The space formation was bustling with activity, there was also the Tribulation Realm, and there was also a destroyed teleportation formation.
If An Qingli and others from the Mahayana realm hadn't destroyed the teleportation array in advance, these people would have died in the turbulent flow of space.
Now these people are trying to destroy the space formation from the inside.
However, the combat power was simply not achieved. Wave after wave of people came in, and wave after wave of people were trapped here, anxiously surrounding the place where the formation was carved.
"Heaven, who will save us?" Some people were on the verge of emotional collapse, combing their hair and praying to the sky.
An Qingjin is also there, bringing his youngest son with him, probably coming together to look for Wu Xingyun.
Ji Lianhao is also there. He has successfully transformed into a ghost cultivator. He has no body, only a soul, and is possessed by a tailor-made human puppet.
There are also many formation masters, probably because too many people are trapped one after another, so they are eager to try their skills and save all living beings.
The impulsive Daojun Lei Yan is also there, the eighth-level formation master from the Sui family, who sneaked in without telling Qiu Xuanjing.
At this time, together with a group of formation masters from all over the world, they were thinking hard and scratching their heads around the runes of the space formation.
But An Qingli ignored them for the time being, only passing through the sacred tree and paying attention to the turbulent flow of space.
"Okay." An Qingli communicated with the sacred tree with his mind.
There is still the Moon Emperor's soul in the sacred tree at this time, and it is also a fourth-level immortal soul.
The Moon Emperor suddenly raised a hand, with five slender fingers bent into claws.
Sharp claws like a dragon and a phoenix.
The Moon Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and poured all his spiritual power into his five fingers.
The spiritual energy lingering between the five fingers is the strength of the body in the late Mahayana period.
The next moment.
Those five fingers quickly grabbed the coffin with an astonishing speed.
That is the shooting speed and strength of the fourth level Immortal.
The coffin seemed to sense a threat, and its entire body immediately formed a defensive barrier.
The defensive barrier is extremely solid and can repair itself with the help of the surrounding aura, and even An Qingli's Nether Fire can't do anything about it.
But the Moon Emperor penetrated the barrier with extreme speed.
The five sharp fingers penetrated the barrier and continued downward.
The five fingers were immediately dripping with blood, leaving five shallow blood holes on the surface of the coffin.
The blood hole is neither big nor deep.
But that's enough.
The blood hole broke through the immortal runes of the upper world.
The structure of the Immortal Rune itself is so exquisite that it seems to have been drawn by the hands of an immortal from the upper realm. Once it was destroyed by such brute force, the barrier on the surface immediately collapsed.
The Moon Emperor smiled and felt a desire to take revenge.
"Quick! Push!" An Qingli urged immediately.
If the coffin could be destroyed in one fell swoop, perhaps the sacred tree could use its traceless teleportation to escape smoothly with the Moon Emperor.
The Moon Emperor reacted immediately and reached out to push the coffin into the turbulent flow.
However it's still a bit late.
The moment the barrier collapsed, the coffin lid trembled slightly, an extremely subtle tremor that was difficult to detect at all.
As soon as the Moon Emperor stretched out his hand to push the coffin, the coffin quickly spun and instantly knocked the Moon Emperor into the turbulent flow.
An Qingli's heart suddenly tightened.
Half of Yue Huang's body suddenly entered the turbulent flow, and then retreated instantly, but only the smaller half of his body was gone.
"Ant, seeking death!"
A majestic and powerful sound came from the coffin.
"Butcher, it's you indeed!" The Moon Emperor heard the man's voice and was instantly furious.
The man in the coffin was undoubtedly Zhou Shihuang.
Perhaps the First Emperor of Zhou had never died, but was just borrowing the coffin to support his body in order to withstand the mighty thunder disaster and one day be able to ascend to the upper world.
Or maybe, there is just the spirit of Zhou Shihuang wandering around the world.
But no matter what the situation is, the Moon Emperor wants Zhou Shihuang to die in order to live up to the oath he made to the Moon God!
The next moment, the Moon Emperor threw away his usual elegance and made an astonishing move.
He actually hugged the coffin with one hand, and with a determined expression, he carried the coffin and rushed forward.
The coffin shook violently, trying to get rid of this crazy woman.
However, the pressure of the Moon Emperor's powerful soul suddenly spread out.
Suddenly, a roar came from the coffin: "Wrong!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the coffin turned around in an attempt to suppress the Moon Emperor under the coffin.
"It's time for you to pay with your life!"
The Moon Emperor hugged the coffin tightly, and even used his mouth in a very disgraceful manner. He opened his mouth wide and quickly knocked down, embedding a row of teeth into the coffin lid.
The coffin was sealed and the runes on it were damaged.
Turbulence roars.
Blood and tears flew together, the scene was extremely tragic and heroic, and where was the elegant and carefree Moon Emperor.
The spirit inside the coffin was extremely powerful, almost as strong as the Moon Emperor, and the two tried their best to confront each other.
An Qingli felt the Moon Emperor's determination and said in a deep voice: "Use fire!"
The Moon Emperor moved his thoughts, and countless black crescent moons shot out from his body, slashing towards the coffin beneath him.
Without the protection of the barrier, the black crescent moon slashed on the coffin, and the threads burned faintly.
The Moon Emperor also has black fire on his body, and it is also a netherworld fire that can specifically defeat divine souls and the like.
But with a crazy smile in his eyes, the Moon Emperor continued to wrap around the coffin tightly and flowed forward.
The coffin kept struggling, and it seemed that the things inside the coffin were still trying to get out.
However, the Moon Emperor quickly consumed his soul and forcibly imprisoned him.
This fierce entanglement has disturbed the nearby turbulence.
What was originally a relatively stable place was already filled with turbulence.
Deep and shallow dents began to appear all over the coffin.
This is even more true for the sacred tree, which was strangled beyond recognition by the turbulent current.
An Qingli could sense that the connection between her and the sacred tree was getting weaker and weaker.
The next moment, the humanoid appearance of the sacred tree completely disintegrated, revealing its true form, reduced to a piece of dead wood.
Seeing that the dead wood was about to be swept away by the turbulent current.
But the Moon Emperor's soul immediately caught up with him and possessed him in the dead wood.
If there is no physical object to hide in, the Moon Emperor's spirit is like paper in this turbulent flow, allowing it to be slaughtered.
It was just a short period of time for the Moon Emperor to possess the dead wood, but the coffin finally got rid of its confinement as expected. The coffin quickly spun back to its relatively safe place.
Today's sacred tree is completely controlled by the Moon Emperor.
Moreover, the sacred tree that showed its true form also possesses the terrifying toughness of the sacred tree itself. Even if Qi Wu cuts it with the sky-splitting ax every day, he cannot break it.
This is the sacred tree of the upper world.
It's just that although the sacred tree is extremely tough, it is somewhat light and keeps rising and falling in the turbulent currents.
Fortunately, the spirit of the Moon Emperor is still here.
The Moon Emperor gathered his remaining soul power, forcibly stabilized the sacred tree, then raised the sacred tree steadily, aimed at the coffin, and gave it a sharp blow.
I want to hide from the coffin, but no matter where I hide, there will be turbulence nearby.
The sacred tree was like a heavy hammer, hitting the coffin hard and making a big hole in the coffin.
The heavy coffin slid forward awkwardly and completely entered the turbulent flow.
"Madman, who are you?" There was another thunderous shout from the coffin, and a burly man abandoned the broken coffin and came out with angry eyes.
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