Chapter 1081 The Black Coffin Changes!

This blow was so terrifying, the billowing air flow fell down one after another, as if huge mountains were pressing down angrily.

The void where Dao Ling lived was torn apart, his body was shaken, and his heart was terrified. This kind of secret technique was very terrifying, which made him feel a great sense of crisis.

And at this moment, Dao Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark coffin in his empty bag shook violently, as if it was rioting and was about to fly out.

"Look, Shen Wuqing is here!"

The audience was in an uproar, and saw a shadow rushing towards him, chanting scriptures, staring at the Tibetan Demon King with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The Tibetan monk's face was gloomy. Could it be that the Tibetan Demon King is going to die here? Once the two great figures from the Nine Realms join forces, the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm may be invincible!

Shen Wuqing was summoning the black coffin, and it had already flown out of the void bag. Dao Ling pinched the corner of the coffin with his palm to prevent it from flying out.

"At this time, you dare to be distracted and take your life!"

Fang Tian's painted halberd sank down, and the rays of the sun were dazzling, like a mountain falling down, slashing fiercely at Dao Ling's forehead.

"roll!"

Dao Ling's eyes were wide open, he swallowed mountains and rivers with anger, his hair danced wildly, his whole body was like a deep abyss, like a real dragon leaping up.

Under the horrified eyes of the audience, Dao Ling turned the coffin with one hand, and ruthlessly smashed Fang Tian's painting halberd upwards angrily.

"What? What is the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm doing? He's crazy!" Someone was taken aback, holding a black coffin to meet Fang Tian's painted halberd. Is this courting death?

"Dare!" Shen Wuqing was furious, and the horrible man with a ferocious face, did not expect the Tibetan Demon King to smash Fang Tian's painting halberd with his coffin.

But the result exceeded everyone's expectations. The black coffin was picked up by Dao Ling, and he slashed at Fang Tian's painted halberd fiercely.

With a bang, the black coffin overflowed with hair-raising fluctuations. It seemed that an extremely terrifying giant was buried inside, and Fang Tian's painting halberd and the Heavenly Demon Saint Son were all sent flying.

The hairs all over Dao Ling's body were standing on end, and he felt that the things inside the coffin were about to come out, which made his skin and bones feel chilly.

The audience was dumbfounded, staring at the black coffin in disbelief, what the hell is this? It even sent the Heavenly Demon Son flying away!

"It's scary!" Dao Ling still held the corner of the black coffin,

His eyes turned to Shen Wuqing with a gloomy face, and in an instant he picked up the coffin and slammed it on him.

"You're courting death!" Shen Wuqing's face was ferocious, the sutras he was chanting became more and more terrifying, and as his chanting became louder and louder, the aura of awakening in the coffin gradually subsided.

Dao Ling frowned, he found that the coffin was very strange, Shen Wuqing was able to calm down the anger in the coffin!

"You take my life!" Shen Wuqing yelled angrily, sacrificed the incomplete black bell, burst out a terrifying airflow, and rushed towards Dao Ling angrily.

"Ah!" The Heavenly Demon Saint Son was also roaring, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and raging anger gushed out of his body!

"Devil King of the Tibetan Realm, you will surely die!" The Son of Heavenly Demon roared frantically, it rushed up, Fang Tian's painted halberd swept across, and a bright beam of light bloomed, splitting towards Dao Ling's head.

"kill!"

Another terrifying sword light raged against the world, this is a shadow standing in the void, he pulled out the two killing swords on his back, and slashed towards Dao Ling angrily!

The three great geniuses of the Nine Realms attacked here, the heaven and the earth trembled with fear, thousands of trees shook, boundless chaotic leaves danced wildly, and murderous anger swept over.

Dao Ling's color changed, his whole body was full of breath, the space was twisting, his body retreated sharply, avoiding the sharp edge of the three great talents.

"Where are you running to!" The Heavenly Demon Holy Son screamed, he rushed forward, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and wanted to kill Dao Ling!

"The god's order is still valid. If the task can be completed, I can give him this incomplete high-level treasure as well!"

