Chapter 539: The Coffin of the Bloody Demon, Showing Off His Power with Joy (4k2, Please Subscribe)

Seeing this scene, Duan Changjing's face showed a hint of joy when he dodged back several hundred feet away, but after a moment, he froze again.

"Dirty blood coffin?"

Duan Changjing frowned and looked at a dark blood-colored coffin that suddenly appeared in the crack in space.

The surface of this dark blood-colored coffin was covered with a layer of flowing black blood, as if it had just been fished out of a blood pool, dripping fresh blood onto the ground.

Not much, Duan Changjing, who knew this thing well, knew that this "filthy blood coffin" was far from that simple.

At this moment, he had endured so much golden elixir self-destruction on behalf of Mrs. Jin. Although there was some damage and there were quite a few holes, as the blood flowed, he recovered in an instant as before.

"The Dirty Blood Coffin is the secret skill of Mrs. Jin's family. Therefore, even I don't have much information."

"I only know that the monks who have seen this coffin... are basically dead." Duan Changjing's voice was suppressed, and he joined Zhang Nanqiu to exchange reports.

However, Zhang Nanqiu did not show the slightest fear on his face when he heard this.

He nodded slightly and also told the information about the "Dirty Blood Coffin".

Different from Duan Changjing's information, his information was much more detailed.

"The Dirty Blood Coffin is the secret skill of the Golden Ghost King. Once this coffin is opened, it will be reincarnated from the dead and will never perish. It will always keep the monk who opens the coffin in peak condition."

"But this technique has a shortcoming..."

"Afraid of divine soul attack!"

Zhang Nanqiu chuckled lightly, turned his palm and took out a bone staff shaped like a vajra, crossed it in the air, and in an instant he came to the vicinity of the dirty blood coffin and stabbed it.

This bone staff is the soul weapon he cultivated, and it is also his strongest attack method.

Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators cannot withstand his blow.

Although Mrs. Jin is strong, in Zhang Nanqiu's eyes, she is at the end of her strength at this time.

Strong death energy surged out from the bottom of the bone staff. The moment he escaped from Zhang Nanqiu's hand, the world became dark, and it seemed as if countless ghosts could be seen emerging from the staff.

"Could it be that... the Golden Ghost King was killed by the Juling Sect?"

Seeing this, Duan Changji felt a chill running down his spine.

King Jin Ghost is Mrs. Jin’s father, and he was also a giant of demons thousands of years ago.

According to rumors, the Golden Ghost King died in his own cave at the end of his life. But as the deputy sect leader of Wan Yin Sect, he knew more inside information.

I heard that when the Golden Ghost King passed away, there were sounds of fighting in the cave.

After the death of the Golden Ghost King, his inheritance completely disappeared, and no heirs inherited a single share.

Based on today's scene, it is not difficult for him to guess that the "death" of the Golden Ghost King should be inseparable from the Juling Sect.

After all, the Scorpio ancestor has lived too long.

"Fortunately, the super teleportation array has been destroyed, and the Scorpion Ancestor will not be able to come for a while."

Duan Changjing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Zhang Nanqiu, although he was wary of this person, there was no need to be too afraid.

However--

Just when Duan Changjing thought that with Zhang Nanqiu taking action, Mrs. Jin's defeat was certain, an accident occurred.

Suddenly, a blood needle flew out of the dirty blood coffin and faced the bone staff.

The two magic weapons collided instantly.

The next moment, the bone staff exploded and shattered into countless bone fragments, falling from the air.

At the same time, the blood needle's momentum continued unabated and headed straight for Zhangnan Qiu.

"Ancestor Red Dragon's back-up plan?"

Shock appeared in Zhang Nanqiu's eyes. He almost forgot that Mrs. Jin was not only a strong person in the middle stage of Yuanying, but also a Taoist companion of a strong person in the late stage of Yuanying.

Back then, when the Chilong Ancestor left the clan, how could he not give Mrs. Jin, a Taoist companion, some life-saving cards?

He was too careless.

I casually thought that after Mrs. Jin was seriously injured by Master Chen's "Nascent Soul Self-destruction", she lost her combat effectiveness.

However, the blood needle was moving too fast at the moment, and he could not avoid it in the blink of an eye.

"Hi!"

Half of Zhang Nanqiu's head was torn open by the bloody light carried by the blood needle, red and white things swarmed out, and his body fell from the air.

"Zhang Nanqiu is dead?"

Duan Changjing was horrified. He quickly raised his knife to resist the blood needle that was coming towards him.

簰啷!簰啷!

Blood needles and long knives clashed.

Dazzling blood and dazzling arcs of swords continued to appear in the sky.

After several breaths, wait until the blood needle is exhausted.

Duan Changjing, who was covered in wounds and panting, paused in the air and looked at the "filthy blood coffin" that protected Mrs. Jin with a look of fear in his eyes.

If Mrs. Jin had a few more blood needles with the same power as before, he would not be able to bear them.

"Huh?" At this time, Duan Changjing suddenly discovered that countless black runes suddenly poured out of Zhang Nanqiu's body.

With the emergence of black runes, Zhangnanqiu returned to its original state in less than an instant.

