A sarcophagus less than the length of a hand and only four fingers wide appeared in Ye Fan's hands.
Its style is simple and natural, with vague carvings. If you look closely, you can see that it is the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish, insects, etc. They are all very ancient things that have existed since ancient times.
Nine-fold coffin in the age of mythology!
Ye Fan finally took out this ominous artifact and wanted to use it to attack Mount Sumeru and break the Great Thunder Sound Temple.
Most people were puzzled when they saw it. They looked suspicious and had no idea. What use could a palm-long coffin have? Could it be more powerful than an imperial weapon?
Only a few people were moved after seeing it. They vaguely understood its origin amid surprise and suspicion, and instantly thought of many legends about this kind of coffin.
"Is it really the coffin of a god from the mythical age?!"
Many people from the ancient clan came, and the voices of some of the old patriarchs of the ancient royal clan trembled. They were closer to the age of mythology than today, so they naturally knew more about this kind of coffin.
"Is there any terrible thing?" Many people were puzzled and asked the people around them, which immediately aroused a lot of discussion.
Some of the elders and giants among the saints outside the territory also looked forward, and watched from a distance. They all showed shock and their hearts beat violently.
"It's really like that!"
When some seniors whispered and told the origin and horror of this kind of coffin, everyone felt as if they were covered in ice and snow, and a layer of cold pimples formed on their bodies.
According to legend, it is buried in the nine heavens and will never sink into the loess.
Everyone's breathing was quickened, and their hearts were beating violently. Where did Ye Fan get this? It was so shocking that he had such backhand.
Don't mess with this kind of thing. If you don't handle it well, the whole family will be destroyed.
"The legend of the nine-layered coffin of the gods is too frightening to be moved. If you see it, you should respect it and bury it in the sky. Release it to the depths of the universe."
The saints from outside the territory, the old patriarchs of the ancient royal family, etc. all looked solemn. Even the people on Ye Fan's side were extremely solemn and extremely cautious about this matter.
Among them, one person's performance was the most special, that is Taoist Shencan. His reaction was far stronger than the others. He stood upright with a sound, like a magic sword being unsheathed, exuding a compelling aura. Sweeping away the previous
of decadence.
At this moment, his eyes were dazzling, and the materialized light lasted for miles. His lips trembled again and again, and he clenched his fists.
Others naturally noticed his abnormality and asked carefully. But he ignored it, his eyes never blinking, staring ahead like an immortal statue.
Everyone knew that he had a weird temper, even Princess Shencan was helpless on weekdays. Qi Luo, Ye Tong and others naturally didn't care and stopped disturbing him.
"You want to use this against me, Mount Sumeru?!" The voice of the old monk Moko finally changed, and his expression was not very good. He recited the Buddha's name and said: "Using it may hurt yourself first."
"Don't worry about it." Ye Fan said calmly.
Deep in the starry sky, in the battle on the other side of God, the indestructible divine realm was destroyed. The ancient coffin of the Void Emperor played a great role and destroyed all faith.
When Ye Fan took out the nine-layer coffin at this time, he certainly did not want to completely replicate the results of the battle in the God's Domain.
The Divine Realm has been tampered with by the Heavenly Lord, so the evil spirit of the Great Emperor can destroy the power of belief there. However, Mount Sumeru is different. It has never been cursed, and it is impossible to be ignited and become a firecracker.
In the battle in the God's Domain, the heroes destroyed an immortal divine religion by simply using the evil spirit emanating from the emperor's corpse.
Now, what Ye Fan wants to use is the real corpse of the god inside. It is not as simple as the evil spirit. Put the entire emperor's corpse inside into Mount Sumeru.
If successful, this would definitely be a devastating disaster.
All the ancient tribes looked solemn, because they clearly remembered an old incident. In the ancient times, a most powerful race got a nine-fold coffin, which eventually led to the annihilation of the race. All because they touched the deepest taboo of the coffin.
thing.
When Ye Fan and the others got this coffin from the Ancestral Temple of the Yuhua God Dynasty, the Holy Prince also solemnly mentioned the ancient tragedy and warned it.
Now, all kinds of methods have been used, and it is difficult to deal with Mount Xumi. Ye Fan decided to use this trump card. How many people have seen the entire emperor's corpse? It has almost never been manifested in the world, and it immediately caused an uproar!
"Amitabha, good, good!" The old monk Moko became angry even when he chanted the Buddha's name. He was no longer as calm and calm as before, and his eyes were staring at the palm of his hand with a startling beam.
Ye Fan did not hesitate, flipping his hand and driving the small coffin into the Yuantian Forbidden Array. There was an empty array flag position just away from the forefront of Mount Xumi, which was obviously left for this coffin.
Emperor Sha cannot succeed in a single battle, but using the real Emperor Corpse to suppress Mount Sumeru, which has never been cursed, will definitely be effective and it should be able to tear through the mountain gate.
In this world, nothing can hurt the emperor. Even if they die, the bodies left behind cannot be damaged.
The runes in the Origin Formation flickered, and the mist of mist and chaos flowed, stirring up all the original auras of heaven and earth, and the patterns spread to the forefront of the formation flag.
Ye Fan cut his wrist, and streams of golden blood spilled out. After he used the Bing Zi Jue, he sent it to the formation. It dripped on the small coffin, causing it to click, cracking a gap, and the first layer opened.
