Chapter 1192 Yurong Qianshou. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

It was dark.

The four walls, top and bottom are solid coffin boards.

Nv Suzhen was lying on her back in the coffin with a calm expression, her hands were folded on her lower abdomen, her dress was neat and her posture was elegant, her long eyelashes drooped and her eyes were closed tightly, as if she was in a deep sleep.

"Boom boom boom."

There was a knocking sound from outside, and a woman's sweet and soft voice came in with coldness: "The hypocrisy is true, open the door!"

Su Zhentian's expression didn't change at all, and she didn't pay any attention to Su Xirou's provocation.

Immediately afterwards, a voice that was the same as hers came from outside: "Okay!"

Suzhentian nun remained unmoved.

The next moment, Su Xirou's figure suddenly appeared in the coffin.

As soon as she entered the coffin, she immediately turned her head and looked at Suzhen Tiannv, she saw that she was still lying with her eyes closed, but she didn't know about her arrival, and her whole body was defenseless, so she immediately shot without any hesitation ...

puff! ! !

A slender and pale palm instantly pierced Su Zhentian's heart.

Su Zhentian nun felt that the situation was wrong, and immediately opened her eyes, only to see that her eyes were narrow and narrow, she was surrounded by airtight coffin boards, and a beautiful, pale woman lying on her side , her body was full of mana, her breath was cold, and her four fingers were like knives, piercing her heart!

However, female nun Suzhentian is a monk of the Taoist stage after all, and this level of injury can't kill her!

His aura rose instantly, and a bright but majestic force burst out. He raised his bare hand lightly, and immediately slashed at Su Xirou's arm.

Su Xirou immediately withdrew the saber in her hand, dodging Su Zhentian's blow. At the same time, another punch was thrown out, hitting the wound on Nuxie Suzhen's chest.

Nv Suzhen held the flower branch in her right hand, and made a formula with her left hand. Immediately, a pair of snow-white slender arms stretched out from her back, as bright as jade, with all kinds of red gold bracelets around her wrists, like white lotuses blooming. With both hands out, they pushed towards Su Xirou flatly.

boom!

Su Xirou's fist was blocked in the middle. The space in the coffin was narrow, and the palms of Su Zhentian nun were densely packed, covering the entire coffin. Su Xirou had no place to hide.

She immediately withdrew her hands, pinched the spell with both hands, and grabbed a huge corpse hand out of the void, blocking Su Xirou's body like a pale fleshy shield.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

Amid the deafening noise, the corpse's hand was smashed to pieces, and countless palms continued to hit Su Xirou.

Su Xirou's face was calm, and she lay motionless on the spot. When all the palms were about to touch her, they all stopped collectively like insects sealed in amber, and all movements were frozen halfway.

Su Zhentian's body suddenly became incomparably stiff, and at some point, her whole body was covered with purple-black corpse spots.

These corpse spots were shocking to look at. Centering on the wound on his chest, they spread towards the whole body, eroding all over the female nun's body, including the countless arms stretched out from her back.

Su Xirou raised her hand and pointed at the eyebrows of Xiang Suzhen's innocent nun.

A snow-white and slender arm suddenly grew from behind the nun Suzhentian, and it fell lightly, lying between the nun's eyebrows, blocking Su Xirou's finger.

At the same time, the flower branch in the hands of nun Suzhen swayed without wind, and the original buds bloomed at a rapid speed.

The fragrance permeates the coffin, and strong vitality gushes out with the opening of the flowers.

All the fragrance poured into Su Zhentian's body, and as the petals withered, the corpse spots on the nun's snowy skin gradually began to fade.

Seeing this scene, Su Xirou sneered, she was on the same level as this Suzhen heavenly girl, and now she made a sneak attack first, and already severely injured the opponent, how could she let her continue to fight back?

With a thought in Su Xirou's mind, a vast and strong corpse aura erupted immediately, and the corpse aura rushed towards Nuxiu Suzhen Tian like a real wave. Immediately afterwards, Su Xirou raised her hand and slammed at her with another palm.

boom! ! !

...on the corridor.

It was empty and dark, only Pei Ling stood quietly in front of Su Zhentian's room door, perhaps because of the law, after Su Xirou disappeared, the surrounding area was quiet.

In Su Zhentian's room, needles could be heard in silence, and he couldn't hear any movement inside.

After a while, guessing that it was almost time, Pei Ling raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.

"Boom boom boom."

The crisp voice echoed in the corridor.

The sound didn't stop, Pei Ling was about to repeat the same trick, run the [Eclipse Secret Record], and respond to herself for the Suzhen Tian nun in the room, but saw the surrounding scenery change rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he was already lying in a crucified coffin. In the narrow space, a slender and graceful female cultivator in colorful clothes and skirts was lying beside him, holding a flower branch in her hand.

There was a big hole in his chest, and his body was covered with corpses. He was staring straight at him with his bright eyes.

Besides, Su Xirou, who came in earlier, was nowhere to be seen, and seemed to have been teleported to other rooms by the laws of this place...

Pei Ling was taken aback for a moment, and nun Suzhen Tian took the initiative to respond to him!

Before he could think too much, the other party had already slapped him with a palm.

Pei Ling came back to his senses in an instant, and in his eyes, countless small runes intertwined and rose, [Eternal Curse Supernatural Power]!

【Forgotten "law"】!

Suzhen Tianxiu's already weak and decaying breath fell again, and at the same time, her movements froze suddenly, forgetting what to do next.

Pei Ling grabbed the wrist of nun Suzhentian and pressed her against the coffin board, while her other hand grabbed her by the throat.

As soon as the two parties came into contact, the fate of Su Zhen Tian Nu, like a flood, poured into Pei Ling's body continuously.

Nv Suzhentian suddenly came back to her senses. The corpse spots all over her body gradually began to fade, and immediately slammed another palm at Pei Ling.

With a thought in Pei Ling's mind, his aura suddenly increased, and he had already used the [Curse of Everlasting Regret].

At the same time, Jiu Dao's blood-colored saber energy appeared around him, blocking him.

boom! ! !

The palm strength of Nv Suzhen sent all nine saber qi flying away, but the palm strength of this palm was also canceled out by the saber qi.

Pei Ling said in a cold and grand voice, "Curse!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Zhentian's body began to rot immediately, and blood and pus mixed with pus flowed from the wound, and distorted human faces full of hatred emerged.

The female cultivator pinched the magic formula, and the whole body was filled with vitality, and the intensified rot immediately stopped. It's just that the corpse spots that were suppressed before, took advantage of the situation and spread...

Boom boom boom...

In the narrow coffin, the two sides fought back and forth, spells, punches, curses... in an instant, they fought countless moves.

Su Zhentian nun was seriously injured, and she was unable to kill Pei Ling at this moment. Under the influence of the law of this place, the loss of fate became more and more serious, and her breath became weaker and weaker...