Seeing this scene, how could Duan Changjing not understand that Zhang Nanqiu Shicai deliberately faked his death to escape in order to avoid the "blood needle".

However, at this moment, Zhang Nanqiu, like him, looked much paler and his combat power had declined a lot.

"Friend Deer Daoist, fight quickly and decide quickly."

Duan Changjing suppressed his anger and urged Zhang Nanqiu to come forward to fight and destroy the dirty blood coffin used by Mrs. Jin.

Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for him to take down Mrs. Jin who was hiding in the "Blood Coffin" in a short period of time.

"It's too late." Zhang Nanqiu looked solemn, shook his head and said: "Now, this dirty blood coffin has been completely formed, and my soul magic weapon... has also been shattered..."

"If Mrs. Jin cannot be killed as soon as possible, once Taoist Fu and Wang Sutai master the golden ghost sedan... it will be difficult to obtain the heavenly ghost seed that your master wants!"

Hearing this, Duan Changjing's cold eyes flashed slightly, and he directly spoke out the stakes.

"Don't worry, in one day, you and I should be able to defeat this filthy blood coffin!"

"Although this technique is powerful, Mrs. Jin's magic power is not infinite."

Zhang Nanqiu said lightly.

Hearing this, Duan Changjing's face looked better, and he joined forces with Zhang Nanqiu to fight again.

In an instant.

Various secret techniques, magical powers, and magic weapons from both sides began to collide fiercely, causing violent mana aftermath.

Just as Zhang Nanqiu expected.

Although Mrs. Jin's "Filthy Blood Coffin" secret technique is powerful, it is still too difficult to face two strong men of the same level as one against two.

This gap in strength cannot be easily smoothed out by a secret explosive method.

An hour.

Two hours.

Time begins to pass.

Mrs. Jin's "blood coffin" began to show flaws, and her recovery became slower and slower.

Mrs. Jin, who was hiding in the coffin, also had several shocking wounds on her body.

One of the wounds was particularly serious, running from Mrs. Jin's brow to her left shoulder, almost tearing her physical body apart.

"There's still half a day left."

Mrs. Jin estimated the time and gritted her teeth and persisted.

Duan Changjing and Zhang Nanqiu, who had seen the injury, also slowed down their attack speed to prevent Madam Jin from counterattacking before her death. After all, it was still unknown how many backhands hidden by the Red Dragon Ancestor were in their hands.

Now Duan Changjing has given up on devouring Mrs. Jin's cultivation and improving her realm.

After all, Mrs. Jin, who had been cultivating for most of the day, was nothing more than useless to him.

His current goal is to defeat his enemy.

"Mrs. Jin, hand over the Heavenly Ghost Seed."

"Zhang can ask Master to spare your daughter's life. Just erase her memory."

Zhang Nanqiu did not forget the purpose of his trip. While attacking, he pressed Mrs. Jin about the whereabouts of the "Heavenly Ghost Seed" hidden in Wanyinmen.

Mrs. Jin is also determined to delay time.

Therefore, he negotiated terms with Zhang Nanqiu in an ambiguous manner.

But Zhang Nanqiu is not stupid either.

After seeing that the battle had been going on for nearly a day, and that there was only half a day left before Wei Tu and Wang Sutai could refine the golden ghost sedan... He no longer held back, and as soon as his eyes touched Duan Changjing, he stepped up his efforts again. Offensive, ready to capture and kill Mrs. Jin.

Boom! Boom!

Various secret techniques and magic weapons collide again.

At this moment, Mrs. Jin could no longer hold on. She coughed out a mouthful of blood, was shaken out of the "blood coffin", and fell to the ground.

"Opportunity!" Seeing this, Zhang Nanqiu's eyes lit up, and he secretly raised a soul-binding talisman, preparing to capture Mrs. Jin's soul and question her in the future.

But at this moment, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in the air, grabbed Mrs. Jin's waist before him, and escaped into the formation of the underground palace.

"Taoist Fu?"

However, Zhang Nanqiu and Duan Changjing, who saw this scene, looked at each other and were not surprised but happy.

At this moment, Taoist Fu suddenly flew out to rescue Mrs. Jin. Doesn't it mean that he has given up and worked with Wang Sutai to refine the golden ghost sedan?

"I didn't expect that this Fu Taoist, a demon cultivator, could be so benevolent and righteous..."

Seeing this, Zhang Nanqiu laughed sarcastically.

With Mrs. Jin sacrificing her life to stop them, he and Duan Changjing had a lot of time to stop Wei Tu and Wang Sutai from refining the gold ghost sedan to escape with their lives.

But now, in order to rescue Mrs. Jin, Wei Tu voluntarily gave up the refining gold ghost sedan... Undoubtedly, they clearly saw the hope of leaving Mrs. Jin, mother and daughter.

"Indecision is the heart of a woman."

"Zhu Tianqi's ability to select disciples is not very good." Duan Changjing agreed with a joking look on his face.

One family is happy and the other is worried.

After being rescued by Wei Tu and brought to the underground palace, Mrs. Jin also looked helpless, with a look of hatred that iron could not turn into steel.

She can still settle this account.

