Chapter 177: Tenbu in the casket

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read2();　　 This golden eyeball, which was crushed in the hands of the master of the Shenji Pavilion Yuge Pavilion, has been poured day and night by the Soul Race for countless years. It is impossible to estimate how much spiritual power there is, but it is definitely Massive and endless.
Under the avenue, the power of various elements is very easy to understand. For example, the lichen colored lotus swallowed by the fat Qiu Hengji has realized the seven elements of the world during the long growth life. Most of the nine heavens are also related to the major basic components of the world, but the spiritual power is a mysterious and mysterious existence for the human race.
　　 Human race, the cultivation of Taoism first cultivates the mind, and the soul transforms the Taoism from the heart, while the other race cultivates the seed of faith and uses the flame of faith as a weapon, then the so-called soul race cultivates spiritual power and completely abandons the body.
It is said that when the soul race was born, except for the vertical eyes on the forehead, the rest is no different from the ordinary human race, but as the cultivation base increases, the physical body will become more and more empty, and finally, like the pavilion master Yu, it will directly become one Tuan Xuying, completely abandoning the physical body, as long as the spirit is not extinguished, it will not die.
　　 The world is so cruel that natural selection is the most cruel thing. Therefore, each race has evolved a unique ability to survive, which should not be underestimated.
Mental power is generally invisible and colorless, but at this time, the golden mist slowly sinking toward the mountain and sea map is the essence of spiritual power. The golden mist is composed of countless tiny particles, and there are hundreds of millions of thoughts in each tiny particle. Howling is enough to drive a person mad.
Under the gaze of several people, the golden mist finally gently surrounded the entire scroll of the sky, and then gradually penetrated into it. A hint of joy flashed in the vertical eyes of the master of Shenji Pavilion Yu Pavilion, and once the substantive spiritual power was contaminated , It will become the most difficult poison in the world to remove. If the bone gangrene is attached, it will continue to erode.
　　 He only felt that the sharp blade on his head dissipated, and he could not speak comfortably ascending from his soul, almost wanting to roar, but there was a roar that sounded earlier than him, with strong anger.
　　 People in the world often take anger as a roar, but at the moment Li Chunfeng, who is a Sitian Supervisor, exploded, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into substance, burning out, and the roar sounded through the entire ninth floor.
　　 "Even if I, Li Chunfeng, are crushed and destroyed today, I must punish all of these ghosts and ghosts."
The right hand, which had been standing still, suddenly retracted, and the cracks in the space spread out like a group of snakes. The whole wide Sitian monk's robe swelled up, and his whole body began to release a strong aura. Dan Yuanzi directly retreated.
At the same time, he lifted his hands, swallowed the blood that had been sprayed to his mouth, and waved forward fiercely. The ninth floor of Sitian Pagoda immediately began to spin around, turning himself and the space including Yuge Pavilion Master and Dan Yuanzi. All of them were included. In the next second, the surrounding scenery of the three suddenly changed and they appeared directly in the other hall.
　　 Supernatural powers. Move the universe.
This hall is still very empty. There is also only one thing in the whole hall, a giant bronze coffin, and a beam of white light shining down from above. The white light is like sunlight, and it can even illuminate some small dust floating in the air. It looks very warm from a distance, but in fact it is not. It is the coldest light in the world.
　　 The mountain and sea chart has been closed, where does this white light come from?
Li Chunfeng, who used his magical powers to shift his origins, was almost unable to stand still, turned his head and saw the light shining down from above, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes, and then he sat on the floor as if thinking of something, and laughed. , Laughing and coughing, looked a little embarrassed.
　　 "Why are you smiling? Could it be that the first artifact of the human race, the mountain and sea map, is destroyed, and the consciousness is blurred?"
　　 Two black phantoms were floating in front of Li Chunfeng, and the vertical eyes on his forehead were long and purple, and the sound was as harsh as friction as before.
　　The Lord of the Shenji Pavilion Yuge slowly floated forward, looking down at Li Chunfeng who was not far from the giant coffin below, and said lightly:
"If you can take even two breaths in the morning, break free, and then use all the space to use the magical powers, you may still have a chance to prevent the mountains and seas from being polluted, but now, let alone you laugh, even if you cry it is too late."
　　 Li Chunfeng’s laughter stopped, and he slowly shook his head, looking at the two dark shadows in front of him, especially Dan Yuanzi, who was blurry, purple-eyed, with pity in his eyes, and responded:
"I don’t think the mountains and seas can be contaminated by you so easily, so I’m not worried. I’m just angry. Si Tian Jian has been in my hands for so many years, including the siege of foreign races 15 years ago. , But today, people are directly approaching the mountain and sea map, it is my negligence, so even if it is the same, I will kill you, etc. This is my honor as a member of Daxia.
　　In Daxia, you can neglect your duty or even fail, but you must have a heart to make up and change. Know your shame and then be brave, is Daxia glory!
　　 "You have run out of oil, but how much combat power do you have?"
The master of Shenji Pavilion Yuge raised his right hand toward the front, the purple eyes on his forehead were shining brightly, and waves appeared silently in the void in front of him, flashed away, and headed towards Li Chunfeng. In my eyes, these fluctuations are extremely conspicuous, and the purple psychic power lingers on the bones and claws that are shrouded on all sides.
　　 Because the eighth floor is also filled with a large number of investigating guards and sentry guards by Huang Ting, the soul race has almost nowhere to hide.
　　 Under the bone claws, Li Chunfeng's complexion was unchanged for a moment, and his faint voice still sounded.
"His Majesty Taizu is the most mysterious and unpredictable person I have ever seen. Even if more than 40 years have passed, no one knows what he left behind, but this is the city of Shenjing, the heart of Daxia, so no matter what you wait for How high the cultivation base is, or hide it like a mouse. If it shows the edge like it is now, then it is destined to be a dead word, there is no doubt about it.
"You are also very lucky. The world has heard of the prestige of the Four Armies invincible, but few people know that the real Heavenly Martial Army has not been shot for more than ten years, and today you will be fortunate to see him again. After the meeting, my head fell off."
After he finished speaking, the figure of Li Chunfeng, who had fallen to the ground, disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already beside the bronze giant coffin. He stretched out his right palm and slapped the latter severely. The giant coffin was shot directly from the beam, and Li Chunfeng His entire right hand had been frozen by blue ice crystals, but he didn't care, his figure reappeared beside the giant coffin, and with his left hand that was intact, he forcefully opened the lid of the bronze coffin!
　　 Green, the ultimate green, is not the kind of green that symbolizes life, but the dark green that is almost black, which represents death.
　　 trembling, starting from the bronze coffin, the entire hall, the entire Sitian Pagoda began to tremble.
　　 Amidst the green light, a figure gently sat up from the coffin. In the entire capital city, all monks with Taoist spirits were sword-like monks, all of them felt their hearts, their souls neighed, and their hearts were in awe.
In the void not far from Zhao Yu at 　　圜圜圜台, Grand Master Huang Ting, holding the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, instantly blurred his eyes with tears.