Chapter 2211

"Is there no treasure left?"

Ten minutes later, Xia Ping sensed the entire treasure house of the inner hall, but found that all the treasures in this place were searched by him, and there was no treasure left.

Just when he was about to take the opportunity to escape, suddenly his heart moved, and the Golden Crow Eyes of Hell seemed to have a weak perception: "Well, no, there is still a mysterious space in this place."

He instinctively sensed a burst of space distortion in front of him, filled with strong space energy, as if time and space were folded together.

"What is this place?"

Xia Ping squinted his eyes, and he walked towards the depths of the inner hall of the treasure house, and suddenly found a void and independent space in front of him, which is also the core of the treasure house.

Even this space is densely packed with prohibition formations, one after another of the prohibition chains seals this space, airtight, as if facing a big enemy.

You know, the treasure house of the inner hall is guarded by the ancient sages, but this mysterious space is still so tightly guarded, one can imagine the importance of it, even the ancient sages attach great importance to this place.

"Golden Crow's Eye from Hell."

Thinking of this, Xia Ping didn't hesitate, moved his eyes, and immediately penetrated the restrictions of this dimensional space, and saw the things in this space all at once.

What suddenly appeared in front of his eyes was a boundless void, dark, cold, and gloomy, as if it was a void space, nothing existed, filled with the breath of death.

And it's not that there is nothing in this dark void, but a huge black coffin is suspended.

I saw dense and distorted blood-colored runes floating on the black coffin, as if the supreme scriptures were engraved in the depths of the coffin, and one after another thick chains of order locked the entire coffin, airtight and extremely tight.

It seems that these things suppress the most terrifying things in this world, just like Pandora's box, once released, it will be earth-shattering, the end of the world is coming, and the horror is boundless.

"What is this?"

With a move in Xia Ping's heart, his consciousness penetrated, trying to perceive the specific situation of the black coffin, but before his consciousness could get any closer, a deep, terrifying and cold aura immediately permeated from the depths of the coffin, which was like Like a ghost, he devoured his consciousness in an instant.

What? !

Immediately, Xia Ping was shocked, and felt that he seemed to be entangled by hell ghosts, and bit off a piece of flesh and blood from him all at once.

Even a mysterious and deep force came through the sky, eroded the void, and penetrated layers of space. Even the endless time and space could not block it, and it penetrated into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

"Curse, curse, curse..."

In the blink of an eye, there were bursts of terrifying sounds from the depths of Xia Ping's soul, oscillating back and forth, as if the terrifying creatures from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell were offering sacrifices and curses to him.

This power is darker than Jiuyou, more terrifying than hell, more vicious than a sea of ​​blood, and deeper than a black hole. It seems to come from the most essential power of darkness, eroding everything.

Rumble~~

One after another, the power of the curse permeated Xia Ping's limbs and bones, as if he had a sense of life, and turned into dark worms, drilling into every cell in his body, wrapped in powerful resentment, resentment, and the power of darkness. covered his whole body.

Indistinctly, his body gave off a stench, as if the five decays of heaven and man, even the immortal body could not resist, countless cells were aging and dying so quickly, being devoured with endless vitality.

"court death!"

Xia Ping's eyes revealed a gleam of coldness. He felt the horror of the power of the curse. This is no longer as simple as supernatural powers and spells. It is almost like the laws of the universe. Ordinary immortal saints can't resist it at all. Once touched, they will definitely die. The five decays and death of heaven and man, even the soul will be cursed and completely decayed.

It's a pity that he is not an ordinary immortal saint.

"Hell Golden Crow Fire, burn!"

Thinking of this, Xia Ping activated the Hell Golden Crow bloodline in his body, and the power of the huge bloodline began to burn, and his whole body turned into a scorching fireball, just like the eternal sun.

An ancient, dark, great, chaotic, noble, and unfathomable aura surged out of his body, as if he was a terrifying god born from chaos.

This is the flame from the deepest part of hell, which symbolizes death, life, six realms and reincarnation. Everything is burned, and it will not be extinguished for hundreds of millions of years, and everything will be destroyed.

clatter~~

In an instant, such flames burned every corner of Xia Ping's body, and the cursed breath that was trying to erode the cells in his body suddenly made a hissing sound.

The power of these curses retreated quickly as if they had met their nemesis, like a tide. In the depths of the void, there seemed to be waves of miserable roars of devils, begging for mercy, howling, and screaming.

But no matter what, these cursed breaths were immediately burned to ashes, turned into wisps of black smoke, and disappeared into this universe.

bang bang bang! ! !

After such stimulation and the oppression between life and death, Xia Ping felt that the Hell Golden Crow cells in his body were also crazily awakening, 10 million, 20 million, 30 million, 50 million, and finally full Awakened 100 million Hell Golden Crow cells.

He felt that the mana and strength in his body had increased a bit.

"System, what is this?"

Xia Ping asked, his eyes showed a hint of shock, because after he was promoted to Immortal Realm, there were fewer and fewer things that could threaten his life, almost immortality.

But just now, I just touched it a little bit, and I didn't get close at all, but I was killed by a cursed breath emanating from the black coffin.

If he didn't have the blood of the Golden Crow from Hell, he would have been cursed to death and fell into the endless abyss long ago.

Such a terrifying thing was actually suppressed in the deepest part of the phantom clan's treasure house, guarded by a dozen powerful saints, one can imagine how terrifying this thing is.

Perhaps an ancient saint was suppressed in this place, not because of other treasures in the inner temple treasury, but because of this black coffin.

He felt that this thing was absolutely extraordinary, extremely terrifying, and possessed the power to destroy the world.

"This is an innate magic weapon called the Cursed Black Coffin."

The system replied: "It contains the most evil and dark power in the universe, with endless resentment and malice, it is the most evil item, and it can be called the root of all evil.

Once the black coffin is opened, endless curse power will flow out, erode the universe, and plunge countless star fields into a land of death. It will never dissipate and cannot be purified. It is more terrifying than the invasion of the abyss. "