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Chapter 711 The Real World

"How is that possible?"

Jin Wuhui looked at Ning Xiaochuan with some doubts and said, "The coffins burying the heavenly beings are all forged with special black iron, and there are array patterns engraved on the coffin. No matter how powerful your mind is, you will never be able to see the scene inside the coffin. How do you judge that the tomb is empty?"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "My martial arts heart palace is different from you. You can see things you can't see. The coffin of the man who returns to the night is indeed an empty coffin."

Jin Wuhui glanced at Jinling and said, "Sister, do you believe him?"

Jinling pressed his fingers on his temple, his pupils turned blue and his eyes turned golden, exerting the power of his divine eyes "blue-eyed golden eyes".

Her eyes contain divine blood.

The two pupils are divine eyes.

She put away her magical powers, her face changed drastically, and she said, "There is indeed no corpse in the coffin!"

"How could this happen?" Jin Wuhui could not believe Ning Xiaochuan's words, but he would definitely believe Jinling's words, saying: "Did someone sneak into the tomb of the Heavenly Man and steal Ye Guiren's corpse?"

Jinling's face kept changing, and he said, "It is possible that this is possible. After all, the power of the formation only protects the tomb of the ancestors of the Jin clan, and does not protect the tomb of the sinner. Even if someone comes here and steals the corpse of the man who returns home at night, it is very normal."

Ning Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "If the bones of the man who came back from Ye were stole, why not steal the bones of other celestial beings?"

Ning Xiaochuan walked forward two steps, came to the next to a black huge rock, pointed to the black huge rock below, and said, "Look, beside Ye Guiren's tomb is the tomb of a celestial master in the realm of "Shen Realm Heaven". The corpse of the God Heaven is also a priceless treasure, right? However, this tomb is still intact!"

Jinling showed a solemn expression and said, "What do you mean? Do you suspect that Ye Guiren crawled out of the grave and walked away by himself?"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "It's not impossible."

Jin Wuhun was frightened very much. It would be quite terrible if a demon of the Nine Heavens Venerable level did not really die and escaped from the grave.

A thousand years ago, the man who returned home at night was buried in the tomb. If he had not died, where did he go in the past thousand years?

Why have you never heard of him?

"I will report to the tombkeepers of the Jin clan immediately!" Jin Wuhun understood the seriousness of the situation and immediately flew towards the holy mountain.

In addition to the old man in gray robe who guarded the tombs of the Heavenly Man, and the ancestral tombs of the three ancient tribes, there were also strong men from the clan who stayed to guard the tombs for his ancestors. However, they were all stayed in the formation set up by the real person, standing outside the holy mountain, and could not see them at all.

The tombkeeper of the Jin clan is a guilty old man who has always lived on the holy mountain to guard the tombs of his ancestors to atone for his sins.

Not long after Jin Wuhun left, a strong wind of cold blew from a distance.

The cold air in the wind condensed into the shape of a knife. Thousands of sword shadows, accompanied by the cold wind, rushed towards Ning Xiaochuan and others.

The sound of the wind is like a fierce ghost roaring!

"careful!"

Ning Xiaochuan immediately supported the Yunxia Returning Yuanqi, forming a huge spherical Yuanqi cover, wrapping everyone in the Yunxia.

The cold wind of swords hit the clouds and returned to the vitality of the vital energy, and immediately shattered and turned into wisps of black smoke.

When the cold wind blew, Ning Xiaochuan put away the clouds and returned to the vitality, looked into the darkness, and said in a deep voice: "From the Jiutian Pavilion, I found you following you, Tantu Dizang, haven't you shown up yet?"

Ning Xiaochuan's mind was so powerful that he had long noticed that Tantuo Ksitigarbha and another master were following behind him. It was because Ning Xiaochuan was eager to find the Demon Fire of Nirvana, so he ignored them.

"ah……"

In the darkness, a shrill scream rang out!

A gray corpse fell from the sky, fell to Ning Xiaochuan and others, and hit the ground.

The old man in gray robe had a three-meter-long black ancient spear inserted into his heart. His whole body twitched twice, and then he died unwillingly.

The blood in his body flowed into the ancient gun and was absorbed by the black ancient gun.

This old man in gray robe is the tomb guardian of the Heavenly Man Tomb Forest. He is a master at the peak of the Xuan Realm Heaven. However, he was nailed to death by the black ancient gun and the blood in his body was sucked dry.

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

Tantuo Dizang rode a barbarian lion monster and came from a distance, trampling the tombs of heaven and man, and balls of ghost fire flew out of the tombs and sank in the night sky, forming an extremely strange picture.

"Chew!"

Tantu Dizang pulled out the black ancient spear inserted into the old man's heart, showed a hideous smile, and said, "A mere grave guard dares to stop my pace. This is the end of ignorance! Your Highness Lingzi, what do you think?"

Yun Ji, who was standing behind Ning Xiaochuan, was extremely frightened when he saw Tantuo Ksitigarbha and trembled all over.

Betrayal of Ksitigarbha King Sect never had a good ending.

Tantuo Dizang came in person, and Ning Xiaochuan could not protect her. She knew she was dead!

"Don't be afraid! Since I promised to save your life, I will definitely not let you die at the hands of Tantu Ksitigarbha." Ning Xiaochuan seemed very calm and did not feel afraid because of Tantu Ksitigarbha's arrival.

