The Third Thousand Four Hundred and Seventy-Fourth Chapters

As soon as Ye Lingyue raised her hand, the coffin fell into Ye Lingyue's hands.

Different from the coffin of Xianxie in Yaochi, this coffin has already recognized Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue can easily change its size.

The large coffin that was originally enough to hold two or three people fell into Ye Lingyue's hands, but it was only the size of a wooden box.

Ye Lingyue's consciousness moved, and she first carefully checked Chang Wu's injury with the white cauldron.

"As expected, Yaochi Xianxie's coffin is even more mature than Daxia's coffin."

After Ye Lingyue's white breath entered Chang Wu's body, it ran a circle along his blood and tendons.

Near Chang Wu's Sea of ​​Void Consciousness, he saw a piece of ghost lines like a creeping tiger on his face.

The original silver-white sea of ​​void consciousness has now turned black, and a large number of strange underworld patterns are still being produced.

They are densely packed, like spider webs, bound up in the sea of ​​void consciousness.

Whether it is a human race, a god race, or other alien warriors, the source of power in their bodies comes from their dantian, and the higher level of dantian is the sea of ​​void consciousness.

From the outside, Chang Wu looked like he was only injured by a knife, but the knife was engraved with a ghost pattern.

The dark pattern entered Chang Wu's body along the knife wound.

They were initially hidden under the blood and skin, and even an alchemist with spiritual power could not detect them.

Over time, they entered the sea of ​​void consciousness.

The underworld pattern lays a net in the void sea of ​​consciousness or in the dantian, and the void consciousness sea has no way to generate power normally.

Chang Wu's body is not strong enough, and he can't resist knife wounds, and he will eventually die.

This is the role of the coffin of Xianxie in Yaochi.

On the other hand, in the big summer, the ghost coffins under the control of Qing Fei, the ghost patterns created can only appear on the surface of the human body, so that it is easier to find.

If Ye Lingyue hadn't discovered the unusual dark pattern in Gu Huang's body earlier, he probably wouldn't have thought that the source of Chang Wu's injury was in the sea of ​​void consciousness.

"If you are lucky enough to meet me, otherwise the Golden Immortals of Great Luo can't save you."

Ye Lingyue saw that Chang Wu's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and knew that he would not be able to support him for long.

She withdrew her white tripod breath, and then she began to chant something.

The coffin emitted a soft light, like the moonlight, evenly sprinkled on Chang Wu's body.

Those moon-white light, bit by bit, entered Chang Wu's body, and quickly entered his blood and tendons.

The white light was like a large amount of debris, and finally entered the sea of ​​void consciousness.

Those white lights seemed to possess magical powers. Shortly after entering the sea of ​​consciousness in the void, the underworld patterns that were densely covered in Chang Wu's sea of ​​consciousness quickly escaped as if they had seen a flood of beasts.

Soon, there was a rustling sound in Chang Wu's body, as if something was trying to drill out.

Those cunning dark patterns hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually surfaced on Chang Wu's body.

His whole person appeared to be black and blue, and he looked very unbearable.

At this time, the coffin in Ye Lingyue's hand trembled again.

As soon as the mouth of the coffin opened, there was another white light.

The dark lines on Chang Wu's body, after encountering the white light, were all forcibly collected by the dark coffin.

Looking at the dark coffin, there are a lot of dark patterns densely packed.

Those underworld patterns are like countless little snakes, moving frantically in the palm-sized underworld coffin, trying to escape from the underworld coffin.

Ye Lingyue glanced at the dark lines, slapped her palms, and with a snap, the dark coffin was put away.

The coffin that Ye Lingyue obtained, although it has been refined and recognized as the master of Ye Lingyue, is ultimately a dangerous thing.

After Ye Lingyue got it, she also found that it was not fully mature, and there was no mature coffin, just like a child who was waiting to be fed, and needed constant feeding.

What the Pian Ming coffin eats is not ordinary. It does not eat Yaojing, and it does not eat spiritual energy. What it wants to eat is the flesh and blood of living people.

Ye Lingyue went all the way,

I also thought of some methods, such as finding some prisoners on death row or feeding evil beasts, but the coffin is always hungry and often ready to move.

This made Ye Lingyue very troubled.

Fortunately, Xiaoding reminded Ye Lingyue in the middle of it, maybe he could devour Mingwen, and the coffin would not be so noisy when his stomach was full.

After Ye Lingyue sacrificed it just now, it smelled the smell of the underworld pattern, and was very excited, and devoured the underworld pattern in one breath.

Chang Wu has a lot of dark lines on his body. After the dark coffin swallowed the dark lines, he seemed to be very satisfied, and he shook his head, looking quite cute.

"It seems that the little guy still likes to eat ghost patterns?"

In addition to the accident, Ye Lingyue was very happy.

If Ming Coffin really likes to devour Ming Wen, then she has thought of a good way to feed her.

"Master, although the dark coffin has been purified, it is still very aggressive. Judging from its appearance, it may like to devour its own kind. If you can feed it stronger, we will meet you next time. You don't have to worry about that coffin of Xianxie in Yaochi."

Jiuzhou Ding was also stunned.

Those underworld patterns are very evil, and even Xiaoding's white cauldron cannot purify them directly.

Xiao Ding kept it at a distance. Unexpectedly, Xiao Xiao Ming Coffin likes to eat those things the most.

It is true that the wicked have their own wicked grind, and only the dark coffin can cure the underworld pattern.

"If that's the case, it would be great. Next time, I can try it again. However, I snatch the coffin from the leader of darkness after all, so it's better to be more cautious."

Ye Lingyue didn't know the origin of the dark leader, and the embankment didn't dare to relax.

She planned that next time, she might use the dark pattern on Ye Liuyun's body to try it.

As soon as Ye Lingyue put away the coffin, Chang Wu made a humming sound on the bed.

Looking at Chang Wu's face again, the unsightly aura of death before leaving had dissipated.

His complexion has returned to normal, his skin has a rosy scent, and even the bleeding, rotting and stinking wounds are healing quickly.

"This guy's physique is really strong, and he didn't use the white cauldron to treat him. His wounds recovered so quickly."

Ye Lingyue saw it and was secretly surprised.

Chang Wu moved his body and opened his eyes.

In front of him, the face of a strange woman appeared.

The woman looked at him with a bit of thought in her eyes, and the corner of her mouth was half-smiley.

Chang Wu's heart froze, and he recalled that this person was the Guyuehai girl disciple who had called for help earlier. He turned over and sat up and shouted.

"It's you! Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, outside the house, Qin Xiaochuan and Zhu Nianyu, who were still waiting for the results of Ye Lingyue's treatment, hurriedly pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing that Chang Wu had sat up well, the two of them couldn't help but be stunned.

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