Evil door?
Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and squinted. She asked huofei on her side: "Xiaofei, can you feel the breath of the power that has just rebounded my spiritual power?"
"Well, yes."
Huofei nodded, "the feeling is similar to the smell of swallowing the border."
Duanmu Ya looked and listened. She thought in her side eyes and said, "I doubt that there is a boundary inside the coffin. When my strength just went in, I can clearly feel the resistance of a strong force."
Huofei understood.
He said: "sister, don't act rashly. I think the breath I can feel has a great influence on you humans, just as you were swallowed and hurt by the border, but you can't take medicine."
"Yes, I think so, too."
Duanmu yawang nodded in agreement. However, this feeling of being restricted made her very dislike it. Mu Qingchen and they were waiting for her to save. If this force could limit her casually, how could she save them?
Her heart sank at the thought.
"Sanskrit Sutra."
Duanmu yawang shook his head and threw the messy worries out of his mind. To the Sanskrit Sutra who was still fighting with the man in black, he said, "this coffin is evil for me. Come and help me open it and I'll protect you."
These people in black have good accomplishments, but they are not good enough compared with the Sanskrit scriptures. They can't use big moves directly. This casual beating makes him very unhappy.
There was even a sense of powerlessness in chopping ants with a big knife. He was going crazy. Duanmu yawang's words undoubtedly saved him. He nodded immediately without saying a word.
Duanmu yawang changed his position with him.
However, the Sanskrit sutra was a little confused: "Xiaoya Wang, you let me open the coffin?"
"Yes."
Duanmu yawang responded without looking back while fighting. "I can't deal with this coffin for the time being. It seems that there is a boundary in it. As for whether it devours the boundary, I'm stunned. You don't have to open the coffin forcibly immediately, and let you deal with the move of devouring the boundary before Gong Yulan stops. Try the boundary situation, and then make plans for how to open the coffin."
"OK."
The Vatican Sutra understood the meaning of Duanmu yawang, and immediately used the purification spirit spell, and a aura shot directly from the palm to the coffin nearest to him.
Suddenly, the coffin was tightly wrapped by his aura.
"Hoo!"
After a while, the Brahma Sutra exhaled a breath and closed its hand, interrupting the Reiki detection.
"How about Grandpa Sanskrit?"
The little white deer walked from huofei to Sanskrit Sutra and asked with a corner of his sleeve.
"There is indeed a boundary inside," sighed the Sanskrit Sutra. "Moreover, the boundary is very strange. You can feel that it is still very complex in the strong. I'm afraid it's not easy to break it."
Duanmu yawang, who was in the fight, heard the words of the Sanskrit Sutra and sneered: "it seems that these coffins are very important. Otherwise, why should a coffin be so strong?"
Several others agree.
It seems that the boundaries in these coffins can't be broken, they will be broken!
The Brahma Sutra thought so. As soon as his eyes narrowed, his crutches suddenly clung to the ground. Then he grabbed the crutches with both hands and recited a few words silently. Then, a powerful force poured out from the top of the crutches and fell straight on the coffin!
Originally, the coffin was still motionless. After a while, the coffin began to shake gently.
Finally, the shaking stopped, the Vatican Sutra turned white, the aura on the crutch stopped, and the whole person suddenly stepped back two steps!
"Sanskrit!"
Seeing that the people next to them had almost solved the problem, duanmuya saw the situation on the side of the Sanskrit Sutra, hurried back and held the Sanskrit Sutra with one hand: "are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
The Vatican Sutra breathed a sigh. When his old eyes stared at the coffin, a dark light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, "Xiaoya Wang, there is more than one layer of boundary in the coffin. The first layer is similar to swallowing the boundary. I untied it, but the power of the boundary below rebounded my spiritual power."
In other words, the spirit of purification can't help the boundary.
"Can you untie the layer of boundary below?"
"I don't know for the time being."
The Sutra says, "I'll try another way."
After that, the Vatican Sutra used crutches again. This time, the aura released in the strange was not snow-white, but fire red. However, his aura dared to touch the coffin and gave a bang!
The Sanskrit sutra was hit again and again and retreated several steps!
"Xiaoyawang, I can't do this barrier." the Sanskrit Sutra covered his chest and gasped his airway: "this barrier is like swallowing the barrier. I don't know what it is. However, I'm sure it is very different from the ones I learned from the Sanskrit Sutra. Its composition is very strange."
"I see."
Duanmu yawang patted the Sutra on the shoulder, "there's no need to force. Let's wait until Gong Yulan comes back to see if he can do anything."
"OK."
The coffin was left for the time being, and a large group of people were still fighting in the hall. Duanmu yawang thought about it and joined the battle.
After fighting for a while, he happened to meet Chu Zichen. He seemed to have noticed Duanmu yawang long ago, so he was not surprised when he saw her and nodded to her.
Duanmuya saw that he didn't speak. She raised her eyebrows and didn't speak.
After a while, Chu Zichen asked faintly, "I didn't show a little surprise that you will appear here. Don't you feel strange?"
Duanmu Ya looked stunned. What did he mean by asking?
Isn't it because he just saw her that he wasn't surprised?
She didn't answer, Chu Zichen was not angry, her face was still indifferent, but she said something that made Duanmu yawang unable to touch her head: "in fact, I had a hunch that you would be here."
He had a hunch that she would be here?
Duanmu Ya looked at her eyelids and was about to open her mouth. Chu Zichen said, "have you seen Youning them?"
Duanmuya looked to hear that his words were affirmative sentences, not questions.
"Yes."
Duanmu Ya looked at Chu Zichen with narrowed eyes: "is it not by chance that they didn't come in?"
Chu Zichen didn't answer and continued to ask, "is Jialan OK?"
Chu Zichen was really thinking of his brothers and sisters. Duanmuya looked back at him: "Your Highness is fine."
Chu Zichen nodded, as if relieved, continued to fight and stopped talking.
Duanmu yawang still had questions in his heart. He was about to ask Chu Zichen. Suddenly there came a fire Fei voice: "sister, look at these coffins!"
Duanmu yawang heard a slight tension from huofei's voice. It was the first time she heard huofei's voice. She was busy looking back.
However, this look, but stunned.
I saw that those heavy and huge sarcophagus were becoming transparent little by little, and soon almost disappeared!