1341 The Burial Coffin Moves, High Priest Wu Yue (1/2)

Fantasy: Me! The Destiny Villain 1341 The Burial Coffin Moves, Grand Priest Wu Yue (Subscribe)

At this moment, many ancient creatures living in seclusion in the vastness were startled, and felt that in the depths of the dark and deep sea of ​​consciousness, there seemed to be a silver light that appeared for a moment, as bright as daylight, covering and shrouding them. It seemed that some unpredictable and unimaginable creatures opened their eyes and were looking at them, sweeping over them. The silver-white light that swept across the sky and the earth was like a gaze that penetrated the eternity, and the entire vast boundary wall turned into a foam-like faint substance. Of course, the silver-white light that suddenly swept through the hearts of countless creatures and practitioners quickly disappeared, and the sea of ​​consciousness of all creatures became quiet and dark again, as deep as the bottom of the ocean. "What was that just now?" Many ancient creatures felt palpitations and fear, and their faces were trembling with fear. "Could it be that the existence of the real world has opened its eyes and is looking around the world?" Many beings hiding deep in the boundary wall were terrified, feeling that something big was about to happen, and the entire vastness might change dramatically in the future. Or an unimaginable terrible catastrophe would appear. For a time, the ancient existences in various time and space began to think about deduction, or got up and fled, and began to plan various countermeasures. A beautiful mountain and river, a world of clouds and rain, here purple mist surrounds the peaks, and the mountains are surrounded by rosy clouds. Emerald lakes are dotted, and all the birds, beasts, insects, fish, birds and beasts are spiritual, exotic flowers and plants, tall bamboos and pines, thousands of old cypresses, and thousands of bamboos. Even the weeds between the cracks in the rocks are lingering with the rhyme of immortal light, which is extraordinary. "Brother Baimei has been captured for such a long time, and the master has not asked about it."

"Since escaping back, Senior Sister Xingying "Sanbaqi" has been recovering from her injuries. Although the master did not blame her, it can be seen that she is also very guilty." I really don't know who the leader of the Fatian League is. After Senior Sister Xingying came back and mentioned this matter, I felt that the master's face changed for the first time. "On the highest purple mountain here, there is a cave entrance that is several people high. Two boys who look to be in their teens are standing on the left and right, one boy and one girl, and they are talking in a low voice. Although the two look young, they faintly reveal a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity. Each of them also has some alien characteristics, either with scales or horns. Not far from the cave entrance, there stands a square bluestone stele, which is three feet high and more than six feet wide. The three ancient characters "Yinxu Cave" are written in silver hooks and iron strokes, with dragon-like strokes and natural Taoist rhymes, as if they are interpreting the myriad ways of the heavens, and filled with hazy clouds. At this moment, while the two boys were talking, the entrance of the cave suddenly became colorful with smoke and haze, the sun and the moon swayed, and a wisp of clear air floated out, wrapped in a page of golden ancient scroll, which fell in front of the two boys. "Bo'er, take this page of ancient scroll to where your third senior brother is, and let him go to Weiyang Palace." A gentle and neutral voice came from the cave. "Yes, master. "One of the two boys immediately knelt down respectfully, picked up the golden scroll respectfully, and then turned into a blue phoenix with wings spread, and flew away in an instant. "Ti'er, you go find Xingying and ask her to go to Xiyuan civilization again to confirm whether the black tide has arrived. "The gentle and neutral voice came again. "Yes, sir. "

The other boy responded respectfully, and then turned into a blue dragon and flew away on the clouds.

Outside the Yinxu Cave, silence soon returned, but not long after, a long sigh came from it again.

"After Chu Gucheng died, all my arrangements in Xiyuan civilization were also in vain, and the will just now, could it be related to the source of the black disaster? I hope my guess is wrong.

""No matter what, I will cut off the firewood in this life, and no existence can hinder me.

"After the sigh disappeared, the entrance of Yinxu Cave fell into absolute silence and quietness again, only the colorful clouds still lingered between the stone cracks and cliffs, like a holy land of immortals.

At the same time, under a sky that was always dark and filled with gray smoke and darkness, there were endless mountains and plateaus, hills and plains, and valleys, forming various natural terrains.

