Chapter 609 The Hands of the Devil

"Buzz!"

Seeing that the soul-suppressing stone tablet was broken, the terrifying existence suppressed in the sarcophagus escaped, and the tip of the Ditian sword embedded in the soul-suppressing stone tablet spurted out a large amount of kendo power, penetrated through the stone tablet and penetrated to the sarcophagus, smashing and rushing out. The demonic energy that came out did not let the terrifying existence in the sarcophagus escape.

"This, this, what is in this sarcophagus?"

Yue Zhongtian, who was breaking the sarcophagus with all his strength, saw the endless demonic energy gushing out, and also noticed the danger, his face changed slightly, he stopped attacking, and quickly retreated.

"Yue Zhongtian, you idiot, do you know that your stupid move is likely to kill us."

Seeing the demonic energy gushing out of the sarcophagus and the sharp scolding from the tip of the Ditian sword, Ye Chenfeng basically determined that the sarcophagus suppressed the other bodies of the 'devil', and roared angrily.

"Ye Chenfeng, what exactly is in this sarcophagus?"

Yue Zhongtian said with an ugly face, and also had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"If you want to know what's in the sarcophagus, stay and see for yourself."

With that said, Ye Chenfeng with an ugly face wanted to leave this dangerous black temple quickly, and try to find a way to get the Ditian sword tip in the future.

Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to leave, a powerful repressive force emerged from the top of the black temple, which sealed the entire temple. The repressive force was so strong that Ye Chenfeng and others felt suffocated.

"Sword's Dao Pattern, break it!"

The entrance to the temple was sealed, and the forty sword patterns immediately spewed out of Ye Chenfeng's body and gathered into an extremely sharp lightsaber, which stabbed like a broken bamboo.

After being attacked by forty swords, the prohibition on the entrance to the temple only stirred up a wave, and there was no sign of rupture.

"If you don't want to die, just attack with me, and we'll talk about everything when we leave here." Ye Chenfeng, who was looking at the impenetrable temple restrictions, roared loudly.

"Bang!"

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's roar, Heishi Tuji and others, who were more and more uneasy in their hearts, quickly took action, wanting to gather the power of everyone, smash the suppression ban, and leave the right and wrong place.

But at this moment, endless demonic energy poured out from the black sarcophagus again, smashing the attack of the Ditian sword tip, cracking the Soul Requiem stone tablet covered with spider web-like cracks, and flying the Ditian sword tip.

"Aw, the soul-suppressing tablet is finally broken, and this saint is about to see the sun again. Di Tian, ​​you wait for me, and when this saint reorganizes the demon body, you will definitely destroy your inheritance."

The soul-suppressing stone tablet shattered, and a ferocious and violent voice sounded in the sarcophagus.

The next moment, the black coffin lid that weighed one million kilograms was broken into pieces, and a pair of dark hands overflowing with magic light flew out of the black sarcophagus and appeared in the air, resisting the suppression of the temple.

"Hand, a pair of hands!"

Looking at the pair of demonic hands flying out of the sarcophagus, the expressions of everyone changed greatly, and they smelled a strong breath of death from the pair of demonic hands.

Just when the magic hand that had been suppressed for an unknown number of years got out of trouble, a fist-sized spar with vast power appeared on the top of the temple, which released the infinite suppressing force, and directly suppressed the magic hand.

"Tianjing, a Tianjing!"

Looking at the spar that suddenly appeared at the top of the temple, Ye Chenfeng raised his brows and recognized at a glance that this spar was a precious and unusual celestial crystal.

"If the sword spirit puppet devours this spar, and the Emperor Tianjian fuses with the tip of the sword, with the help of the power of the crowd, it may be possible to destroy this demonic hand." Ye Chenfeng was unable to break the suppression ban in a short time, so Ye Chenfeng drew Tianjing's attention. .

"The mere mid-grade Tianjing also wants to seal me and break it for me!"

A violent voice sounded again in the hands of the devil, and he threw two punches at Tianjing, a mid-grade top of the hall, shattering the pouring down repressive force.

"Ye Chenfeng, did the devil's hand and the devil's heart come from that 'magic'?"

