Chapter 961 Dragon Coffin
The aura of the dragon is deep and strong, with supreme majesty, which makes everyone present tremble in their hearts and a faint feeling of "submission".
The old man in black robe looked pious and half-kneeled on the ground.
Mr. Xuan''s face turned slightly pale and bent down to worship.
The demon cultivator was panicked and crawled and kowtowed.
Ink paintings remained motionless.
His spiritual consciousness is extremely strong, and his divine consciousness is transformed into Taoism, approaching the gods, and he has the power of resistance to the "majesty" of this kind of divine consciousness.
People live for a lifetime, kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel to their parents.
No matter how powerful the royal family in the Great Wilderness is, no matter how majestic the majesty, it is not worthy of his surrender.
What''s more, he is now a pitiful "puppet" who has been transformed into demons by the Taoist heart.
"Putao" is heartless, how could it be possible to kneel down and bow down?
After the dragon''s energy subsided, everyone slowly stood up.
The huge dragon head opened, the magnificent door opened, and behind the door was exposed, a golden and powerful world was shining.
"The imperial tomb of the Great Wilderness has been opened..."
Shen Tu Ao, wearing dragon patterns, whispered in a low voice, then took a step forward, and his burly body as a hill slowly walked into the final temple.
The old men in black robe also followed.
Mr. Xuan looked at Shen Tu Ao and the others, with obscure eyes and wondering what they were thinking about. After a moment, he ordered Mo Hua and the other three to say:
"Walk."
Mo Hua followed them into this, the secret temple of Gushan, which was hidden in the vast desert with dull steps.
After entering the temple, my eyes were full of golden light, extremely gorgeous.
Around the long steps, there are all kinds of statues.
These statues are of different shapes and are extremely exquisite. They either stand, stand, sit, lie down, wear golden armor, or robe, or wear literary clothes or cloaks. They have narrow and long faces, without exception, and are all portrayed by Huangshan Jun.
Mo Hua couldn''t help but sigh in her heart:
This requires how many people, how much time it takes, how much yellow ore is spent, and how many spirit stones are wasted to make so many statues of gods.
This Huangshanjun...
If you are so corrupt, you deserve it to be in a downturn now.
Some things are indeed a drink and a peck, and they are determined by heaven.
"But, Huangshanjun is fine, why are you doing so many statues of gods..."
Mo Hua was a little confused and muttered in her heart, and then continued to move forward with everyone.
I have not encountered any mechanism killing formation along the way since then.
This hall should be used to worship the Dahuang Imperial Tomb and the Gushan Mountain God. There may be dangers outside and many dangers.
But when we arrived inside the hall, in order not to disturb the royal family or the noble "existence" such as gods, we were much more solemn and peaceful.
In this way, the group walked past the various shapes and had a wide range of statues of mountain gods, and walked to the deepest part of the hall.
The deepest part of the hall is even taller and more magnificent, with a flowing brilliance.
There is a larger statue of the mountain king in the depths.
This mountain king was wearing imperial armor and was powerful without anger. At first glance, he looked like a **** from Gushan, and at closer glance, he looked like a royal family in the Great Wilderness.
The gods and the royal family, two styles, merge into one, forming this huge statue of the mountain king located in the deepest part of the temple.
And under this statue, there is a coffin underneath.
The shape of this coffin is almost exactly the same as the huge bright brass coffin in the underground palace outside that nourishes countless flesh and blood corpses.
But this coffin is much more delicate and compact, and can only be buried in one person, and the materials used are obviously much more expensive.
What''s more special is that a mighty dragon is carved on this coffin.
This is a dragon coffin!
Mo Hua''s heart was slightly shaking, and her thoughts were full of thoughts:
"Who is buried in this dragon coffin? Is it the royal family of the Great Wilderness?"
"In Shen Tu Ao''s mouth, the dragon vein from the Great Wilderness is also hidden in this dragon coffin?"
"After that being said, what is the ''dragon vein'' in the Great Wilderness? Is it a kind of inheritance, a pair of dragon bones, or what other part of the dragon?"
"Does it contain...the complete Four Symbols Qinglong Formation Diagram?"
Mo Hua''s eyes trembled slightly, and she also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally... my natal formation is getting closer and closer..."
There are many difficulties along the way.
Mo Hua didn''t expect that there were so many dangers hidden in this lonely mountain, and so many killings were set up.
The tomb corridor is strange and evil.
The statue of flesh and blood is sealed with corpses.
The mine pit of ten thousand people, the evil and ghost road.
There is also a golden dojo where evil spirits dance in this temple.
