I took the saint

Chapter 2 The sarcophagus is broken, the saint comes out

Light!
It is light!

In the dark sarcophagus, Su Ze saw a glimmer of light coming from the crack.

This sarcophagus, which was protected by millions of formations, was finally unable to withstand the erosion of time.

Under the confrontation between the two powerhouses, a rift appeared.

At the same time, Su Ze felt that there seemed to be a force in his body that broke free from the shackles and gradually woke up.

That crack seemed to be the key to unlock the shackles.

Although the saint's physical body is powerful, it has been sealed in dust for millions of years, and has long since lost the slightest magic power. In addition, he is placed in a completely airtight sarcophagus.

Even if he wakes up, he has already lost his vitality.

But the sarcophagus cracked, and that all changed.

Su Ze's physical body, after millions of years, once again felt the existence of the vitality of heaven and earth.

"This physical body seems to be slowly waking up..."

woo-

This is the sound of wind, the sound of wind coming from Su Ze's body!

The saint's body is too strong, even a small crack on the sarcophagus can cause him to emit a huge suction force.

In an instant, with the sarcophagus as the center, a terrifying force spread.

Surging, surging!
But quietly.

Wherever it passed, all the vitality of the world was quickly drawn away, and even the plants quickly turned yellow.

The sarcophagus seemed to form an invisible vortex, greedily absorbing every ounce of heaven and earth vitality, even the battle between the two powerhouses in the sky Yu Bo did not let go.

I'm... recovering?
Su Ze in the sarcophagus opened his eyes wide.

The term resuscitative seems inappropriate to apply to living people.

But he couldn't find another word to describe his current state.

He could feel that the saint's body he occupied was slowly recovering by himself.

Just through that small crack, it crazily attracts the energy of the outside world.

The shackles of the years in the body were opened.

A terrifying power seemed to be slowly awakening in his body.

"not enough……"

Gradually, Su Ze felt that his body was no longer so weak, but he was still weak.

That small crack was already in short supply to his body.

He needs the crack to be bigger, so that he can absorb the vitality of the world more violently!

"and many more!"

Suddenly, Su Ze frowned!

The vitality of heaven and earth brought him not only the revival of the saint's physical strength.

In less than a short stick of incense, his spiritual consciousness and senses were raised to a terrifying intensity.

In a trance, he heard the sound of fighting.

The battle sounds are loud!

Aftermath is strong!

……

"Still struggling! Die to me!"

Outside the sarcophagus, wars are raging!

A long time has passed, and Old Monster Nan also put away his smiling face.

Three flying swords danced around Old Monster Nan, shining golden light, and with all kinds of combat powers, they fought towards He Qiye for no money.

That ancient clock was He Qiye's magic weapon.

It's like a night boat in a storm, which may be capsized at any time.

But it was this precarious appearance that had persisted for half an hour.

Old Monster Nan is also anxious and ruthless in his heart!
If He Qiye had been dragged on, it would have been a long time, and there was no guarantee that other strong men would not come.

The two of them were top powerhouses in the Great Xia Dynasty, but looking at the whole world, they were only in the middle and lower reaches.

If some strong person came, it would be difficult for the two of them to deal with it.

boom!
The old monster Nan broke out.

A huge flying sword phantom appeared behind him!

It is more than ten feet long, exuding a terrifying coercion!

"Fellow Daoist He Qiye, I'll send you on your way right now!"

As Old Monster Nan said, he pinched a sword formula in his hand, and the phantom of the divine sword pointed at He Qiye.

In an instant, the Excalibur attacked He Qiye's ancient clock with great power.

He Qiye sat cross-legged inside the ancient clock, his eyes wide open.

The palm of the hand slammed on the Tianling Gai, and a mouthful of painstaking effort was spit on the ancient clock. The originally dim ancient clock instantly became golden.

This style of play is undoubtedly overdrawing his own life.

But in order to save his own life, he had no choice.

Now he can only try his best to procrastinate for a while, and when other strong people find this place, things will turn around!

boom!
The divine sword struck the ancient clock, and a terrifying wave of air spread out.

Even where the two touched, a small mushroom cloud formed.

Kacha... Kacha...

In the terrifying aftermath, even the towering trees were smashed into slag.

But sweeping on the sarcophagus only caused more gravel to fall from the cracks in the sarcophagus.

"You two trash, haven't eaten!"

In the sarcophagus, Su Ze was very dissatisfied with the speed of recovery of his internal strength.

Those two people outside are too disappointing!

After playing for a long time, there was loud thunder and little rain.

It looks like it's whitish in the sky, with magical powers dancing wildly, but it doesn't have much impact at all.

After such a long time, I couldn't even make the crack in the sarcophagus bigger.

Old fat man, you work hard!
What the hell!

That surnamed He, you stand up to the young master, don't burp too early!
Because of the slow recovery of consciousness, the outside scenes are all in Su Ze's observation angle.

For a while, he was a spectator, but he was more anxious than the two fighters.

