Chapter 751

When Xiao Nanfeng was running around with the coffin, he encountered a large number of red-haired monsters to stop him. Fortunately, the two saint clones were also blocked by a large number of red-haired monsters, making the pursuit extremely troublesome.

Not long after, Xiao Nanfeng finally threw off the two saint clones and hid in a mountain forest. He didn't come out again until he watched the two saint clones fly away.

"Finally get rid of them." Xiao Nanfeng breathed out.

It's not that he can't beat the two saint clones, but it's not the time to fight desperately with the two saint clones.

He looked around, and gradually showed surprise: "The red moon illusion is really big. I have been flying for so long just now, but I can't see the boundary? Is this really an illusion? How strange!"

In the past, Yin Shinhwa used his physical body to step into the Red Moon Illusion, and he felt very strange. Later, he also suspected that the Tianmai Gate could allow the physical body to enter, but he never came in to check it out.

At this moment, entering in person himself filled him with surprise. Because, here can accommodate the physical body?

"Isn't the illusion all about the spiritual world? Aren't they all virtual objects? How can there be a feeling of fusion of virtual objects and real objects here?" Xiao Nanfeng asked in surprise.

Suddenly, he saw a huge city in the distance. The red light flickered in the city, and a huge evil spirit surged in. The tyranny of this evil spirit made him tremble inexplicably. He could see that there were countless red-haired monsters running around in that city.

He really wanted to go and have a look, but somehow felt a huge threat there, which made his hair stand on end.

He took a deep breath, finally suppressed his curiosity, turned around, and went straight to the place where he entered the Tianmai Gate. Soon, he returned to the original place.

There is a palace there, and the plaque on the palace has three big characters "Diuyin Palace".

Before, the two saint avatars didn't pay much attention to the palace because they were eager to recover the black coffin, but Xiao Nanfeng knew that what he was looking for was probably inside.

There were bursts of words from the Lost Sound Palace, and the sound of the word was so loud that even the previous saint's avatar felt extremely uncomfortable listening to it.

Xiao Nanfeng kept him awake because his avatar was in the blue lotus and continuously released the complete Sanskrit sound of life-threatening, but even so, he still felt extremely uncomfortable when he was close to the Diuyin Palace.

There were some red-haired monsters rushing around, but they were all blown away by him, and he approached Diuyin Palace little by little.

Finally, before walking to the Diuyin Palace, he reached out and pushed the gate of the Diuyin Palace.

With a bang, the door remained motionless. You know, he is using the body of a dead ancestor now. With the power of the Daluo Jinxian, can't he push a door?

"Could Diuyin Palace be a magic weapon?" Xiao Nanfeng's eyes lit up.

He tried his best to move the Diuyin Palace, but the Diuyin Palace remained motionless. He looked regretful, he couldn't move it, just couldn't take it with him? He sighed slightly, and could only give up the idea of ​​moving Diuyin Palace away.

He continued to try to open the door, but several attempts failed. He suddenly thought of something, from the brow opening of Zhuangzu's body, a surge of supreme soul power suddenly gushed out, and with a buzzing sound, the supreme soul power poured into the gate of Diuyin Palace.

There was a loud bang, and the gate of the Diuyin Palace was slowly opened.

"Sure enough." Xiao Nanfeng said with his eyes brightened.

The next moment, the word-throwing sound inside the door suddenly increased countless times, forming a red sound wave like a tide, washing out overwhelmingly, and with a bang, all the countless red-haired monsters coming from around were washed away.

Only Xiao Nanfeng walked forward step by step against the tide-like red sound wave.

Countless golden lights emanated from his body surface, but he was the one who attracted the death-defying Sanskrit sound to protect his body, which blocked the scour of the throwing words. But even so, the red sound waves washed over him to reveal an extremely painful expression, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Step by step, he stepped into the Diuyin Palace with difficulty. He looked at the scenery in the palace, but saw red sound waves rolling in the palace, like a tsunami wave.

Scouring in all directions frantically.

At the center of this tide-like sound wave is a red object. It is a character, a "Dou" character. This "Dou" character is extremely thin, like a piece of red paper floating in the air. With endless energy, billowing red sound waves are violently erupting.

"Dao Zi Dao Tu?" Xiao Nanfeng's eyes lit up.

This is what Yu Fuli mentioned, the treasure that can deal with saints?

From a distance, he could feel the terrifying power of this word-throwing diagram. He didn't dare to rush to take it, but turned his hands to take out a black coffin.

"Take it back first and then talk about it!" He used the black coffin to cover the throwing word diagram.

This is not the shattered black coffin he just won, but his own black coffin. Although he didn't fully refine the black coffin, it shouldn't be difficult to use it to carry the diagram of throwing words, right?

The original owner of the black coffin used the three coffins as a guide, and there may be a big conspiracy, but the Taiqing Daozu is not a good person, and if he steals the Taiqing Daozu's things at this moment, if the Taiqing Daozu pursues it, the original owner of the black coffin may be able to Help him share a little stress.

With a rumbling sound, the Diozi Dao Tutu bloomed with countless Diozi Dao sounds, as if they were colliding with the black coffin. However, Xiao Nanfeng was not used to it, and suddenly covered it with a black coffin.