The dragon-headed gate of the temple, guarded by the ancestors of the Great Wilderness, cannot be opened by the royal descendants of the Great Wilderness.
Mo Hua thought about it and found that he didn''t take much effort to deal with things like ghosts and evil spirits.
All the other things seem to be solved by his ability.
Especially the dragon head gate, he really had no choice - after all, what was flowing from the blood of the Great Desert Royal Family in his body was not the blood of the Great Desert Royal Family.
Fortunately, these big demons of the Demon Sect have helped him a lot.
Now, after struggling for so long, the dragon coffin of the Great Wilderness is finally in front of you.
Mo Hua suppressed the excitement in her heart, like a "puppet" without bad intentions, standing aside honestly.
And no one in the audience took him seriously.
In their eyes, there is only the dragon coffin that symbolizes the imperial power of the Great Desert, honor and luxurious, and extraordinary.
"That thing...is it in the coffin?" asked Mr. Xuan.
The old man in black nodded, "Not bad."
A hint of fanaticism appeared in Young Master Xuan’s eyes, “What are you waiting for? Why don’t you open the coffin?”
The old man in black robe shook his head, "It''s not OK."
Mr. Xuan frowned, "Why?"
"There is an evil fetus sealed in this dragon coffin."
"Evil fetus?!"
Mr. Xuan''s pupils shrank.
Ink painting''s heart was also shocked.
Sure enough!
There is an evil fetus hidden in Gushan, and this evil fetus was suddenly sealed in the dragon coffin of the royal family in the Great Desert.
only…
How could this old man in black robe know about this?
Ink painting is confused.
At this time, Mr. Xuan also asked, "Are you serious about this?"
The old man in black robe nodded slowly.
Mr. Xuan frowned and his eyes flashed, "Second Elder, don''t just use the name of "evil fetus" to scare me. If you want the cooperation to go smoothly in the future, please ask the Second Elder to explain this matter clearly."
"What is this evil fetus, and where does it come from?"
The old man in black robe was silent for a moment, sighed, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes, "This matter needs to start with a once respected ''Witch Zhu'' among our clan..."
"Wu Zhu?" Mr. Xuan looked slightly stunned.
The old man in black robe said, "The witches are responsible for ghosts and gods, paint four images, hold the totem, control hundreds of beasts, and cut off good and bad luck... They are the wizards of my great wilderness clan."
"The Daoting killed my royal family in the Great Wilderness, cut off my bloodline, and destroyed my foundation in the Great Wilderness. After so many years of ups and downs, there are no ten witches in the Great Wilderness."
"Nevertheless, Wu Zhu, who survived, is still lying on firewood and tasting gall, keeping his low profile for the revival of my Great Desert royal family."
"But God doesn''t bless me, and there was a **** ''betray'' between Wu Zhu!"
The old man in black robe was both angry and a little scared.
Mr. Xuan''s expression was slightly solemn.
The old man in black robe said tremblingly: "A witch Zhu violated the taboo in the sacrifices of ghosts and gods, and awakened the ancient evil gods in the Great Wilderness."
"Under the instigation of the evil god, he betrayed."
"On the surface, he was still a respected Wu Zhu, but behind his back, he defied his original intention and betrayed the Great Wilderness. His body and mind were converted to the evil gods, causing tragedy, and stole the inheritance of the Great Wilderness, robbed the bloodline of the Great Wilderness, and raised an evil fetus in this temple!"
"This is what he raised, the first evil fetus."
"He wants to use the evil fetus to bring the evil gods to come."
"But for some reason, he failed. The evil **** did not come, and the evil fetus was out of control."
"That traitor can only seal this evil fetus in the temple at the bottom of the lonely mountain."
"And at this moment..." The old man in black robe looked in front of him, and the golden dragon coffin was terrified, "That evil fetus is sleeping in this coffin."
Mr. Xuan changed his expression when he heard this, but after a moment, his brows frowned, and he was still a little skeptical.
But when I heard this, my heart was excited.
Mr. Xuan didn’t know it, but he was different. He was too involved in the affairs of the evil god, so he naturally understood it better than anyone else.
The second elder''s words revealed too many secrets.
It also solved many doubts for ink painting.
Mo Hua''s mind was turning quickly, thinking about the words that the second elder said:
"What the second elder said is the traitor who betrayed the clan and converted to the evil god...is Mr. Tu?"
"Talk ghosts and gods, draw the four images, palm totems, control hundreds of beasts, and determine good and bad luck... No wonder, he can master the four images formation and the divine formation, can raise demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, can hide the secrets of the rouge boat, and can also gauge good and bad luck..."