According to the plan, she died alone, leaving Wang Sutai alive.

Now, if nothing else.

Both mother and daughter will be buried here.

However, considering that Wei Tu also had good intentions, Mrs. Jin couldn't help but curse out loud.

"No, inside the golden ghost sedan..."

But soon, Mrs. Jin discovered the clues. Inside the Golden Ghost Sedan, she saw a mediocre-looking "stranger" who was putting his palms behind Wang Sutai to transfer mana to help Wang Sutai refine the Golden Ghost Sedan.

"When did this person appear in the underground palace?"

Mrs. Jin frowned, confused.

She raised her head and took a serious look at Wei Tu, who was holding her in her arms. She suddenly realized that the aura of "Taoist Fu" at this moment was a little different from the one she first saw.

There was something approaching the stranger in the golden ghost sedan.

"The art of clone?"

Mrs. Jin was suspicious.

She wanted to ask Wei Tu the reason for this unexpected situation, but she was worried that the matter would involve Wei Tu's secrets, so she opened her mouth and swallowed the words again.

——Compared to the righteous monks, the foundation of demonic cultivation is not allowed to be probed by outsiders.

"It's Happy Nuo Noodles."

At this time, Wei Tu seemed to see what Mrs. Jin was thinking. After thinking for a moment, he explained.

It was this joyful meeting that gave him the opportunity to go to war in advance and rescue Mrs. Jin.

…

One day ago.

Underground palace, inside the golden ghost sedan.

After seeing Mrs. Jin temporarily resisting the joint battle between Duan Changjing and Duan Changjing, Wei Tu was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, if Mrs. Jin is unfavorable in the battle, then he will have to make corresponding choices.

He didn't want to do this unless he had to.

"This double cultivation will not only allow Wang Sutai to refine the Golden Ghost Sedan, but it will also allow my cultivation to improve a lot."

Wei Tu closed his eyes and looked inside his dantian, where he saw the cyan Yuanying that was nourished by Wang Sutai Yuanyin and became much stronger.

Similar to Fu Linglong's dual cultivation.

Wang Sutai is also a spiritual soul, and the Yuanyin in his body is also of great benefit to him.

However, because he has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul at this moment, his improvement in cultivation is not as significant as when he practiced dual cultivation with Fu Linglong.

But in terms of "quantity", they are almost the same.

And this is another reason why Wei Tu did not resist and married Wang Sutai.

"With one or two Jingcuidan, or seven or eight spiritual crystals, we can try to break through again."

Wei Tu circulated his skills and thought to himself.

"besides……"

Wei Tu narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a thought, he took out the severed arm that was severed by Duan Changjing in Wanyin Gate.

Originally, when he was recovering from his injuries, he never thought of using the source of the first spirit bone to regenerate an arm. After all, just restoring the broken wound consumes much less source than regenerating an arm.

But he didn't expect that Duan Changjing's knife actually left an indelible aura of death on his wound.

Only then was he forced to give up this idea, and instead used his original source again to regenerate his arm.

However, at this moment, this misfortune has become a kind of luck.

——It took about two days for him and Wang Sutai to refine the golden ghost sedan.

These two days are essential.

But... apart from the "fusion of spirit and flesh" at the beginning and the middle stage, in the later stage, he was the only one left to lend his dual cultivation skills and input mana to Wang Sutai to help him refine the golden ghost sedan.

During this period, he does not need to make any complicated movements, just simply touch his palms together.

In other words, he can use certain means to save this step, and then leave to support Mrs. Jin in time.

It would be difficult for other monks, even those practicing both Dharma and Body, to achieve this step.

But he is different. In his hand, he has the "Happy Nuo Noodle" that was taken from the Taoist of Six Desires.

This happy Nuo noodle can be used to borrow the monk's energy, pretend to be a monk, and practice double cultivation with others.

It just so happened that his "broken arm" could help him complete this last step.

Thinking of this, Wei Tu didn't hesitate. He was doing two things at once. While practicing double cultivation with Wang Sutai, he kneaded the formula with one hand and injected several magic formulas into his broken arm.

Not long after, his severed arm began to twist, like a tree root, growing bloody vines.

Then, these bloody vines gathered together and turned into a "person" exactly like him.

——The "physical regeneration" of the fourth level of body refining is the same as the "Nascent Soul Out of Body" of the Nascent Soul Realm. It is the basic magical power of the fourth level of body refining.

Of course, this is only limited to Wei Tu's own body. He does not have this ability for other monks' bodies.

to this scene.

Although Wang Sutai was aware of it, she didn't ask any more questions and watched everything patiently.

Until half a day later.

The physical and spiritual integration of both parties is complete.

After Wei Tu got dressed and stood up, Wang Sutai understood what the "fake body" Wei Tu had previously created actually had.

"Husband, don't worry, I will successfully refine the golden ghost sedan as soon as possible."

Wang Su's surface shows a perseverance.

After speaking, she raised her hand, and the black robe on the soft couch flew up and was put on again by her.

Then, she touched Wei Tu's unconscious "fake body" with her palms, absorbed Wei Tu's mana from it, and began to refine the golden ghost sedan with the power of dual cultivation.