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Chapter six hundred and ninety seventh corpse clan boss

"The Sky Burial Coffin is the most precious treasure of the Netherworld Clan. Rumor has it that the original power contained in the Netherworld is incomparable to the Xuanhuang Qi in the Xuanhuang World.

In the final analysis, it is the original power of the Nether World that evolved into the Nether Treasure Burial Coffin."

"The Nether Clan is divided into the Bone Clan, the Nether Clan born from the Netherworld, and the terrifying Corpse Clan formed by the supremely powerful corpse. The most precious burial coffin is controlled by the leader of the Corpse Clan.

You know, that is a supreme master. Who can get the sky-burial coffin from the hands of the master of the corpse clan?"

"Is this false? But it's not right! The terrifying origin power on the bronze coffin can easily communicate with the Nether World. This is not false.

Except for the sky burial coffin, there is no other treasure between heaven and earth that possesses such power."



Even the powerful demons were frightened by the sky-burial coffin emerging from the void.

The warriors of the underworld were just shocked by the burial coffin, why did it appear in the hands of the masked man?

As for their demon clan, when the bronze coffin revived, they felt that countless demon clan were used as sacrifices and imprisoned in the bronze coffin. The most powerful existence among them,

Although their auras seemed a bit sluggish, they were actually the Emperor who was more terrifying than them in origin.

The bodies of these demon kings were involuntarily retreating one after another.

At this time, they no longer have any plans to follow.

I just want to leave here secretly.

"Demons? The culprits who ruined Yuehe Ancient City. Do you think I will choose to let you leave here?"

Qin Feng sees six directions and listens in all directions.

Upon noticing the actions of these demons, his originally calm expression suddenly became cold and stern.

Qin Feng fell into the Three Thousand Weak Waters, and indeed found good fortune in the Three Thousand Weak Waters.

At the same time, he also noticed from the incomplete murals what exactly happened?

Back then, during the Taihong clan's battle to ascend to heaven, several demon masters joined forces to bury a human emperor.

They feel a shame.

When he realized that the Taihong clan had ascended to heaven, he had left a mysterious inheritance in the totem city of Yuehe Ancient City.

These strong men of the demon race instantly became murderous.

However, perhaps because he wanted to get the Taihong clan, what kind of inheritance did he leave behind?

They did not directly destroy Yuehe Ancient City.

Instead, they used the fallen human race to sneak into the ancient city of Yuehe.

The fallen human race visualized the image of the demon lord, and the power of the lord was able to descend on Yuehe Ancient City without anyone noticing.

It's just that countless years have passed.

The so-called inheritance has still not been found.

The demons have no patience anymore.

Of course, the most critical thing is that the news that there is a heaven-defying inheritance from the first emperor of the human race in the ancient city of Yuehe has spread throughout the world.

In order to prevent deviations, they decided to take control of Yuehe Ancient City.

This also led to the destruction of Yuehe Ancient City.

But in the end, they didn't get the mysterious inheritance of the human race in Yuehe Ancient City.

It should be said that no one expected that the final and mysterious inheritance would be placed in Three Thousand Weak Waters.

In fact, it is not very surprising that everyone has such thoughts.

After all, the strongest person in the human race at that time was the strong emperor.

To control three thousand weak waters, only a master-level expert can do so.

The human race cannot control three thousand weak waters, so how can it put the inheritance in the weak waters?

This is also the reason why the demon clan did not focus on Three Thousand Weak Waters.

In fact, Qin Feng still had some doubts in his mind.

"How did the Taihong clan get in and out of the Three Thousand Weak Waters? Who was the warrior who finally left the truth about the destruction of Yuehe Ancient City on the wall?"

This seems to have become an unsolved mystery.

Shaking his head, Qin Feng put all this behind his mind for the time being.

His eyes were cold and stern as he turned towards the demon who was quietly leaving.

Murderous intent suddenly broke out. These demons were naturally aware of it.

"Fight!"

What these demons are afraid of is the bronze coffin in Qin Feng's hands.

However, they believe in one thing more.

The more powerful the weapon, the more energy it consumes.

This is the eternal truth between heaven and earth.

The cursed spear of Taikous is a genuine strike from an imperial-grade peak powerhouse.

Even though the Netherworld Treasure Burial Coffin is powerful, it will definitely consume a lot of the masked man's energy.

The demons manifested themselves directly, with a body of dozens of feet, even breaking the surrounding palaces.

One after another terrifying killing moves have arrived.

Like swatting a fly, he suppressed Qin Feng fiercely.

Many Nether Clan warriors also understand that now is definitely not the time to sit back and watch.

Kill kill kill!

One after another, figures came towards Qin Feng.

"Well done!"

Qin Feng shouted loudly, with a sneer on his face.

Suddenly, streaks of invisible blood light appeared between the sky and the earth.

A glimpse of light!

Everyone just saw a bloody light rushing over.

Those warriors didn't feel anything was wrong. Just when they were about to laugh at him, they found that they couldn't even walk.

Then it fell into complete darkness.

It turned out that the bloody light that suddenly appeared was none other than Qin Feng's blood god son who had undergone transformations over and over again.

As Qin Feng's strength has transformed, the power of the Blood God Son has also undergone a significant transformation.

Whether they are Nether Clan or Demon Clan warriors, they are the food of the Blood God Son and become the foundation for the Blood God Son's continuous transformation.

The scene of lightning and flint made all the Nether Clan and the strong Demon Clan whose blood was still boiling, as if their minds were frozen by the endless glacier.

"Devil! You are the real devil!"

These demon warriors are called Po Tianji.

In their endless fear, they finally disappeared completely.

Jett was despairing.

His heart was filled with endless regret.

If he had seen the Xuanhuang Qi and was driven to his mind by greed, he would have been afraid that other strong men from the Nether Clan would notice and take a share of the pie, thus sealing the cracks.

Perhaps, at this time, a large number of Nether Clan warriors have gathered here.

The kings of the underworld, even emperors, will come to this world because they covet the black and yellow energy.

There would be no scene of destruction like now.

But there are no what-ifs. Facing Qin Feng's Blood God Son, his fate has been determined.

Now the only warriors alive at the scene are Qin Feng, Ning Jin and Nan Jing.

Hopes were born again and again, only to be beaten in the face again and again.

Nan Jing and others were completely frightened.

To be honest, Nan Jing and others were just dispensable garbage from beginning to end.

Qin Feng never took them to heart.

"Tell me, if you had been leading the way honestly, how could there have been so many idiots?

Even if you reveal the secrets of the ancient secret realm and draw bloody curses, I can easily destroy you. You will naturally be safe and sound.

And now? You are committing suicide!"

Every word Qin Feng said directly touched their hearts.

Endless regret lingers in their hearts. (To be continued)


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