Nothing can be seen on this floor. The small coffin inside is one size smaller, still plain and engraved with various vague patterns.
The coffin of the spirit will not enter the earthly world, nor enter the loess, but will be buried in the nine heavens forever. Its origins and details are astonishing.
Everyone held their breath and was very nervous. Today they may witness a grand event that few people have seen since ancient times. It is destined to be terrifying and will be recorded in the annals of history.
"The gods are impeccable, and the mortal world is not enough to bury them. Even if they die, they are innocent. Only the nine heavens are their destination, and they will finally rest in a place beyond the reach of the world of mortals."
Now, the spirit coffin is placed in the formation like this. Once it is opened, something shocking to the world will inevitably happen.
One floor, two floors...the small coffin kept opening.
A lot of blood dripped from Ye Fan's wrist, golden clouds shot up into the sky, and powerful fluctuations surged violently, like a golden flame burning, flying into the formation.
The god's coffin was wrapped in this golden blood, as if it was burning. It didn't take long for the six floors to be opened in succession, and no unexpected changes occurred.
But everyone's hearts were extremely depressed. All the saints were retreating, hiding as far as they could, not wanting to be affected. This place would probably become a disaster soon.
"Stop!" Old Monk Moko couldn't hold his anger anymore and shouted loudly.
The Great Peacock King Ming is holding the demon-conquering pestle, ready to deal with unexpected changes at any time. The golden crown on her head flashes, and the picture of Buddha's enlightenment appears. It is hazy, making her look like a god and awe-inspiring.
"What do you think, do you want to send flowers down the mountain?" Ye Fan asked coldly.
"He is a kind of fruit on my Mount Sumeru..."
"There's nothing more to say!" Ye Fan interrupted him directly, the flow of golden blood in his wrist increased, and he directly opened the seventh stone coffin.
When he reached the eighth level, the blood on his wrist was no longer effective. He pointed at his heart, cut a wound, and refined the essence of his heart blood.
"Crack!"
The eighth-level coffin was opened, revealing the last small coffin. Now the surrounding area was extremely quiet, there was no sound, and everyone held their breath.
Even the Arhats, Dharma Protector Heavenly Kings, Bodhisattvas, and Ancient Buddhas on Mount Sumeru all felt their hearts beat faster, but their expressions remained indifferent, they didn't say a word, and just stared silently.
The final coffin appeared and was revealed to the world. It was only as long as a thumb, simple and plain, but it made everyone feel extremely frightened, as if they were facing a prehistoric god.
Invisible pressure surged in, and everyone's nerves were tense. They were extremely nervous, waiting for the final opening of the ancient coffin to see what the secret was.
The last layer was solid and immortal and difficult to open. Ye Fan had spent a lot of his hard work and essence, and his face turned pale, but it still didn't move.
"Crack!"
Until the end, he tempered his blood again, and his body shook for a while. The consumption was too great! When he sprinkled the essence of the holy blood on the sarcophagus, it made a trembling sound, and then left a tiny gap.
The smallest gap appeared in the last layer of the coffin, but a majestic evil spirit rushed out, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, like a vast ocean, boundless and boundless, heading straight towards Mount Sumeru.
Everyone's color changed. Before the fluctuation of the emperor's origin came out, the endless evil energy surged out and flooded the front.
This kind of emperor's evil spirit scares the gods and frightens the Buddha. It is the most terrifying thing. It is a disaster for the saints. For the holy power of faith, it is also like water and fire, tit for tat.
One is the evil spirit of the dead, and the other is the thoughts of the living, which are very opposite.
Under the leadership of the Yuantian Formation, the formation flags hunted, the nine-layered coffin of the mythical era shook, and the emperor's evil in the cracks was endless, filling the heaven and earth, rushing towards Mount Sumeru.
There is no doubt that this is a catastrophe!
This is not a divine realm, it is not cursed, and the power of faith cannot be ignited. However, the two powers have different attributes, and it feels like light and darkness merge.
Violent collision!
The last small coffin was only as long as a thumb, but the mighty Emperor Sha that came out was so terrifying, as if the stars all over the sky were falling down, boundless. It was obvious that this was the mustard seed Na Sumeru, and there was another universe inside, as vast as a world.
Ye Fan's urging will lift the last layer of the coffin lid, allowing the emperor's corpse to appear, suppress it into Mount Sumeru, and break this place.
However, at this moment, he felt an ominous aura, and the source sky array pattern glowed, overwhelming the sky and the earth, making him shine brightly outside the array.
Although he seemed to be holy, Ye Fan frowned. His body was in severe pain, like a knife cutting, his pores became enlarged, and red hairs like steel needles pierced out and grew out one after another.
At this critical moment when the emperor's corpse was about to appear, something like this actually happened. Yuan Tianshi's ominousness broke out more than in his later years, and it happened to him here and now.
Without holding the imperial weapon, Ye Fan snorted coldly, and the golden blood in his body burned. In an instant, the red hair all over his body was burned clean, and the strange power was eliminated.
Obviously, things are not over yet!
"Woooo..."
The dark wind roared, demonic shadows appeared, and the land in the distance was dark. The red-haired whirlwind blew up, covering the sky and the sun, flying sand and rocks. It looked particularly terrifying, and it was rushing straight towards here. {Piaotian Literature www.PiaoTian.com
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