Chapter 262

Chen Chuhua could understand what Chen Luoyang meant.

She sighed: "I'm afraid I still have to rely on you to do it. After thinking about it these days, I have gained very little."

As she spoke, her face gradually turned pale, and a black mist like an abyss emerged around her body.

Chen Luoyang nodded: "You may feel a little uncomfortable, bear with it."

After all, he didn't talk too much nonsense, he directly raised a palm and poked into the black mist.

The dense black mist could not stop Chen Luoyang's palm.

Pushing aside the mist, a black coffin appeared in the center of the black mist.

Chen Luoyang's palm stretched directly towards the coffin.

The closer you get, the more difficult it is.

Just like Su Ye's classmate Hong Qing just now.

And as Chen Luoyang's palm approached the black coffin, Chen Chuhua's face became paler and paler. In the end, it was almost completely bloodless, as pale as paper.

Chen Luoyang's palm continued to move forward without moving, and finally broke through the invisible barrier, pressing his palm on the black coffin.

His eyes were slightly in a trance, and his mind was agitated.

Everything in front of me seemed to have completely changed.

It's like falling into another space-time.

When Yan Mingkong and those two met me and were swept away by my "left eye", I guess that's how I feel now?

I feel the same way as them... Chen Luoyang did not lose his composure, but laughed at himself instead.

He controls the mysterious black pot in his mind.

However, instead of letting the black pot rescue him, but trying to keep the black pot from moving.

On the one hand, the black pot is not exposed, on the other hand, it is to find out as much as possible.

As for safety considerations, he tried to touch the talisman that looked like a jade ring in the black pot.

This talisman has not been used by him right now, and he resists him, even showing an attacking posture.

But at this moment, it happened to be used by Chen Luoyang to help him.

Under the influence of the power of reincarnation, Chen Luoyang's mind was cleared by fighting against the black coffin.

However, the opponent was also really strong, and Fu Zhao was shaken in the black pot.

But Chen Luoyang failed to push the black coffin away.

This made Chen Luoyang look at him with admiration.

In particular, he had a vague feeling.

That black coffin seemed to be empty...

In the black coffin, there seemed to be a huge suction force coming out, and the scripture seemed to want to suck the talisman out of the black pot and swallow it into his side.

Chen Luoyang was neither arrogant nor impetuous, but instead controlled the black pot not to make any big moves.

He only communicated with the Fu Zhao by himself, and then fought against the suction of the black coffin, wanting to see how capable the other party was.

With the backing of the black pot, it doesn't matter if you lose this kind of confrontation.

In this see-saw process, it was enough for him to see many things clearly.

However, Chen Luoyang noticed that on the other hand, Chen Chuhua himself seemed to be unable to hold on anymore.

... His face, at this moment, is like a corpse, completely bloodless, and even bursts of gray.

Seeing this, Chen Luoyang let go of our hands on the black coffin.

The black coffin's suction on the Fu Zhao suddenly weakened, and the Fu Zhao settled down again in the black pot.

As Chen Luoyang withdrew his hand, Chen Chuhua's burden also decreased.

However, it's just that the situation is not getting worse.

After the black mist disappeared together with the mysterious coffin, it took a long time for Chen Chuhua to breathe slowly, and the ashen color on his face faded.

However, her face was still as white as paper, with no rosy complexion.

Chen Luoyang asked: "Just now, how do you feel specifically, is there anything unusual?"

"There is no pain, no hallucinations, it's just that the spirit is getting more and more lax, and the consciousness is getting more and more blurred." Although Chen Chuhua's face was not good, his tone was calm and calm: "However, at the last moment, I seemed to see the lid of the coffin opened."

Chen Luoyang didn't interrupt her, but just listened quietly.

In the pupils of the woman in black opposite, there was rarely a trance look.

Her voice sounded like she was dreaming: "There seems to be someone inside, but I can't see the person's appearance clearly..."

Chen Luoyang was silent when he heard the words.

It's the complete opposite of what he feels...

In his perception just now, it should be an empty coffin.

Not that he felt necessarily right.

Chen Chuhua, as the real party involved, might be more accurate than him, an outsider.

But the two people came up with diametrically opposite and diametrically opposed answers, which is a bit bizarre.

"What kind of person?" Chen Luoyang asked calmly.

Chen Chuhua shook his head: "I can't see clearly, and I can't even tell whether it's male or female, old or young."

Chen Luoyang said: "From the preliminary point of view, this black coffin is intended to passively protect you, but it is still harmful to you and very dangerous.

Moreover, it has suppressed your cultivation progress to a certain extent, otherwise you should have hope to break through to the thirteenth realm now. "

"It's a pity that I can't take it off, so I have to live with the situation." Chen Chuhua said: "In the current situation, I have broken through to the thirteenth level, and my combat effectiveness is limited. It is better to continue to study this black coffin, hoping to take the initiative to control it one day the power of."

Chen Luoyang said: "You can handle it yourself."

Chen Chuhua smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a measure."

She stood up pale, bid farewell to Chen Luoyang and left.