With a bang, the word-throwing Daoyin was put into the black coffin. With a bang, Xiao Nanfeng quickly closed the coffin lid.

It's a pity that this diagram of the word-throwing dao is too weird, even if Xiao Nanfeng puts the lid on the coffin, he can still hear the sound of the word-throwing dao emanating from the black coffin.

In the main hall, because there was no word-throwing diagram, it was suddenly much quieter.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of red mist erupted strangely in the hall.

Xiao Nanfeng's hairs immediately stood on end, and he instinctively felt a huge threat. Instead of curiously studying the red mist, he quickly stepped out of the Diuyin Palace.

With a sound of Kuang, he used the Supreme Soul Power to close the gate of Diuyin Palace.

The Diuyin Palace no longer released the Diuzi Daoyin, but the black coffin in Xiao Nanfeng's hand was still resounding with the Diuzi Daoyin. He put the black coffin into a storage magic weapon, but he still couldn't isolate the voice of the lost words.

The word-throwing Taoist sound filled his surroundings, making him extremely uncomfortable. If it wasn't for the death-defying Sanskrit sound body protection, he would have been tricked at this moment.

He stayed away from the Diuyin Palace, flew to another forest, took out the second black coffin he had just snatched from the saint's avatar, opened the black coffin lid, and with a bang, countless black air shot up into the sky, and the black air in the black air The black palms were tumbling one by one, as if they were connecting with the saint's avatar.

Xiao Nanfeng waited patiently, and sure enough, not long after, two saints flew over. With a flip of his hand, he put away the second black coffin.

The two saint avatars also found Xiao Nanfeng's voice of throwing words resounding continuously, and their expressions suddenly sank.

"You are in Yongding City, and you are working with Yu Fuli to plot against this deity, how do you know the identity of this deity?" A saint clone shouted coldly.

"I still don't know your identity, what's your name?" Xiao Nanfeng laughed.

"Yeah, you're pretending to be pretty. How did the deity's avatar be exposed in Yongding City? It must be Yu Fuli who discovered the deity's location. You don't know the deity's identity, how can Yu Fuli help you deal with the deity?" The saint said coldly.

"I've heard that you are a saint, that's all. I don't know your name, or how to call you?" Xiao Nanfeng asked pretending not to know.

"My saint, Chi Hai, this time, you have offended me, and you are dead." The saint clone said coldly.

"There are many people who say that I am doomed, but they all died before me." Xiao Nanfeng said disdainfully.

The faces of the two saint clones were terribly cold. Obviously, he didn't expect Xiao Nanfeng to be so arrogant after learning his identity?

"Xiao Nanfeng, what is this place?" the saint clone asked again.

"Can't you see where this is?" Xiao Nanfeng said with a smile.

"Of course I know that this is the red moon illusion, but why is it so vast? It's too big. I have been to many illusions, but I have never had such a big illusion. I have been flying for so long, but I can't see a trace of it." Then Saint clone said.

"Why should I tell you?" Xiao Nanfeng said coldly.

"You won't say it? No, no one has known about the Taiqing Xianzong for so many years, and you certainly don't know either." The saint clone said.

"Although I don't know the details of the Red Moon Illusion, I know a secret that everyone who dies here will become a red-haired monster, including you." Xiao Nanfeng said.

"What kind of secret is this? How could this deity not know? It's really ridiculous to want this deity to become a red-haired monster, and the little red moon illusion also wants to trap this deity?" The saint clone said coldly.

At this moment, with a buzzing all over, Xiao Nanfeng's body surfaced with countless black air, and there seemed to be black hands tearing him apart in the black air.

Xiao Nanfeng's face suddenly changed. He felt that the second black coffin was shaking violently in the magic treasure, bursting out billowing black air, as if it was about to fly out of the magic treasure, and the first black coffin was next to it. , Endless Throwing Words Daoyin suppressed the second black coffin, so that it couldn't get out of the trap.

But even so, some black energy broke through the magic weapon of storage, which had a certain impact on him in the outside world.

"I said, why are you talking nonsense to me all of a sudden? So you are secretly manipulating the black coffin to influence me? Unfortunately, the black coffin is in my hands, and you can't manipulate it." Xiao Nanfeng said coldly.

"You won't be able to suppress the black coffin for long, hmph!" Seeing that the plot was exposed, the two saint clones rushed over immediately.

"If you can't mobilize the black coffin, you will only be defeated by my subordinates. There are just two red-haired monsters transformed by saints here, and I will give you a ride." Xiao Nanfeng sneered, and also culled them away.

With a bang, the three fought again, and a monstrous storm of flames exploded. Xiao Nanfeng won the battle with one against two.

"How can the word-throwing sound on your body be so fierce? How did you do it?" a saint clone screamed.

"Damn it, this word-throwing sound is still affecting me?" Another saint clone exclaimed.

"Baquan, break Tianshan Mountain!" Xiao Nanfeng shouted loudly.

With a bang, the head of a saint's avatar was blown apart by his punch, and the sky was filled with black air, and the saint died on the spot.

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