Chapter 1889 Yan Hui's Corpse

The name Kong Shiyao, he has heard many people say that the most powerful evildoer of all schools of thought has reached the peak of cultivation talent, and it is said that they are not weaker than him in the slightest.

At the beginning, she once thought that Luo Ruoxi was the other party, but later she found out that the two had no relationship at all.

He was only famous before, but now he is standing in front of him, and he can't help but take a closer look.

Sure enough, it was the same as in the legends, not only was she beautiful and flawless, but she also had a unique aura, like a fairy or a spirit, making it difficult for people to extricate themselves just by looking at her.

Luo Ruoxi has a cool aura, doesn't disturb strangers, and is not easy to get close to; but this one in front of her has a convincing temperament that is willing to follow, even if she only sees one side, she can throw her head and blood for it.

"A great master, even if he doesn't speak, but stands still, he can't help but attract everyone's attention and not distract people... This Kong Shiyao obviously has such a unique temperament, it should be due to the blood of Master Kong... ..."

Zhang Xuan nodded secretly.

As expected of a descendant of Master Kong, at first glance, it is extraordinary.

As for cultivation, this Kong Shiyao is the same as herself, she is also in the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm, and has not broken through to the level of the Old Sage, but the true energy in her body gives people a sense of heaviness, which is contained but not released. Compared with her own, the real combat power I'm afraid they are not weak at all.

Along the way, this is the first time I have seen a strong man of the same level as myself.

"Since you know that you are a descendant of Master Kong, you should understand that we can sacrifice the responsibility on our shoulders, but you... can't!" Old Sage Yan Qing shook his head.

"The descendants of Master Confucius are not afraid of sacrifice!"

Kong Shiyao's eyes were determined: "I have the purest bloodline passed down from Master Kong, and it is most suitable to re-stabilize here, so don't fight!"

Seeing her determination, the ancient sage Yan Qing sighed: "Shiyao, you are still young, and you have a long way to go in the future. I am already dying, so there is no need to talk about this..."

In the words, suddenly shot.

The power of running wildly enveloped Kong Shiyao in the blink of an eye, fixing her in place, unable to move at all.

"Old Sage Yan Qing..."

Unexpectedly, he did this, Kong Shiyao was full of anxiety, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Unmoved, Old Sage Yan Qing turned his head to look at Yan Xue, who was on the side, with a stern look in his eyes: "Take care of her, you can die, she can't have any damage!"

"Yes!" Yan Xue nodded.

Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, and Old Sage Yan Qing looked around: "Let's get started!"

Accompanied by the words, a decisive yet powerful aura gushed out from him, and the power of many ancient sages around him cooperated with the high platform to form a huge beam of light in the blink of an eye, rushing into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the originally quiet sky was struck by lightning and thunder, and huge cracks appeared one after another. Countless powerful forces seemed to come out of the cracks and pour into this world.

"Is this... the killing spirit of the Foreign Spirit Race?"

Feeling this power, Zhang Xuan, who was hiding on the side, couldn't help being stunned, and then raised his eyebrows: "No, it's heavier than the killing energy, and like mercury, if I absorb it, the meridians will find it difficult to bear the load ..."

His face darkened.

The power hidden behind the crack is somewhat similar to the killing spirit, but even weirder. Even with his cultivation level, he dare not absorb it.

Normal aura is like water flow, and the water pipe can bear it, but if it is replaced with mercury, it will not work. It is also a liquid, not to mention running and flowing, it may be bursting alive just after entering it.

And this special breath, like mercury, is hidden behind the crack, and it will spread at any time.

It can be predicted that once it is swayed, the practitioners of the entire school of thought will explode if they fail, and life would be worse than death.

"what is going on?"

Zhang Xuan was full of horror.

There is such a strange force in the air, and it seems that

It will not be able to be sealed at any time, and it will rush out!

"Block!"

He felt strange, the body of Old Sage Yan Qing in the middle of the high platform slowly floated up, his hair was blown by the strong wind, scattered in all directions, the majestic power kept rushing towards the sky, there were more and more thunder and lightning, and the pressure was getting more and more Heavy, as if the sky would not be able to bear it, and fell down.

Many ancient sages around also turned pale, and their hair turned white even more.

"They are burning lives..."

Zhang Xuan's face is serious.

It's no wonder that since the last time I saw these people, it's only been three months, but they are so old. It turns out that they are using their lives to maintain the seal in front of them.

As the thunder in the air became more and more dense, Old Sage Yan Qing scratched his fingertips, and blood flew to the depths of the void. Then, a huge coffin loomed in the dark sky.

Seeing this coffin, the cracks around it became much weaker, and the mercury power, which was about to overturn at any time, also seemed to have some fear and fear, and the previous sense of oppression was gone.

"This coffin..."

Zhang Xuan is full of doubts.

The appearance of a coffin in the sky is already puzzling, not to mention that the appearance of this coffin is exactly the same as the one that contained the corpse of Old Sage Ran Qiu when he entered this place before.

"No, this coffin is the heart of the seal!"

After the shock, Zhang Xuan suddenly realized.

The coffin in front of me is not simply a place to hold corpses, but the center of the formation sealed in the air. It is because of its suppression and mercury-like power that it will not fall from the sky and oppress people to death.

"I'm afraid there is a powerful Old Sage who is not weaker than Ran Qiu Old Sage!"

An idea popped up.

Being able to block such a heavy force from coming, the strength of the seal is beyond doubt, as the heart of the formation, it is naturally more extraordinary.

Before Ran Qiu's corpse was used as the center of the formation, the power of the broken void powerhouse could not be broken. The seal in front of him is even stronger, how strong should the corpse be?

Squeak!

Just as it was full of shock, the coffin in the air, with a violent roar, slowly cracked a gap.

"open!"

Seeing the cracks, the veins on Old Sage Yan Qing's head burst out, and the blood from his fingertips kept splattering, and a stream of blood poured straight into the gap in the coffin.

He lost too much blood, his face turned pale, his body trembled uncontrollably, his head had more white hair, and his skin became more slack, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

boom!

As more and more blood poured in, the gaps on the coffin were getting bigger and bigger, and a tall corpse was slowly revealed in front of everyone's eyes.

As expected, this coffin contained the corpse of an ancient sage, wearing a long robe, with a serene appearance. Although he had slept in the seal for tens of thousands of years, his skin was full of elasticity as if he had just died, without the slightest trace. decay.

"Is this..."

Looking carefully at the corpse of this ancient sage, a name popped up in Zhang Xuan's mind immediately, and his body froze: "Old Sage Ziyuan...Yan Hui?"