After turning around, the vest warmed up, and a burst of vitality flooded in, instantly recovering her almost dry vitality, and her face became rosy and normal again.

Chen Chuhua was startled for a moment, when Chen Luoyang said calmly behind him: "Chunshen Jumang, you should know."

"It's really miraculous." Chen Chuhua smiled, without turning his head, he continued to move forward and left the hall.

Chen Luoyang watched his back leave, then fell into deep thought.

He just tried again, using the black pot to inquire about the other party's information.

But this time, it was not Chen Chuhua himself who was investigated, but the black coffin.

The results are intriguing.

He is mentally prepared that he may not get an answer.

Although the blood-red nectar in the black pot is still sufficient, but the level of artistic conception expressed by the black coffin is extremely strong, and the blood-red nectar may not be enough.

However, when he asked about the news of the black pot, the result was not that there was not enough blood red nectar, but that the black pot did not respond and did not answer questions in this regard.

This is interesting...

Chen Luoyang sat alone in the hall, tapping the armrest of the seat lightly with his fingers.

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world of mortals.

A world that is wider and has a longer history than the vast land of Shenzhou.

The Southern Chu Dynasty has been established in the world of mortals for thousands of years, and has always been the top power in the world of mortals, with a vast territory.

In the territory of Southern Chu, there are many sects and aristocratic families, but they basically act on the orders of Southern Chu.

However, there are exceptions to this.

The one who bears the brunt is the Xiantian Palace, one of the most famous holy places in the world.

This is a giant that can be compared with Nanchu.

It's just that among the top holy places in the world of mortals, the Xiantian Palace has always been very low-key, so most of the time, it gets along with the Southern Chu Dynasty in harmony.

Sometimes, the two sides will help each other, watch and help each other, and jointly fight against other powerful enemies from outside.

But generally speaking, the Xiantian Palace seldom gets involved in foreign affairs, and they are more willing to stay in their own one-third of an acre of land.

But today, the tranquility here was broken.

A special envoy came to the Xiantian Palace from the imperial capital of Southern Chu.

The purpose is to borrow a treasure from Xiantian Palace.

"Third Highness, the Palace Master is retreating and cultivating, without his permission, we cannot make decisions." said the old man who entertained the guests.

The middle-aged man in front of him was dressed in bright robes, and his expression was calm: "Whether the Palace Master will leave the customs in the near future? It is indeed presumptuous to disturb this time, but the situation is urgent, so I have to do it."

The old man said: "The palace master is not closed to death, so it won't take too long, and he should be out of the customs, but the exact date, I am sorry that I can't give an accurate answer."

The Third Highness of the Southern Chu Dynasty said: "In that case, is it convenient for us to wait here for the palace lord to leave the customs?"

"No problem, this old man will instruct the subordinates to arrange a residence for His Highness the Third Highness." The old man replied.

"Thank you, Mr. Li," said the third prince of Nanchu.

After the old man left, the subordinate of the third prince said softly: "Your Highness, why don't you ask the people from the following sects to take action, they don't cultivate the brilliance spectrum like you, and according to the usual practice, they can come to the world of mortals at the fifteenth level The next world."

The third prince of Nanchu said lightly: "It's like telling them that Uncle King Jing and the fourth younger brother can't do anything against an opponent who is also in the fourteenth realm? It's not enough to make people laugh."

The subordinate immediately bowed his head: "It's a small slip of the tongue, please forgive me, Your Highness."

The third prince waved his hand casually, and the attendant quickly retreated.

He himself looked at the Xiantian Palace in front of him and said nothing.

The explanation just now is indeed a consideration, but it is not the most important.

If he was not mistaken, the fourth child went down to find a very important treasure, and lost his life in the end.

Arranging and tidying up his belongings, he seems to be chasing down the legendary broken pages of the heavenly book recently...

If that's true, it's a big deal.

For this matter, the less people know about it, the better. No way, I have to go down there myself.

It's a pity that the Supreme has set up barriers for the world of mortals, and it is difficult for him to come to the world called Shenzhou Haotu.

Now I only hope to get help from Xiantian Palace, I hope there is still time...

The third prince of Nanchu followed the old man to the guest room and stayed in the Xiantian Palace.

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There are many forces bordering on Southern Chu.

One of them is the head teacher of the Ancient God Sect in this world of mortals.

Now, the news from Shenzhou Haotu has gradually spread.

Inside the Ancient God Sect, they have a very complicated perception of their own branch in the vast land of Shenzhou.

That young man showed amazing potential and ability.

The return of the ancient divine religion of China to its source will also allow the head teacher of the ancient divine religion in the world of mortals to successfully control the next world of mortals.

One side completely belonged only to their ancient god religion's world, a perfect back garden.

But the other party also showed obvious unwillingness to be inferior to others, rebellious and ambitious.

This caused head teacher Hongchen to argue a lot.

Especially for the few high-level powerhouses who were expected to take over the position of leader, the disrespect from Shenzhou was only secondary, and Chen Luoyang's unwillingness to be inferior made them even more concerned.

In the Azure Dragon Hall of the head teacher, an old man told a young man, "Keep in mind the mission of your trip."