His brows were split open, moles appeared, and his eyes were glowing at the same time. There was a burst of cold sword light, the void collided, and two sharp small swords flew out as if they were real...
In the moment of life and death, Xia Mang did not dare to hold back at all, and used all kinds of methods and skills to fight against the dark devil's hand.
But the devil's hand was so terrifying that Xia Mang was not enough to see it. He was crushed to pieces in an instant and completely destroyed.
"puff--"
Xia Mang vomited blood, his body trembled, and he staggered and flew out.
The devil's hand came from the sky and enveloped Xia Mang in an instant.
In front of the majestic and terrifying demonic hand, Xia Mang had no power to resist, all his moves were destroyed, all his attacks were defeated, and he was subdued. He was wrapped up by the demonic hand and retreated into the coffin.
Xia Mang was dragged into the coffin by demonic hands!
"Buzz!"
The demonic hand retracted, and at the same time, the escaping demonic energy receded like a tide.
With a "bang" sound, the coffin lid came back, fell on the coffin and returned to its position, fitting tightly without any gaps.
The geniuses had already escaped from Longshou Mountain. They were a little surprised when they noticed that the demonic energy had disappeared, and quickly turned around to check.
"What's going on?"
"Where is the devil in the coffin? Has it...been silent again?"
"Xia Mang seems to be tightly held in the coffin!" someone exclaimed in shock.
"The devil has not come out of the coffin after awakening. It seems... dormant again."
…
In panic, all the geniuses fled Longshou Mountain and returned to the tip of the dragon's tail. They moved so fast that they even passed the wreckage and approached the edge of the Tianlong Shi. They were about to escape back to the Shenlong Shi.
However, the demonic energy subsided and there seemed to be no intention to pursue them. When everyone realized this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and stopped escaping. They found a safe place and quickly turned back to watch.
After the demonic energy retracted, it condensed into a cloud of smoke, lingering like silk mist, wrapping around the coffin. Everyone looked into darkness and couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.
"Could it be that... the Yuling King became a demon after his death?"
Qi Tianhan stared at the coffin wrapped in demonic clouds, his eyes flickering. The man in the coffin had wielded demonic power before, and there was no doubt that he must be a powerful demon.
The person in the coffin was suspected to be the King of Souls, so he speculated that the King of Souls was possessed by a demon!
"The Demonic Yuling King... If this is true, did he really slaughter all the Yulings and bury him with him?" He guessed, staring at the coffin with bright eyes.
"What kind of burial?"
Mo Jixuan snorted coldly, "He's not dead at all, why does he need to be buried with him?"
Everyone was stunned and nodded immediately. The theory of being buried with others was indeed too ridiculous and did not make sense at all. To take a step back, even if the Yuling King was really possessed by the devil, he would not be so cruel as to slaughter all the Yuling lineage.
"This person is definitely not the Royal Spirit King."
The young man with a lamp above his head narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the skeleton, and said to himself: "Maybe he is... Well, the heaven and the earth are tombs, the world is a big tomb, and the birds occupy the dove's nest. This is really the sky.
Such a big deal, there must be a generation of heroes in this coffin!"
The bird occupies the dove's nest!
Everyone was moved, looking at the coffin with thoughtful eyes.
"Who is the person in the coffin?"
Qin Tianlang turned around, stared at the Snow Dragon, and shouted: "You call him Xuanzu, is it an ancestor of your dragon-controlling Xue clan?"
The rest of the people also looked at Snow Dragon. Everyone heard what he said before clearly. With so many people in the field, he couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.
"Of course he is the one who wants your lives!" Snow Dragon sneered. He held the Heavenly Dragon Spine and glanced at everyone. The depths of his eyes were full of coldness and ruthlessness.
"Believe it or not, I will kill you first!" You Wanxian looked down at the Snow Dragon, his eyes cold and solemn.
"You Wanxian, the son of hell...you are very powerful."
Snow Shenlong glanced at You Wanxian, then looked at the others, paused, and then said: "You are all pretty good, you can be called heroes. I have to admit that some of you can even compete with me. If the opportunity and situation were different,
, Xue will definitely take action to compete with you all and decide who is the best."
All the geniuses were silent. Snow Divine Dragon was once known as Xue Washing. Although it has been silent for a few years, it is by no means in decline. What he said is right. There are really not many people who can compare with him in the field.
"The days are long!" Mojixuan sneered again and again.
"There's no chance." Snow Shenlong shook his head, his eyes becoming strange and formidable, "My father and I have spent several years setting up such a big situation, how could we let you escape?"
Everyone's color suddenly changed.
Snow Dragon glanced at the geniuses and said coldly: "You will all be sacrifices to awaken the remnant soul of Xuanzu to return..."
"Sacrifice?!"
The hearts of all the geniuses jumped suddenly, and they instinctively felt that something was not good.
"Are you saying that the Yuling Cave, the King's Dao Monument, and the Heavenly Dragon Treasure... are all fake, just to trick me into getting involved?" Xia Ding's mind suddenly changed and he couldn't help but shout.
"True and false, false and true, who can tell clearly."
Snow Dragon's face was cold, "Your Majesty, climb to the top, the Imperial Way... will always shed blood. You will be the founders of our clan's glory, and you will be remembered by Yulong, and you will always be grateful for your great virtue."
"Nonsense!"
Some people angrily scolded that what the Snow Dragon said was too stupid. What did he mean? Did he want to use their lives as a sacrifice to achieve the Dragon-Controlling Royal Court?
"Some things cannot be avoided or escaped."
Snow Dragon said indifferently: "You have become greedy for the Tianlong Treasure, and greed is the root of disaster. You should have realized this long ago... In fact, from the moment you stepped into Yuling Cave, the outcome was already doomed."
Everyone felt bad.
"I'm afraid there is a real risk of life and death this time."
Yin Luohan said to himself, "I have always heard that the Dragon Controlling King is good at planning, plotting to rule the country, and planning for troubled times... I really saw it this time, but with this move, he is not afraid of arousing public anger and offending everyone in the world?"
If everyone present died tragically here, it would definitely be a shocking event that could not be concealed, and the Dragon Controlling Court would definitely become the target of public criticism.
"The Yuling Cave is inherently dangerous and unpredictable. Once you step in, casualties are inevitable. Even if the entire army is annihilated, it is not impossible." Snow Dragon narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "You guys will control the dragon when you come.
Before the Earth Realm, the people behind you should also have this kind of awareness..."
Everyone's expression changed. The Dragon Controlling King behind the scenes really had everything figured out. It was clear that he wanted to trap them completely and leave no one alive!
Qin Tianlang's face was dark. Suddenly, his eyes changed and he said in shock: "Where is Xia Mang?"
The others were also frightened, and their eyes wandered around, searching for Xia Mang's figure, but to no avail.
"Where did Xia Mang go? Did he...escape?" Everyone was stunned.
The previous scene was so sudden that everyone was only focused on escaping and not caring about others. Therefore, no one noticed that Xia Mang was captured by the devil's hands.
In the field, only the Zhexian Crown Prince Su Chen and Bai Luoqing kept staring at the coffin wrapped in black mist, their eyes fixed and silent.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the black mist surrounding the coffin slowly dissipated and became thinner, and everyone vaguely saw two figures in the coffin.
Looking at their silhouettes, one of them is Xia Mang!
At this moment, Xia Mang's back was pressed against the coffin lid. He held the sword in both hands with the tip of the sword pointing downwards. It seemed that he had pierced the person in the coffin and penetrated the bottom of the coffin!
"He pierced the devil in the coffin!" Mojixuan exclaimed.