"He raised an evil fetus in Gushan, which was also the first evil fetus."
"Even in the past few hundred years, he had tried to use this evil fetus to bring the evil **** to come..."
Ink painting thought of the crowded pit, the more than 100,000 densely packed corpses of mine repairs, and his heart was as deep as water.
On the other side, Mr. Xuan pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Senior, are there really evil gods in this world?"
"You''d better pray for yourself, don''t encounter it in this life..."
The old man in black robe looked at him, "If you can''t touch the existence of the evil god, then it''s not. If you encounter it, it doesn''t matter whether you have it or not. Anyway, at that time, you will no longer be you."
"You should understand when you learn to plant demons in the Taoist heart." said the old man in black robe.
Young Master Xuan felt a little nervous, and after a moment, he said, "If it is really as the predecessor said, there is an evil fetus sealed in this dragon coffin, then why don''t we wake it up?"
"You must never wake up." said the old man in black robe.
Mr. Xuan frowned, "Why?"
"You don''t know the horror of the evil fetus," said the old man in black. "Once we wake up, all of us will die."
Mr. Xuan didn’t believe it.
The old man in black robe saw his thoughts and said in a deep voice:
"Don''t think that you have learned to be a demon in the heart. Even if you are proficient in the way of divine thoughts, you have never experienced the treacherousness in divine thoughts. You don''t understand the great horror in divine thoughts at all."
Mr. Xuan''s face was slightly cold: "This evil fetus is at most a third grade."
"It''s only the third-grade..." The old man in black robe sneered, "Do you know what the third-grade divine fetus means?"
"This is an attempt to come to the present world, the third-grade evil god''s fetus!"
"Once it wakes up, let alone you, even if your ancestors come, they may not be able to walk out of this lonely mountain. Even if people go out, their souls will be left here."
"What''s more, if I expected it to be good..." The old man in black robe looked deeply afraid, "This evil fetus is probably the peak of the third grade, close to the fourth grade..."
As soon as this said, Mr. Xuan didn''t feel anything, but Mo Hua''s scalp became numb.
The peak of the third grade, close to the evil fetus of the fourth grade?
This is a big deal!
You can''t beat it, you can''t beat it at all.
My heart thumped.
It would have been a big deal to kill the second-grade evil fetus, let alone the third-grade evil fetus.
It is not an existence at the same level at all, and it is completely incomparable.
What''s more, this seems to be an evil fetus that has failed and has "out of control", and the danger has reached a higher level.
"This is the real ''big guy'', which is many times more terrifying than that huge flesh-and-blooded corpse..."
A chill surged into my heart, and Mo Hua felt a little chilled in her heart.
Before, he actually had the idea of ??"eating" the evil fetus of the Gushan Mountain to break through the twenty lines of spiritual consciousness.
Now it seems that he offended...
He really doesn''t deserve it when he eats the evil fetus at the peak of the third grade.
If you really encounter it, it’s not certain who eats it.
"It''s abrupt, it''s arbitrary..."
After thinking about the ink painting, I immediately changed my strategy in my mind:
Don’t think about the evil fetus. If you can’t afford to offend me, you must not mess with me...
Just find a way to get the Four Elephant Qinglong Formation Diagram.
Of course, it is best to get the dragon veins of the Great Wilderness.
These people wanted to rebel when they made this dragon vein. Getting this dragon vein into their hands was a great help to Dao Ting.
Even if you can''t use this dragon vein, you should have no problem in joining the Dao Ting to exchange for some secret formation skills taught by the Dao Ting...
Ink painting quickly made up its mind.
On the other side, when Mr. Xuan heard the "evil fetus at the peak of the third grade", he nodded slightly, and was somewhat afraid.
Then he frowned again, "If this evil fetus is really so powerful, then won''t we be able to open the coffin?"
The old man in black robe was silent for a moment, and didn''t say much, but instead asked:
"Young Master Xuan, can you abide by the agreement you mentioned before?"
Mr. Xuan nodded, "This is naturally. The Demon Sect of my lineage will help you revive the royal family of the Great Desert, occupy the Southern Wilderness, and fight against the Dao Court. And you just need to preach to a corner of my Desert Sect."
"Okay." The second elder nodded.
Then he walked to Shen Tu Ao, bowed, with a complicated expression, an old voice and sighed:
"Third Prince, I can only... be here with you."
"I''m afraid I won''t be able to meet you in the future. You will ascend to the Dragon Position and be in the Great Wilderness..."
