Chapter 4664? Back Coffin Monk

When nearly a thousand monks broke into the tea shop, they had already gone to tea to cool off.

This little episode, with the departure of Jian Wushuang and others, finally ended without a hitch.

And the Jackdaw girl who was redeemed stayed by her side because of Jian Wushuang's compassion.

Leaving this star field, Jian Wushuang went to the rest of the heavens and the world without stopping, looking for possible clues.

This almost endless search, no one knows how long it will continue.

Jian Wushuang has also made up his mind. If he does not find Qi Ting's mud tire within a million years, he will suspend the matter and rush back to Yunxiao Palace.

The Jackdaw girl, who was extremely weak, followed by his side, and her lifespan, which was only a thousand years, was also extended.

One hundred thousand years later, the three black robes stood under a very remote starry sky, looking at the dead and cold star field.

Jian Wushuang said solemnly, "Jackdaws, are you sure you are here?"

The Jackdaw woman who was rescued by him and simply named, closed her eyes tightly at this moment, and the five invisible and intangible psychic senses spread across the world.

After a while, Jackdaw opened his eyes and nodded firmly, "My lord, the aura of death came from here."

There are thousands of avenues, and the Jackdaw clan's perception of the breath of life is far superior to that of other races. This is why the condensed beads in the head of the jackdaw monster become the spiritual treasure that the monks flock to.

And about this, Jian Wushuang discovered occasionally, which saved most of the time.

Since the Qi Ting mud tire did not show its shape, Jian Wushuang changed another way of thinking and began to look for the most dignified star field.

After this search, I really found that more than a hundred heavens and great domains have turned into dead domains.

No longer speaking, the three figures directly stepped into this deadly dignified star field.

"Hey, something's wrong, there is so much death here, why don't you see the undead, but it's just as prosperous as an ordinary market?"

Standing on the street market, Jian Wushuang looked at the monks who were almost rubbing shoulders in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Jackdaws, are you sure the death energy here is the strongest?"

Jackdaw was also confused, "Sir, I clearly feel that this is the place, how could there be any living people?"

Jian Wushuang was also a little puzzled. Is it the same as the Refinement Sect of the Void Universe, where cultivation is based on death energy?

But then, he seemed to have discovered something again, and glanced at the monks on the street.

The density of these monks seems to be too dense, and they continue to emerge from the houses on both sides of the street, almost to the point of rubbing shoulders.

They seem to be surrounded?

Although Jian Wushuang was a little puzzled, he was already vigilant.

The next moment, a clear voice sounded from the top of the three of them.

"I said you broke into this place without permission, don't you even want your life?"

Looking at the sound, I saw a young monk with a coffin on the roof of a wine shop, looking at them lazily.

Then, the young cultivator suddenly swept up, picked up the extremely exaggerated coffin behind him, and smashed it straight down!

The coffin with violent divine power smashed down, and nearly a thousand cultivators surrounded it flew nearly a hundred meters away.

At the same time, the young cultivator stepped on the coffin and shouted, "If you want to survive, come with me, otherwise your small lives will not be guaranteed."

After speaking, the young monk lifted the coffin that fell to the ground, and acted as a pioneer to smash the monks who came around again one by one.

All the monks who were hit by the coffin were like scattered dirt.

Scattered.

At this moment, even the Jackdaws noticed something was wrong. It turned out that these monks, who were no different from the living, had lost their souls.

Jian Wushuang and Lao Zun looked at each other, and for the first time confirmed that there may be a Qi Ting's mud tire hidden in this star field.

In order to avoid shocking the snake, they did not release their respective strengths, but quickly followed behind the young monk who was holding the coffin like a sledgehammer.

The strength that belongs to the ultimate domination realm also makes Jian Wushuang look at him with admiration. After all, in such a distant and extremely thin star field, it is a very remarkable thing to cultivate to the realm that can break through the shackles.

The gigantic coffin in the hands of the cultivator has almost become an invincible weapon. Every time it is smashed down, nearly a hundred cultivators who have lost their souls are wiped out.

In the next half-day, the young cultivator showed great power and quickly wiped out all the cultivators in this area.

Just in case, under his instructions, all three sat on the roof.

"Tell me, how did you come here? I don't think your realm is very high. Are you a survivor here like me?" The young cultivator looked at the three of them and asked with a dull expression.

Jian Wushuang did not answer his question, but said with a puzzled expression, "What happened here, why is the death aura so strong, and why are those monks attacking us?"

When the young cultivator heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, "That's because everyone here is dead, including the cultivator who besieged you just now, all of them are already dead."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, and his heart was already a little clear, "Then do you know everything that happened in this realm, as well as the causes and consequences?"

"Of course I do. Although it has been hundreds of thousands of years, I still remember it clearly." The young monk said, "Do you want to know?"

"Please also explain that this is a big deal."

"It's okay to say it, and I haven't spoken to outsiders for more than 100,000 years, just to relieve my boredom." The young cultivator let out a long sigh of relief, and then explained.

"That is, hundreds of thousands of years ago. At that time, it was considered that the cultivation of Taoism was wide open, and the various sects were prosperous. Unlike now, all of them were reduced to the dead zone. All the reasons were because of that day."

As if reminiscing, a trace of panic appeared in the eyes of the young cultivator.

"On that day, the entire sky was replaced by darkness, and even the great sun was swallowed up, and then a hideous face replaced the entire sky."

"That hideous and strange face opened his mouth, and the divine power between heaven and earth, as well as the breath of life, were sucked by him, and no cultivator could escape."

"Watching them turn into bodies without souls before my eyes, I realized that the robbery was coming."

"Because the method I learned is very unique, I can barely switch between life and death, so I hid in the coffin and escaped the catastrophe."

"Speaking of which, I only woke up from the coffin in recent years and lived alone in this world." The young monk's face showed no expression, as if he was narrating other people's affairs.