Chapter 1244

Every primitive creature is special, and they have different talents.

Some magical powers aim at the soul, some at the body, some at what they say and what they do, and some can incarnate in thousands of ways

But Qingxuan's natural power is very strange.

Up to now, few people know what his magic power is.

Now, it's a pleasure to see him.

But although he saw it, he still couldn't guess what it was.

That strange body is the most powerful, is innumerable essence and blood accumulation, great potential in the future.

And now, this body has become the focus of the three parties.

For the existence in the black coffin, this body is his, so he is determined to get it.

As for Qingxuan, this is his strength to dominate Hongmeng in the future.

Ye Zichuan's goal is the simplest, and neither of them can get it.

Qingxuan and he have turned against each other, and the creatures in the black coffin have been burned by him. Now it's just a temporary alliance.

Without invincible body, Qingxuan's strength is not as strong as before. Ye Zichuan is sure of him.

But because of the need to guard against the coffin bearer, ye Zichuan didn't take Qingxuan down for a while.

The scuffle between the three broke out, and the middle body became the focus of the snatch.

A sharp whistling sound of evil spirits howls, pierces the eardrum, and makes people's souls feel like needles. It seems that there are countless electric currents running through them.

The hands in the black coffin are dancing, and the rolling black fog pours out from inside. With the endless breath of yin and cold, people's bodies are almost stiff.

Ye Zichuan's yuan Shen, this is a slight shock and then settled down, and then he raised his fist to kill.

Bang! Bang!

His body collided with the man carrying the coffin, as fierce as a dragon and leopard, and as fast as lightning. In a few breaths, he collided hundreds of times.

Ye Zichuan stepped back and felt numb in his arms. He was shocked.

The huge figure of the man carrying the coffin was also beaten by him and kept retreating.

Qingxuan took this opportunity to fly directly to the body.

While ye Zichuan and the man carrying the coffin acted together and hit the other side at the same time.

"Asshole!" The green Xuan sends out unwilling roar and roar.

Now it's completely crazy. It's forced to go crazy, and the whole person becomes abnormal.

However, I believe that any person, looking at the fat in his mouth, would be crazy.

Ye Zichuan really fight to crazy, promoted to the prefecture level after the strength, at this time also broke out without reservation.

His God sea is boiling, Yuan Shen is shining, the whole person is like the God of war, the whole body is shrouded in the light, and the spirit is matchless.

Boom!

After more than half an hour of scuffle, with a thunderous roar, the whole strangely shaped island exploded directly.

The island, like a coffin, finally collapsed.

The three figures flew out of the rubble and collided again.

The coffin bearers are roaring, and the ghost howling in the black coffin is even more shrill. This was the place where they used to sleep all the year round, but now it is destroyed.

There were tears and blood in the eyes of the man who carried the coffin, and the whole person had a kind of sad and pathetic atmosphere.

"Home... Home..."

He spoke again, just like the last time.

It is clear that there is no mind, no soul wave, just like a walking corpse, but now he opens his mouth and seems to have his own consciousness.

It's something he made himself, and now it's destroyed.

The man who carried the coffin went crazy, and the breath was terrible.

And this piece of broken universe seems to be revived at this time. Countless debris are shaking and chattering, giving off a grand and incomparable breath.

"What's the matter?"

"What happened?"

In the distance, the primitive creatures searching all over the universe at the moment felt something was wrong.

The universe is broken. You are dead.

But now, it's like a flash back, there's another wave of terror.

Countless fragmented celestial bodies and exploding continents are buzzing at the moment, bursting with powerful energy, and countless scattered forces of rules are also burning.

In a trance, the universe seems to be alive, and the coffin bearer becomes the only one in the universe.

Countless celestial bodies are rotating around him, rumbling through the void, shaking the ages.

Ye Zichuan looked at this scene with some surprise.

He thought that the creatures in the black coffin were unfathomable and might be the master of the broken universe in the end.

But now it doesn't look like this. The man carrying the coffin is the master of the universe!

What's going on?

This is the God of creation, and he is a strong man who has reached the prefecture level. There are few in the whole Hongmeng.

It's not true that such a strong man is carrying a coffin for others.

What's the identity of the one in the black coffin? He would let a prefecture level creator be the guardian.

In the black coffin, the shrill voice sounded again, this time with a kind of sadness, a kind of sadness, people's mood was affected.

"No... don't..."

The voice from the black coffin was very clear and ethereal this time.

Ye Zichuan widened his eyes and felt that he had a hallucination.

It's like a woman's voice?

"Stop..."

The voice rang out again, with a kind of begging and crying, to stop the action of the coffin bearer.

But the coffin bearer has completely broken out, countless debris and celestial debris are breaking out, in the recovery, he only has the last trace of obsession, that is to guard the black coffin.

When the black coffin is reborn, that is, when he dies.

This is the meaning of his existence, no regrets.

Ye Zichuan seems to have understood and figured out something.

"You go and merge the flesh, he'll give it to me."

With this sentence, ye Zichuan walked to Qingxuan step by step.

"You are the one who died!" Qingxuan roared, swung Xuanguang's chopping spirit sword and cut it.

Ye Zichuan's whole body is glowing. His God sea has now become a raging sea. The waves are surging, and there are countless thick lightning bursts in the sky of God sea, just like a dragon dancing wildly.

And his Yuanshen is a piece of gold, Yuanshen villain like a God sitting in the Shenque, overlooking the sky.

Looking at the falling sword, ye Zichuan's face remained unchanged.

He raised his hand to meet him.

"I don't know how to live or die!"

Qingxuan looks ferocious and seems to have seen the scene of Ye Zichuan's arm being cut off.

When!

The next moment, a clear voice rang up.

In Ye Zichuan's hand, a gorgeous white light burst out, accompanied by countless petals blooming, a white lotus appeared in his palm, blocking the sword.