Chapter 840

In the whole abyss of gods and demons of life and death, dark clouds are surging and heaven and earth are changing color. Whether it is swamps, valleys or peaks, they are shaking at the moment, just like a big earthquake.

Especially in the deepest mountain, although there are various prohibitions, there is still an inexplicable breath flowing at the moment, and boulders are cracking.

In the middle of the sky, cracks emerge one after another. The cracks, like silk thread, quickly spread to the far space and intertwined in the middle of the sky. The whole world, at this moment, is like a complete collapse, as the end of the day completely comes to this region at this moment, which makes people desperate and speechless.

The final gathering point of these silk threads is where the ancient coffin is, full of uncertainty.

A moment later, this terrible breath was silent, the whole pit of life and death gods and Demons no longer vibrated, and everything was calm.

"I'm going to open the coffin, be careful." the little ship heard a divine thought, and it had to open the coffin anyway.

The three quickly lay on the ground, and the three Jidao holy soldiers were sacrificed at the same time, blocking the front. As long as there was any situation, they would definitely run away without hesitation.

Sensing all this, the small ship again scattered a white light, and then heard a loud bang. The white light directly pulled the lid of the coffin off and fell on the ground.

"Boom -"

An indescribable blood evil spirit rose into the sky. In an instant, the blood fog rolled up and annihilated the whole sky.

These blood fog and the blood fog that had been wrapped around the whole mountain blend with each other, making almost everything around invisible.

Ye Chong and others were stunned at the moment. At this moment, even if they sacrificed the Jidao holy soldiers, it was useless. In front of such terrible breath, their bodies couldn't move for a moment. They could only tremble uncontrollably and seemed to collapse at any time.

"Boom -"

Suddenly, among Lei Lin's Scepter on the hillside, purple thunder light suddenly rose into the sky, turned into a glow, and fixed the coffin with an outbreak of terror.

Vaguely, the breath of three heavenly emperors flowed to suppress the ancient coffins that kept jumping around.

A moment later, the killing machine sprayed from the coffin slowly converges like the tide. Otherwise, even if ye Chong and others have Jidao holy soldiers to protect their bodies, their flesh will crack in minutes.

"This is the breath of the emperor of heaven. It's just a moment, which makes people almost lose their form and spirit..." Zhong Li was weak. He consumed the most this time. At the moment, his body was almost cracked. He took out a bottle of pill and swallowed it quickly, so that his injury recovered slowly.

"Fortunately, there are three empresses left by the emperor of heaven, otherwise we will all be finished this time." Han Wushuang whispered, her small face pale and shook her head slightly.

Ye Chong's complexion is just a little ugly. After all, he has cast an immortal golden body. His flesh is incomparably strong. At the moment, he looks much better after spitting out a mouthful of congestion.

Not far away, the avenue is overwhelming at the moment.

In the middle of the sky, there is an ancient road map in the sky, on which there are star tracks flowing, just like the arrival of nine days. People are genuinely afraid and want to kneel on the ground.

"This is the way of Kirin emperor. He has realized the way of heaven. He is already the emperor of heaven!"

"This is the trail of the great road left by Emperor Qilin on his deathbed. It's hidden in his flesh shell. Although it's not the emperor's Sutra, it's absolutely extraordinary. If you can understand it, it will benefit a lot." Ye Chong whispered.

This time, the three did not hesitate. At the moment, they all sat directly on the ground, watched the road map in the air, and realized it seriously.

In any case, this road map at the moment represents the road of emperor Qilin's life. No matter whether they can find the emperor's fetus next, if they can observe this road map, it has made all the dangers of this trip worth it.

As for what was in the ancient coffin at the moment, they had no time to pay attention, because no one knew how long the picture would disappear.

"Too difficult!" a moment later, Zhong Li opened his eyes and looked ugly.

"Without introduction, I don't know where to start." Han Wushuang also whispered. Obviously, it's not so simple to understand this picture.

"Don't worry, listen to me." Ye Zhong whispered when he heard the speech and read out some of the Kirin method he had mastered.

At the same time, he thought about the Kirin method he had mastered and the map.

A moment later, ye Chong only felt shocked. Compared with the things contained in the Taoist diagram, the Kirin method he mastered can only be said to be superficial, which is a very small part of the Taoist diagram. However, having this small part is equivalent to having an introduction, so that people can intervene in the road map and feel the road of Kirin emperor.