On the one hand, he wanted the old monster Nan to attack more fiercely so that Yu Bo could enlarge the crack in the enlarged sarcophagus, on the other hand, he was afraid that the old fat man would attack too fiercely and kill He Qiye directly.

Um--

Suddenly, Su Ze frowned.

He felt a stronger aura than the two guys outside...

"Two friends, peace is the most important thing!"

The two fighting outside also heard a sound transmission from the sky, and at the same time, they could see an old man in a red robe galloping from the sky.

"Taoist Three Lamps..."

Seeing the person coming from the horizon, He Qiye was originally relieved, but after seeing the person clearly, his dark complexion became even more ugly.

At the same time, Old Freak Nan also had a serious expression on his face.

He, Old Monster Nan, is not an upright gentleman, and a Daoist with three lamps is also not a good bird.

He usually kills people to seize treasures and bullies the weak.

And this Sandeng Taoist is different from other immortal cultivators, but all immortal cultivators are more or less concerned about their own face, even if they do something shameful, they will try their best to hide it, but Sandeng Taoist never cares about it.

He always does things his own way, and even regards killing and stealing goods as a kind of pleasure.

The most important thing is that Daoist Sandeng is very strong, even stronger than him and He Qiye combined!
"Daoist said yes!"

Seeing Taoist Sandeng coming, Old Freak Nan stopped immediately, took a safe position, bowed slightly and said, "Fellow Daoists say that peace is the most important thing, but I don't know how it is that peace is the most important thing!"

"Peace is the most important thing. Naturally, I want you two to stop fighting over treasures!"

Daoist Sandeng stroked his beard on his chest, looked at the exhausted two people in front of him cheerfully, and said, "I will kill you two now, and then leave with the saint's body, how do you feel?"

After saying that, Taoist Sandeng's expression suddenly turned cold.

Raise your hand, just a palm!
It looks like an ordinary palm, but it is his strongest technique.

Behind him, a golden palm with the size of tens of feet, followed by his palm, also hit Old Freak Nan and He Qiye.

For an instant.

Both He Qiye and Old Monster Wang felt the threat of death!
The two looked at each other and nodded to each other!

team up!

Under such circumstances, all life and death enmities must be put aside, and only by joining hands can there be a possibility of survival.

The phantoms of the golden ancient clock and the divine sword emerged, and met the big hand at the same time.

click-

Fighting Yu Bo, who was stronger than every time, attacked the sarcophagus, and finally made the crack of the sarcophagus overwhelmed, and a hole the size of a fist appeared.

For an instant.

A terrifying suction force emanated from the sarcophagus!

Wherever it passed, it was like locusts crossing the border, and all the voices in the world were drawn away.

In the distance, a beast king was frightened by the battle of the three powerful men and fled crazily. The terrifying suction swept over him, and the beast king lay on the ground without making a sound.

His cultivation life was sucked away in an instant.

However, this is only a microcosm.

In a radius of tens of miles, regardless of plants and animals.

But wherever this power shrouds, all living beings wither instantly, and all vitality is drawn away!

"Damn it!"

Taoist Sandeng's eyes were red.

He could feel that his cultivation and vitality were showing signs of leaving his body!
Regardless of attacking the two old monsters Nan, he tried his best to prop up a protective shield in front of him.

On the other side, the same is true of the two old monsters Nan. Even He Qiye, who has the weakest cultivation base, has already turned his black hair to white while holding up his protective shield.

That means, he has been robbed of part of his vitality!

It's the coffin of a saint!
After protecting themselves, the three of them immediately discovered the source of the anomaly!

It is the sarcophagus that sits in the middle.

At some point, there was a fist-sized hole on the sarcophagus, and the terrifying suction came from that fist-sized hole!
Could it be... the saint was afraid that people would disturb his body, so he left behind?
In an instant, the souls of the three died!
He wanted to escape, but was held in place by the suction force, unable to move at all.

"Boom, boom..."

With the energy of heaven and earth entering his body, Su Ze felt the strength of the saint's body.

He was slowly recovering, his heart beating like a drum.

His blood surged like a sea wave.

This...isn't it going against the sky?

Su Ze couldn't figure out how strong a person is, so that this kind of scene will emerge in the flesh.

Outside the sarcophagus, the three people were even more frightened out of their wits.

They actually heard the heartbeat...

Could it be that the saint is not dead?

The suction is terrifying, the vitality between the heaven and the earth is sucked out, and the heartbeat gradually subsides, becoming inaudible.

However, none of the three relaxed.

Staring at the sarcophagus.

boom!
The sarcophagus did not disappoint them either, there was a muffled sound, as if something was about to rush out of it.

boom!
This time, the sarcophagus was lifted, and the coffin lid flew far away.

The hearts of the three of them rose to their throats instantly.

Snapped!
Inside the sarcophagus, a hand protruded out, frightening the three of them together.

Then, a young man who looked only in his 20s sat up from the sarcophagus, turned around slowly, and glanced at the three of them.

With just one glance, the three of them fell into an ice cave.

(End of this chapter)