Yue Zhongtian and others, who had witnessed the scene of the devil's situation, Yue Chenyuan and other people fighting the devil's heart, guessed the origin of the devil's hand, looked at Ye Chenfeng and asked in a low voice.

"Why, timid?" Looking at the solemn faces of Yue Zhongtian and others, Ye Chenfeng said unceremoniously, "Aren't you all majestic and do not listen to dissuasion? Why are you afraid now? Release the magic hand, what do you think? Find a way to solve it yourself, if you can't solve it, you just wait to be killed."

With that said, Ye Chenfeng ignored the gloomy Yue Zhongtian and the others, turned back decisively, and rushed towards the tip of the Ditian sword stuck on the ground, wanting to get it first.

"Boom!"

When Ye Chenfeng approached the tip of the Emperor Tianjian, the magic hand violently attacked the middle-grade Tianjing, and a suffocating force was vented on the top of everyone's heads, impacting their bodies.

"What are you doing, let's work together to break the ban and leave here first."

Feeling the horror of the magic hand, Yue Zhongtian was timid, holding the top-quality sky spear to attack the suppression and ban with all his strength.

The attacks launched by Yue Zhongtian and others who spared no effort can be described as extremely powerful, but this black temple that suppressed the devil's hand is even more terrifying, enduring their ferocious attacks without any signs of breaking.

Just when the entire temple was in chaos, Ye Chenfeng appeared beside the tip of Ditian Sword and took out Ditian Sword.

Sensing the Ditian Sword, the Ditian Sword Art that was inserted on the ground trembled, turned into a streamer, merged into the Ditian Sword, and merged with it.

"The pattern of the sword, this Emperor Heaven Sword Art is filled with the pattern of the ten swords."

When integrating the Ditian Sword Art, Ye Chenfeng felt that the quality of the Ditian Sword had reached the highest level of heavenly artifact, and he could clearly feel the ten lines of the sword in the Ditian Sword.

After successfully integrating the Ditian Sword Art, Ye Chenfeng's next target is the middle-grade Tianjing, but the power of the magic hand is too terrifying, Ye Chenfeng did not blindly approach it, waiting for the opportunity.

"Boom boom boom!"

The magic hand fiercely attacked Banzhuxiang for the time, consuming a lot of mid-grade Tianjing's power, and weakening the repressive pressure that filled the temple.

Yue Zhongtian and others, who spared no effort to attack fiercely, took advantage of the opportunity of the decline in the power of mid-grade Tianjing, and finally broke the suppression ban.

"Humans, give your life and blood obediently."

Seeing that Yue Zhongtian and others had torn apart the suppression and restraint and escaped, the terrifying demon hand blasted out two black palms, and Taishan bombarded them like the top.

"hateful!"

Suddenly attacked by the magic hand, Yue Zhongtian and others had to stop attacking and suppressing the ban, and resisted with all their strength.

"Well, Heavenly Demon Soldier, I didn't expect this saint's weapon to be obtained by you!"

Seeing that the magic palm he blasted out was smashed by Mo Wuwang and was smashed by the demon soldiers, the remnant soul in the demon's hand made a ferocious voice and stepped up the offensive, wanting to kill Mo Wuwang and take away the demon soldiers.

"Ye Chenfeng, what are you waiting for? If we all die, you won't be able to live."

Under the ferocious attack of the magic hand, Yue Zhongtian and others felt tremendous pressure. As a last resort, they could only turn to the powerful Ye Chenfeng.

However, Ye Chenfeng ignored Yue Zhongtian's call for help, and at this time his attention was completely focused on the mid-grade Tianjing.

"puff!"

The black magic palms printed by the hard pity demon hand, the serious injuries are not healed, the magic white wind whose strength is greatly reduced was shocked and flew out, and a large amount of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

Just as he slammed into the suppression and ban behind him heavily, the magic hand suddenly tore apart the attacks of Yue Zhongtian, Mo Wuwang and others, like two bizarre black meteors, piercing through the body defense of Mo Baifeng, blasted into his body.

The next moment, Mo Baifeng's body poured out endless magical energy.

The terrifying magic hand devoured the vitality of the magic white wind, occupied his body, and controlled him.