"This Taoist diagram is too abstruse. It involves the Taoist and Dharma of emperor Qilin. It's extremely abstruse. I'm afraid it takes a lifetime to understand. The value of this thing will not be under the emperor's fetus." Ye Zhong understood it silently and understood it a little bit.

With the passage of time, the three were motionless. With Ye Chong's Kirin method as the guide, they all devoted themselves to it.

Even the small wheel suspended in mid air is feeling this road map. After all, this represents a Taoist Dharma of the emperor's life. It can be said that it is unusual. The opportunity is rare, and no one wants to miss it.

After a long time, they finally opened their eyes slowly and realized something. To tell the truth, it is absolutely impossible to understand the Taoism of a generation of Heavenly Emperor and one of the seven evils in ancient times in such a short time, but everyone must have their own harvest.

Ye Chong directly branded the whole Taoist chart into his own mind. Although he can't understand it at the moment, it's one of the best choices to compare it when he has time to practice in the future.

For a long time, the road map suspended in the sky finally disappeared slowly, and everything was calm, as if there was no strange scene just now.

Zhong Yi stood up with his teeth grinning, frowned and said, "this time, I'm in trouble. In this picture, I seem to feel a clue. Am I going to give up the method I practiced in the first half of my life and turn to this picture?"

"Don't be impulsive. Think carefully in the future. After all, Emperor Qilin himself is not a human. His Tao can be used for reference, but it may not be suitable for us to practice." Ye Zhong reminded him, so as not to miss the clock. After all, no one can say this kind of thing well. No one knows what will happen if you cultivate this Taoist chart.

"If you can understand a magic power, it's best, but if you can't do it, you can't force it." Han Wushuang whispered, which was a reminder.

Everyone nodded. Everyone's Tao and Dharma are different. Then the things perceived in this Tao map are also different, and the final choice of the road is also different. Everything really can't be forced.

"Emperor Qilin's life may not be weaker than that of the five heavenly emperors, but the era of ancient times and seven evils is too much for the medicine garden, and many legends have been forgotten by the world." the little wheel suddenly whispered, as if sighing. A moment later, it slowly fell on Ye Chong's shoulder and said with a little hesitation, "We've got this picture. Do we have to find out what's in the coffin?"

"It's all here." after thinking about it, ye whispered and made up his mind.

He slowly breathed out, then stepped forward and went towards the front. Soon, he came to the edge of the coffin.

From the perspective of Ye Chong, this huge and ancient coffin is like a bloody pond. There is extremely bright and dazzling brilliance flowing in it, as if it were fresh blood. In the blood, at the moment, there is a middle-aged man lying dead in it, slowly floating on the water and shaking slightly.

His flesh is not rotten. He holds a small tripod in his hand. There are peerless killing machines pouring out, which can almost freeze people's soul.

"Is this... The legendary Kirin emperor? Why does he look like a middle-aged man?" Zhong Li came over and whispered.

"This man should not be the Kirin emperor. His breath is obviously not the breath of the Heavenly Emperor." Ye Chong was surprised, but calmed down a moment later. After all, he is a figure who has a little connection with the three heavenly emperors. He is extremely familiar with the breath of the emperor. Now he feels carefully and knows that the corpse in front of him is definitely not the Kirin emperor.

"Look at his clothes, it should be a man tens of thousands of years ago, not the Kirin emperor." Han Wushuang came up with a small white face at the moment, and then opened his mouth with a little surprise.

"A man tens of thousands of years ago... Could it be that he was the legendary ancestor of the Ji family who cultivated the sixth god palace and dared to challenge the Yellow Emperor in the middle heaven?" Ye Chong thought of a possibility and suddenly took a breath and said.

"It's... There's a little possibility. This man's breath is just a holy emperor, but his physical combat power is infinitely close to a Heavenly Emperor. It's likely that he is the legendary ancestor of the Ji family." xiaolun whispered after a moment of silence.

"That tripod is probably the legendary thing of Ji family," it continued.

"Something from the legend of Ji family?" Ye Chong frowned. He had never heard of it.

"It is said that the Ji family was once known as the most immortal family in a certain era. Their ancestors used to lead the God iron of the fairy world to beat a tripod, which is known to protect all ages. If the legend is true, it should be this tripod!" the small wheel said, "by the way, this tripod is called Nanhuang Mibao, Tongtian tripod."

"What? The legendary Tongtian tripod! It's said that it's as big as an immortal?" this time, Zhong Li gasped.