"Ning Xiaochuan, you are so confident! Do you really think that with your cultivation, you can protect her?" Tantuo Dizang smiled coldly, his eyes were like lightning, and he glared at Yun Ji, and shouted: "Yun Ji, you betrayed the King of Ksitigarbha and committed a heinous crime. You still kneel in front of me quickly."

Hundreds of thousands of regular auras in Tantuo Ksitigarbha's body gushed out of his mouth at the same time, like a roar of a divine lion, which made Yun Ji's seven holes bleed, and his whole body became soft, and he fell to the ground.

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes sank, condensed his vitality into his throat, and used the innate magical power of "Tian Lei Hong Bell".

A large purple bell more than 20 meters high was spitting out of his mouth, constantly rotating, making a loud "buzzing" sound, like thunder, recoiling the "Lion Golden Roar Sound Wave" of Tantu Dijita back.

The barbarian lion monster hidden under Tantuodi was shocked by the sound waves emitted by Ning Xiaochuan and retreated continuously. The five internal organs were completely broken and blood was bleeding from their mouths. Finally, they fell to the ground with a "boom".

Tantu Dizang emitted black light from his whole body, flew upside down, landed on a stone tablet, staring at the dying barbarian lion monster that was lying on the ground, and spat coldly: "It's useless!"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Tantuo Dizang, you are not the only one who comes to the tomb of the Heavenly Man! Any other master who won't show up immediately?"

The voice of a soft and beautiful woman echoed in the tomb forest, looking particularly ethereal:

"As usual,

The heart is resting on the illusion of dust.

Looking at all the natures of dharmas,

There is no false or true.

Donor Ning, life is just a dream, no truth or reality. Since you have already walked through the world, why should you still be greedy for the world? Let the Pooh take you out of this illusory world and go to that real world!"

A young nun in a maroon robe walked out of the tomb forest, her body was wrapped in illusory smoke and dust, only outlining a graceful and beautiful phantom, which made people have infinite imagination.

In her hand, she was holding a golden Buddhist bead, emitting a dazzling Buddha light, just like a Buddha lamp illuminating the road she was walking before.

"Pearl Ksitigarbha!" Yun Ji was even more frightened. Unexpectedly, the true bodies of two Ksitigarbha masters arrived.

Ning Xiaochuan looked at Baozhu Dizang and could only see a beautiful phantom, just like a portrait of gods and Buddhas on the walls of the temple, full of sacred breath.

However, the hearts of the seven orifices of gods and demons sensed that this jewel jewel Ksitigarbha is more dangerous than the Tanta Ksitigarbha, and is not as sacred as her appearance.

"May I ask Ksitigarbha, where is the real world?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

Baozhu Dizang slightly raised his head, hooded under his hood, revealing his snow-white chin, opening and closing his red lips, and said, "The real world is in my hands!"

Ning Xiaochuan stared at the Buddhist beads in Baozhu Dizang's hand, his eyes suddenly shrank, and saw more than 6,000 Sanskrit flowing on the golden Buddhist beads the size of a fist.

Every Sanskrit word is the soul of a man.

The souls of more than 6,000 men were chanting scriptures and making repeated Buddhist sounds.

Ning Xiaochuan naturally didn't know what sutra they were chanting. If Monk Tan Qian was there, he would have known it.

Baozhu Dizang said: "They are all reciting the "Repentance". They are all sinful, some are greedy, some are selfish, some are hypocritical, and they are all lustful people. Now, when they enter the real world, it is also a kind of regret."

Ning Xiaochuan snorted coldly and said, "Why should I say it so noble by pulling out the soul of a living person and refining it into a supreme weapon?"

Ning Xiaochuan himself will also use the magic sword to absorb the blood of other cultivators and improve his cultivation. This is the magic path, and Ning Xiaochuan never finds a reason for himself to be a high-sounding person, nor does he think he is a good person!

I am a demon, what do you do to me?

"Why do you have to talk so much nonsense with that kid, get rid of him now."

Tantuo Dizang snorted coldly, soared up, and stabbed Ning Xiaochuan with a shot.

The Dharma King Xuanji said that he could not kill Ning Xiaochuan, and Tantuo Dizang was naturally dissatisfied and wanted to kill Ning Xiaochuan with his own hands to prove himself.

Having the cultivation level of the fifth realm of the heavenly being "Fate Realm Heaven", can't kill a young monk in the high realm heaven?

"boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan summoned out ten mysterious weapons and swords, condensed the "Sword of Gods and Slaying", arranged them together, and the ten swords were fired at the same time, and slashed towards Tantuo Ksitigarbha.

"Bang bang..."

Tantuo Dizang was forced to retreat ten steps in a row, and ten sword marks were left on the armor on his body.

The armor on his body, with the blessing of the Xuanji Dharma King, can withstand the full-strength attack of the divine realm cultivator.

Ten nine-grade mysterious weapons-level battle swords only left ten sword marks on the armor, and did not break the armor.

"Good boy, he is worthy of being the spiritual son of Tiandi Mountain. His combat power is far superior to that of a cultivator at the same level. Is it really amazing to be able to compete with me?"

Tantuo Dizang inserted the black ancient spear on the ground, slapped his palms at the ground, and let out a loud roar.

The ground is covered with a layer of black light.

The entire land was lifted up by him, just like the world turned around, and the land weighing tens of millions of pounds was crushed towards Ning Xiaochuan, trying to bury Ning Xiaochuan alive underground.
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