Shen Tu Ao, who has always been silent as a mountain and is indifferent and arrogant, even a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
He bowed deeply to the second elder.
This is the first time Mo Hua has seen him bent down.
After that, Shen Tu Ao didn''t say anything else.
This gift is enough.
The second elder nodded and said calmly: "I will seal the evil fetus and isolate the evil fetus'' perception so that it will not wake up. Then you open the coffin and take out the dragon vein. But remember, there is only one hour."
After the second elder finished speaking, he began to look up and use the secret teachings of the Great Wilderness to watch the location of the dragon coffin, and what was calculating in his mind.
After a while, he pushed out his direction and walked straight to the open space three feet in front of the dragon coffin.
The second elder sat cross-legged and took out some strange and wild bone instruments, including claws, forearms, shins, skulls, etc.
These bones were placed one by the second elder on the ground and pieced together into a dragon shape.
The second elder took out blood ink and drew some specific array diagrams on the ground.
Mo Hua glanced at him slightly and found that these array diagrams looked like four-similar patterns and animal totems. They were drawn with blood, and the style was strange, which he looked very strange.
"Is this also the secret formation of the Great Wilderness?"
The second elder was meticulous and drew the blood patterns.
These blood patterns are like a blood vessel, connecting all the bones together, like connecting a blood-bone dragon.
Do all this, the second elder took out the last piece of bone.
This bone piece is as crystal clear as jade and has an extraordinary breath. It is the dragon bone he used to suppress blood and flesh corpse like anger.
The second elder bit the keel in his mouth.
Then he took out a sacrificial dagger and pierced it into his heart without thinking. At the same time, his body trembled violently, as if enduring shocking pain.
And in this pain, the blood in the second elder''s mouth was soaked in the dragon bone.
The dragon bones roared and became bright red little by little.
On the ground, the blood-patterned bone dragon was also resonating, and then the bloodshot gradually entangled, blending into one with the bones, and finally turned into a "keel bone chain" made of blood and bones.
The keel bone chain slowly floated in the air, and then blocked the dead corners of the dragon coffin in a specific direction, isolating some terrible aura in the coffin.
But the second elder slowly lowered his head and his breath gradually disappeared.
Seeing this, Mo Hua was shocked:
Dead...? !
Is this the secret method of the witch and prayer in the Great Witch?
This second elder, a late-stage cultivator of the Jindan stage, sacrificed his life, stimulated the dragon energy, and used his blood and dragon bones to melt it into a dragon lock, sealing the evil fetus?
Ink painting used his aftertaste to look at the dragon coffin in front of him.
Some mysterious changes did occur above the dragon coffin.
This dragon coffin seems to be different from before. It seems to have been stripped away, and it seems to have been "sealed", which makes its existence "current world" and "virtual world" completely separate in a short period of time.
The changes in reality will no longer affect the existence of the divine consciousness level, that is, the evil fetus at the peak of the third grade.
This method is really mysterious.
The second elder''s move was not only surprised by Mo Hua, but also the Xiong Lie Demon Cultivator and Mr. Xuan, all looked shocked.
They did not expect that in order to open the dragon coffin, the second elder actually sacrificed his life.
Moreover, he was so decisive and without any hesitation.
Both of them looked a little solemn for a moment.
The sadness in Shentu Ao''s eyes became stronger, but after a moment, he buried this sorrow deeply in his heart, just like all the pain of losing his tribe in the past.
His face became cold and arrogant again.
The sacrifice of the second elder cannot be in vain. The blood of the Great Wilderness clan cannot be shed in vain.
All of this is for the revival of the royal family.
Shen Tu Ao was determined in his heart, slowly walked forward, stretched out his big hand, covered the golden and luxurious dragon coffin, and then pushed the lid away little by little.
The roar of the dragon sounded.
A strong resistance was generated above the dragon coffin, and a trace of old dragon energy penetrated into Shen Tu Ao''s arm.
But these dragon auras were resolved one by one by Shen Tuao, who was carrying the power of the evil dragon.
Finally, the dragon coffin was slowly pushed away.
The atmosphere was suffocated.
Everyone saw the scene in the coffin and was a little lost for a moment.
In the coffin with golden dragon patterns, a child in his teens was lying.
This seems to be a young prince wearing a dragon robe from the Great Wilderness, with the ancient blue dragon pattern on it.
He lay in the dragon coffin, his body was intact, his face was pale and elegant, his eyes closed, and his expression was peaceful.
Mo Hua saw this face, and her pupils suddenly shrank, and her heart was shocked:
"How come this person... is a bit... like Yuer?"
(This chapter ends)