There were dark craters, dark soil that never melted, and swamps with muddy and undulating...

This was a world without law and restraint, without form and trace, without color and desire. It was overlapping and changing between reality and illusion every moment, and various terrains were born and disappeared at the same time, making it difficult to tell in which time and space it existed.

Maybe yesterday, or tomorrow, or in the ten thousand years. Ancient times.

On the top of the most majestic mountain range, there stood a magnificent and ancient dark palace, surrounded by a stretch of buildings, like an altar, and also like a fortress.

The palace seemed to be as high as the sky, and it seemed to have existed since the beginning of the world. It was vague and unclear.

At every moment, there were ancient sacrificial sounds and world sounds, and there seemed to be a figure shrouded in endless sacrificial light sitting inside.

Swish!

But at this moment, a bloody light that rushed into the sky instantly rushed up from the dark palace, almost collapsing the sky. The bloody light was overwhelming, endless, and boundless, forming a bloody altar.

Around the altar, one after another pillars made of unknown materials were poured.

Each pillar was engraved with ancient runes, mountains, rivers, lakes, insects, fish, birds, beasts, totems, flowers and plants, crowded around. Real dragons, starting from the tail, were nailed to the pillars, as if they were about to raise their heads and chant, and fly into the sky. There were tens of thousands of them, each of which was tens of thousands of feet long and terrifying. The scales alone were like mountains.

As the bloody altar emerged and became more and more magnificent, the pillars also trembled, and each real dragon revived. Chaos particles were steaming around, and the ancient universe was spinning and floating, as if it was supporting something.

Such a scene was too terrifying and shocking. The world was shaking and trembling. An ancient and immortal coffin was faintly revealed, carried on the bloody altar. It was opened at one corner, and the hazy and terrifying chaotic mist lingered there.

In the middle, a vague coffin can be seen lying quietly. Reflected through the blood-colored altar, there is endless blood-colored matter steaming, and the breath that is so terrifying that it can crush the world falls one after another, enough to destroy and crush all visible and invisible substances.

The blood-colored altar is reflected on the sky, and the extremely dense dark breath falls like a waterfall. From a distance, it looks like the sky river bursting its banks, surging and flooding the four seas and eight wildernesses.

All the creatures in this world kneel down there in shock and reverence, constantly bowing their heads, with fanaticism in their eyes, as if the supreme existence is sleeping in the coffin.

"What happened?"

"Why did the Burial Coffin suddenly move? Did it revive?"

"The Burial Coffin was shaking gently, and the coffin inside was also shaking." "I knew that the great master could not be killed. This is a sign that he is about to return." Countless figures knelt around, and it looked like an endless dark tide, filling the world.

All kinds of cheering, excitement, and excitement resounded everywhere, boiling to the extreme.

"The Burial Coffin cannot be revived for no reason. Something must have happened."

"The young lady is not in the Nightmare Demon Realm now, and several high priests have not approached it. It must be because it feels the will of the master to revive and return, and is afraid and terrified.

"

