's coffin is wrapped in this golden blood, as if it is burning. In a long time, it has opened six layers in a row, and no accidents have happened.
Everyone's hearts are particularly depressed. All the saints are going backwards. No matter how far they hide, they don't want to be affected. Most of this place will soon become a bad place.
"Shout up!" The old monk Moke couldn't calm down and shouted loudly.
And the big peacock king holds a magic pestle and is ready to deal with the shock at any time. The golden crown on his head flashes, and the Buddha's Taoist map emerges, which makes her whole body look like a deterrent to the world.
"What do you think? Do you want to put flowers down the mountain?" Ye Fan asked coldly.
"He is on Mount Sumeru, which is a kind of fruit..."
"There's nothing to say!" Ye Fan directly interrupted his words, and the golden blood flow on his wrist intensified, and he directly opened the seventh layer of stone.
When he encountered the eighth layer, the blood on his wrist was already difficult to work. He pointed to the heart, cut a wound, and refined the essence of his heart and blood.
"Kkaze!"
The eighth coffin was opened, revealing the last small coffin. Now the four fields are so quiet that they are silent, and everyone has held their breath.
Even the heartbeat of the Luohan, the guardian king, the Bodhisattva, the ancient Buddha, etc. on Mount Sumer increased, but the expression was still indifferent, not saying a word, staring silently.
The last ultimate small coffin appeared, showing in front of the world, only the thumb is long, ancient and dull, but it makes everyone particularly afraid, as if facing the gods of the flood.
The invisible pressure poured in, and everyone's nerves were tense and extremely nervous. They waited for the opening of the last ancient coffin to see what the secret was.
The last layer is strong and immortal, and it is difficult to open. Ye Fan consumed a lot of blood essence in his heart, and his face turned white, but it still did not move.
"Kkaze!"
Until the end, he tempered his heart and blood again, and his body shook. The consumption was too big! Sprinkling the essence of holy blood on the sarcophagus, it made a trill and then left a tiny gap.
The smallest gap appeared in the last layer of the coffin, but it rushed out of a magnificent emperor's evil spirit, covering the sky, like a sea, infinite, straight to Mount Xumi.
Everyone changed color, the emperor's origin did not fluctuate, and the endless evil spirit surging out first, drowning the front.
This kind of emperor's frightening of the Buddha is the most terrible. It is a disaster for the saint, and it is also a different furnace of water and fire for the holy faith, tit-for-tat.
One is the evil of the dead, and the other is the thought of the living, which is very antagonistic.
Under the leadership of the Yuantian array, the flag hunted, the nine coffins in the mythical era trembled, and the emperor in the cracks was endless, crowded with heaven and earth, rushing to Xumi Mountain.
There is no doubt that this is a catastrophe!
This is not a divine realm. It is not cursed. The power of faith cannot be ignited, but the two power attributes are different, and there is a feeling of light and darkness.
Severe collision!
The last small coffin only has a long thumb, but the vast emperor is as horrible as the star river falling down, boundless. Obviously, this is mustard Naxumi, and there is another universe inside, as vast as a world.
Ye Fan urged him to lift the last layer of the coffin lid, let the emperor's corpse appear, suppress it into Xumi Mountain, and break this place.
However, at this moment, he felt an ominous breath. The lines in the sky were shining and overwhelming, setting off his luminescence outside the array.
Although it seemed sacred, Ye Fan frowned. His body was in severe pain, like a knife cutting, the pores became thick, and the steel needle-like red hair stinged out and grew out.
At the critical moment when the emperor's corpse was about to appear, this kind of thing happened. The ominousness of Yuan Tianshi broke out more than in his later years, and he happened here and now.
Without holding the imperial weapon, Ye Fan snorted coldly, and his golden blood burned all over his body. In an instant, he cleaned up the red hair all over his body and cut off that strange force.
Obviously, it's not over yet!
"Woo..."
The gloomy wind is angry, the magic shadow is full of shadows, the earth in the distance is dark, and the red whirlwind blows up, unexpectedly covering the sky and the sun, flying sand and stones. It looks very horrible and rushing straight here.