At this time, hundreds of wizards from the Nine Realms gathered here. When Shen Wuqing's words appeared, the audience was shocked, and everyone went crazy, chasing after the shadow crossing the mountain range angrily.

Although this little black clock is incomplete, it is of great value. If it can be repaired, it will be a peerless weapon!

The audience was shocked, too many monks were attacking, killing the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm, and wanted to keep him completely!

"Boom!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and the space was twisting violently. One after another, it shook violently, and many people fell to the ground.

A black divine peak descended, disturbing the space, filling the air with monstrous flames, terrifying to the heavens.

Dahei stood on a high mountain, calling the wind and rain, opening his mouth to spit out the reincarnation peak, and fed the monks who were rushing towards the mountain range.

"Who dares to stop me from killing the enemy!"

A ferocious bird roared, shaking the mountains and rivers. Its huge wings were dancing, and the wind was blowing between the sky and the earth, blocking the disturbed space of Samsara Peak.

"Roar!"

The void is dull, cracked layer by layer, and the terrifying blood energy surges in. This is the embodiment of infinite power, and the void is broken like paper.

The iron bull was very fierce, and its claws pressed down horizontally, shaking this fierce bird to pieces on the spot.

The sky and the earth were in chaos, and the mountain range shook completely, as if it was about to destroy the world, shadows with monstrous aura rushed in one after another, blocking a large number of monks from the Nine Realms.

With a swipe, a red ribbon tore through the sky, like a streak of horses swept across, the red clouds billowed, rolled up a dozen monks on the spot, and blew away into the distance.

Yan Mengyu's aura was strong throughout her body, and the golden pill flames scattered, burning and collapsing the void, which was amazing.

"hateful!"

Shen Wuqing's face was ferocious. Opposite him was a young girl with five-colored glow all over her body, riding a silver celestial horse, charging over, powerful and intimidating, she sacrificed a unicorn seal and pressed it fiercely.

His face could be as ugly as it was, just now he had been calculating the location of Dao Ling, who knew that a group of people had been killed, they were amazingly powerful, and all of Shen Wuqing's guards were completely dead.

"Kill this protoss boy!" Dahei let out a long roar from a long distance away. It knew that Shen Wuqing could calculate the location of the coffin, and as long as Dao Ling didn't throw away the coffin, Shen Wuqing would be able to grasp Dao Ling's traces all the time .

Dahei is very aware of the horror of the Nine Realms, and must kill Shen Wuqing, otherwise Dao Ling will encounter a steady stream of blocking and killing him, and he will be consumed to death.

There was chaos here in an instant, and the people who killed them were all very powerful. Many wizards from the Nine Realms were not all-in-one enemies, and blood stained this territory red.

The battle was terrible. Dao Ling had already seen Dahei and the others kill him, but he didn't stay here for long.

Shen Wuqing is bound to win the black coffin. Now that he has issued a divine order, he has stirred up a big storm, and staying here is a huge hornet's nest.

"Devil King of the Tibetan Realm, you can't escape!"

There was a roar, and the Son of Heavenly Demon was horrifying, as if a bloody lightning had erupted here, and Fang Tian's painted halberd locked onto Dao Ling's position, intending to kill him.

"There is no way for you to survive in the sky and on the earth!"

The Holy Son of Yin-Yang roared loudly, he knew too well that Dao Ling took away the breath soil and an extremely terrifying catalog, once he could get it, it would be a great wealth.

Dao Ling's face was serious, his injury was serious, if he didn't get well soon, he might be in big trouble.

"What exactly is the black coffin?"

Dao Ling was in doubt, this thing made Shen Wuqing go crazy, he felt that the things buried here must not be simple!

"Buzz!"

Unexpectedly, this is the star-eating grass suddenly warning.

Dao Ling's heart was awe-inspiring, and he felt an extremely cold aura pressing down on him, making his hair stand on end.

"Who!"

He looked up and saw that the sky was gloomy, and it was projected by an incomparably hideous shadow, lying cross-legged between the sky and the earth, with his head held high, as if he wanted to swallow the sky!

"How could it be this guy!"

The eyes of the Son of Yin-Yang trembled violently, his whole body was also cold, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, the creature that came was beyond his expectation.