"It is afraid of the arrival of that day." All kinds of excited and excited voices of discussion and speculation resounded around. From the blood-colored altar, thick dark matter fell, drowning everyone like a wave. The dark aura that the outside world was trembling with fear made them cheer and jump for joy, as if they were bathing in the warm sunshine, full of comfort. Above the sky, such a terrifying scene appeared and disappeared quickly. The blood-colored altar and the coffin in it also disappeared quickly, as if it sank into the palace again. "The Burial Coffin has not seen such a strange movement for a long time. The last time it was that sage who risked his life to break in and steal it..." Suddenly, a road appeared among the cheering crowd. A figure wearing a black dress and a green ghost mask walked over. He had messy hair and a strange knife on his waist. He looked a bit like a yamen runner in the mortal world. However, the figures around him were full of fear and took the initiative to make way for him to come to the front of the mountain. "Ahem." "Be careful about this matter. It's better to mention it as little as possible in the Nightmare Demon Realm. Although the young lady is gone now, she will be more or less unhappy if she hears it." A cough suddenly came, interrupting the figure who wanted to continue speaking. An old woman with a crutch, a hunched body, and a face full of wrinkles and pockmarks came over. She was wearing a dark golden cloak. Although she coughed from time to time when she spoke, her eyes were not turbid, but instead had a terrifying light that made people's heart palpitate. "With the Fengzang priest here, what should I worry about? The young lady won't know this." The figure with the machete seemed to let out an intriguing laugh. "Chu Shuang, you must abide by the rules of the Nightmare Demon Realm in the Nightmare Demon Realm. Even if the chief priest Li Shuang values ​​you very much, you can't be presumptuous. Even the chief priests recognize the identity of the young lady, so why should you be weird? "The old woman named Feng Zang narrowed her eyes suddenly, and knocked the ground heavily with her hand holding the crutch, and her tone suddenly became sharp. "Haha, I'm not being sarcastic, Feng Zang the priest is thinking too much. "The figure named Chu Shuang still smiled nonchalantly, shrugged his shoulders, and didn't care. His other hand grasped the machete at his waist, as if he could pull it out in an instant, and a sharp aura began to spread. The figures around him, regardless of their strength, became silent at this moment, and dared not say much. Although the rules in the Nightmare Demon Realm are strict, the two people in front of them are existences that they cannot provoke. Each priest is a terrifying existence that controls the power of life and death under the chief priest, and their strength is unpredictable. Chu Shuang is even a confidant of a chief priest, and his strength is also terrifying and boundless, not inferior to any priest. In the past, it was impossible for them to see any of them, let alone encounter such a scene.

However, many chief priests are at odds with each other and have disputes with each other. This is no secret in the Nightmare Demon Realm.

"Since there is a dispute, let's go to the outside world to fight a life-and-death battle. The sacred place dedicated to the Lord cannot accommodate anything other than purity.

"

Suddenly, a voice that was neither light nor slow, and without any emotion, was heard, and a human-shaped black mist appeared here.

Dots of firefly-like blue shimmers flickered around the mist, completely enveloping the figure inside, so that no one could see clearly the face and figure of the person inside.

This mist appeared extremely suddenly, as if it emerged out of thin air, without any fluctuations or breath. The moment all the figures around it saw it, they all kowtowed and lowered their heads, full of respect.

"Wu...Wuyue Grand Priest..."

The smile on the face of the figure named Chu Shuang also suddenly disappeared. The face under the Qinggui mask turned pale, and his voice trembled, and then he hurriedly saluted, "Chu Shuang has met the Great Priest Wuyue.

"

The old woman named Feng Zang had the same expression. The hand holding the cane was trembling. She saluted in a trembling voice, "Feng Zang has seen the chief priest. I didn't mean to argue with Chu Shuang just now. Please invite the chief priest." forgive…"

She never expected that the chief priest, who had not been heard from for many years, would suddenly appear here today.

Even the other chief priests of 1.9 dare not show any disrespect in front of the chief priest.

The chief priest behind her did the same thing when facing the great chief priest Wuyue.

"In a place dedicated to the Lord, no disrespectful person is allowed to appear.

"The unhurried voice still came from the mist, but this time there was an extra

A chill.

Chu Shuang and Feng Zang became more and more frightened and trembled, thinking of many rumors about the chief priest, their faces turned extremely pale.

"Forgive me, the high priest. We did not do this intentionally. Our respect for the Lord has never changed.

"

"I hope the chief priest will forgive us both."

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. I don't want to see any dust in front of Daitian Palace.

"

In the black mist, the chief priest's voice was still cold, and then with a wave of his hand, two mists suddenly rushed out, like flames, and fell on Chu Shuang and Feng Zang.

The two people looked at each other with fear, not daring to hide at all. They made a sound of shock and pain, and then turned into a dog and a chicken in the fearful eyes of everyone.

"Whenever the front of Daitian Palace becomes clean, you will return to your original state.

"The chief priest said calmly.

The other priests who came from behind and several chief priests couldn't help but shrink their pupils and trembled when they saw this scene.

The chief priest ignored the people who came after him, walked alone to the majestic mountain range in front, and then walked into the magnificent palace.

"The world-burial coffin moved. I finally heard your voice again. Are you coming back?"

"I've been waiting so hard for you."

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