nine coffins

Chapter 1101
Time is ruthless, regardless of love and hate.

The starting point of the Three Realms, the end of the floating dust.More than half of the scarecrows on the green field have been scattered.Only the silver scarecrow has not yet been destroyed.

The seal of that year is dissipating little by little.

The originally meandering creek has turned into a long river at this time, the current is still turbulent, and the waves are monstrous.The black water, the river of forgetfulness, and the floating dust are still in their final flow.

The endless river of the Three Realms!
Within the Three Realms, almost no one knows their true nature.In fact, they are not currents at all, but time.Only time, without beginning and end, travels through the three realms.

However, the time of the Three Realms is round and round, and has never passed.

When Amu stepped into the stream, he actually stepped into the endless time. Otherwise, how could he see the past of many reincarnations in the transition between black and white?

The beginning is the end.

Here, there is no peace, no tranquility.

Because, there is only one day left in the Three Realms.The two rounds of sun above Tianzhou have already interleaved, and then run in opposite directions.Therefore, to be precise, there is only half a day left in the Three Realms.

At sunset, the world will reincarnate or live forever.It depends on the pros and cons of the roulette wheel. Who is the winner among them determines how the Three Realms come and go.

For thousands of years, everything has finally come to the last moment.

Black water, river of forgetfulness, floating dust, and at the same time, big waves are raging to the sky.

Sea Desolation, Asura, and Infinite Three Realms are mostly silent.

Because, among all living beings, most are ordinary.Not every living being knows that he has brushed shoulders with death, and not every living being knows that he has stood on the verge of destruction or eternal life.

Actually, sometimes it's nice to not know everything.

On the deserted sea, there is a white-clothed cultivator who is worrying about cultivating immortal roots; in Shura, there is also a pair of monks fighting for a spirit coin, and they are fighting; hesitated.

How interesting!
This world may be about to change.However, many people are kept in the dark.They are immersed in their own small world, regardless of life and death in the Three Realms.

This is really good.A life may have been happy in the second before death.

That's a blessing!

Because, there has never been painful suffering.Sometimes, the immortals of the three realms are really better to be an ant, who knows no love, hate, hatred, pain, sorrow or joy.

Break the cause and effect, break the fate of robbery.

That is the mission of the immortal!

That is everything that countless people should bear.

In many corners of the Three Realms, there are monks looking up at the void.Because, they can more or less feel the abnormality of the Three Realms.

Tiannan, the ancestor of the Qing family was silent.

On the Tianmu Grassland, several spirit clan powers in the eternal realm could only sigh up to the sky.In the north of the sky, a second soul that has not yet fully recovered is floating on Qingcheng Mountain.

The fighting in the Asura Realm seemed to slow down.

Broken Xuantian Pavilion, the immortals are still there.

Shenlong Gan Tianqing frowned.Mo Wuhen and Bai Wuming stood on a mountain in Shura.Ye Xingbai stood on top of the ink turtle.In Shura World, the half-white, half-black sun is turning completely white.

Sea Desolate China is relatively the calmest.Because, the Sea Desolate monk can perceive too little, too little.

At this time, Mingzun had long hair and black clothes, with a cold expression.He is walking towards the immeasurable holy mountain step by step.On the top of Wuliang Mountain, the Buddha shadow has long since dissipated.

The ghost in red is lying high in front of the hut, unrestrained.

One is going, one is waiting.The two venerables will meet in tens of thousands of years.

The Holy Mountain of the Three Realms.

Amu was dressed in Tsing Yi and stood above the sea of ​​clouds.The eyes are far away, and there is no sadness or joy.The black bird is on the shoulder, not singing or speaking.

Beside Amu is Shen Yan.The purple clothes are curly and tall.On this day, Shen Yan did not wear the Supreme Ghost Face.The beauty of the world is peerless.

Because, she wants to stand beside her lover as a woman.

On the top of the holy mountain, there are still various cultivators.This is the last half day.

Mo Lang, Huan Hua, Leng Yu, Murong Haiqing, and of course Qing Mozi and Xing Fei.

At this time, Amu looked at Tianzhou in the distance, and his pupils could reflect the figure of Mingzun walking towards Wuliang Mountain step by step.

Amu knew that the last moment had already begun.He is also leaving.Turning around, Amu knelt on the ground towards Mo Lang, Huan Hua, and Leng Yu.

Mo Lang and Huan Hua raised their eyebrows at the same time.Leng Yu let out a long sigh.

"Master, aunt, uncle, Amu farewell! The kindness of this life, Amu will never forget it!"

This worship has mixed emotions and a lot of emotion.

The three of them only nodded slightly.Because, what should be said in three days has already been said.

Amu insisted on not using other people.

Amu only took the crow and the light of blue and white, and then went with Shen Yan to Tianzhou alone.Because, in the end, it is no longer the advantage of numbers that can determine everything.

"Amu..."

"My son..."

"Take care of yourself!"

A few people can only make up a few words.

Amu smiled, then stood up and took Shen Yan's hand.Shen Yan looked at Amu and smiled sweetly.Regardless of life or death, she is willing to share.

"Blue and white light, follow me!" Amu said.Qing Mo and Xing Fei nodded and followed closely behind.

Amu glanced at the holy mountain, and then looked in the direction of the sea of ​​bitterness.

At that moment, the sea of ​​bitterness was raging, and there was a sound from the dream.That is the sound of the piano, seeing you off.On Limeng Island, Yun San looked haggard and raised his hands to play the piano.

"Amu, may the Three Realms live forever, and may you come back!" Yun San forced a smile and whispered silently.

"Take care of yourself!"

Amuyao said slowly to the sea of ​​bitterness.He knew that Yun San would definitely hear it.Then, Amu turned around without looking back, took Shen Yan's hand and went straight to Tianzhou Wuliang.

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The immeasurable holy land, gray and white mountains.

This time, Mingzun did not go straight down from the Tianshan Mountains, but walked through the Wuliang Mountains, step by step towards the Wuliang Peak.

At this time, the two suns are gradually moving, each in the east and west.Above the middle sky, there is already a faint mysterious light.Three days of volleying in the sky is the end.

Mingzun's expression was calm and solemn.

In the distance, he had already seen the Ghost Venerable lying high in front of the hut, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Ming Zun, I'll wait for you for a long time!" Gui Zun smiled.

"I'd rather beauties than Jiangshan!" Mingzun looked at Guizun coldly, "It is said in the Three Realms that Guizun indulges in drinking and flirting, chic and free. Seeing you today, it's true!"

"Hahaha——" Ghost Venerable laughed, and his body had already stood up, "In the first life of the Three Realms, if you are not romantic or happy, what is the point of living?"

"You gave the spirit of the coffin to Amu?" Mingzun said.

"I said, I left it to the descendants of Cang Hai!" Gui Zun said in a low tone.

"Ghost Venerable, Wuliang Mountain can't stop me! I'll give you one last chance to help me reincarnate. Otherwise, you won't be reborn!" Mingzun's voice was calm and cold.

"Hahaha——" Ghost Venerable watched Mingzun suddenly stretch his sleeves, and a red wine glass was in his hand, "Mingzun, I have only one regret in living a happy life. What else do you want to do?"

"What regrets do you have?" Hades asked.

"Thousands of years ago, I failed to fight with you! Hahaha—" Guizun's laughter echoed.

Mingzun's face suddenly turned cold, he knew that there was only one battle.

In an instant, Ghost Venerable moved.Gui Zun's hands were slender and pale like Ming Zun's.The hand holding the wine cup suddenly trembled.

A ray of red light, full of wine, swayed in an instant.

But, that's not wine, but thousands of red blood souls, like rain of blood.That's the technique of the Ghost Venerable.

In the immeasurable mountains, there is endless fairyland.

However, as soon as Gui Zun's technique came out.The sky was filled with blood and souls, and the entire void of Wuliang Mountain seemed to be blood-stained.Struggling, it seems to be the soul.The blood soaring into the sky almost makes people forget that this is the immeasurable holy mountain.

Jie Jie Jie - Jie Jie -

Then watch Ghost Venerable stepping down from the sky and coming straight to Ming Zun.The big red robe sleeves are like a red cloud.Ghosts are respected as ghosts because of their strange spells and invincible ghosts.

call--

The wine glass in Gui Zun's hand flew out.

Blood soul, wine cup, it seems simple.However, Ghost Venerable's technique is enough to destroy the ninth level of the eternal realm.You know, the Ghost Venerable tens of thousands of years ago is completely intact.

In the immeasurable mountains, the Buddha is transformed into a form, and the cultivation base is further improved.

At this moment, even though Gui Zun has no coffin in his hand, his power cannot be underestimated.Mingzun was in it, so he naturally understood.

Those blood souls don't know where Ghost Venerable received them from the Three Realms.Every blood soul is attached to the power of devouring.The blood soul flew over like a long river scattered from the sky.

At that moment, Mingzun felt that the Qi in his body was leaking out.Those blood souls are like bloodthirsty beasts.

In an instant, black mist rose from Mingzun's body.Nether body protection, that is the coffin of the earth.

Puff-puff-puff-puff-

When the blood soul touched the black mist protecting Mingzun's body, he just paused and struggled to dissipate.There are absolutely very few who can break through the defense of the underground coffin level within the Three Realms.

However, Gui Zun's wine glass pierced through the black mist like an arrow.

"Huh?" Ming Zun couldn't help frowning.

Immediately with a thought, a purple glow shot out from between the eyebrows.

Boom——

That purple awn is the light of a coffin in the sky, and Gui Zun's wine glass shattered in response.That wine glass is not a magic weapon of the Nine Coffins class after all.The corner of Mingzun's mouth curled up, how powerful is the coffin in the sky?
In an instant, look at the seal formula in Mingzun's hand.

Under his feet, a causal roulette appeared directly.The light of black and white spreads round and round, like a tide spreading across the entire Wuliang Mountain.At the same time, Mingzun stretched out his slender and pale hand.

That move was exactly the same as when he was fighting Chizi.Ming Zun will also devour everything that belongs to Gui Zun.

However, Ghost Venerable is not a child.In Mingzun's hands, the power of thousands of sages is actually concentrated, otherwise, how could they penetrate Chizi's head at once?

Gui Zun's body retreated sharply, just like a child back then.However, behind the Ghost Venerable is the immeasurable holy mountain.

"Ghost Venerable, don't be stubborn! You should have listened to my call!" Mingzun shouted in a low voice.

The roulette wheel didn't stop, Mingzun's body moved rapidly.

However, the corner of Gui Zun's mouth curled up, and seals formed in his hands.

Boom - huh -

In an instant, a high mountain rises up, straight to the Mingzun.

That is not an ordinary mountain peak, but a mountain among the boundless mountains.If that mountain fell on the Asura Sea Desolation, a single mountain could turn into thousands of mountains.

Moreover, under Gui Zun's technique, not only a boundless mountain rises, but mountains move together, and ten thousand peaks are like forests.

Gui Zun took the opportunity to retreat and hide behind.

The technique is immeasurable, it is definitely a spell that defies the sky.

　After finishing writing, one chapter will be updated secretly in the middle of the night, even if it is not interrupted today.Tomorrow morning, it will be updated. I took a look. I updated Chapter 1 at 39:[-] that year.Then the last chapter, just this time!Start well and end well!
　　
　
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