"It's OK."

The Youying ghost weasel bit its teeth and covered its injured ears to stop bleeding.

With the coffin opened, a layer of magnificent golden light, constantly blooming, incomparably dazzling, people can not open their eyes.

Ye Chen wants to see the things in the coffin, but the golden light is so blazing that he can't see anything.

Buzz!

A huge concussion was heard. A bronze mirror rose slowly from the coffin, like a brilliant sun, hanging in the middle of the tomb, emitting a brilliant light.

On this bronze mirror, there are many dragon and Phoenix ornaments and archaic Sanskrit, which are filled with the simple charm of Hongmeng. The six Yang fire is burning continuously, which is the legend of the six Yang fire.

As soon as the Youying ghost weasel opens the coffin, the magic weapon rises up to protect its master.

"Ah

The Youying ghost weasel screamed. Under the light of the mirror, it hissed all over. In an instant, it was roasted and emitted white smoke.

It is the ancient devil, the breath is gloomy and cold, and the six Yang divine fire is just to strong, control it to death, just a ray of mirror light, can let it go!

"Be careful!"

Ye Chen called out, all over the nine you breath surging, drinking: "to dark god pulse, open!"

A series of dark fog, constantly gushing from ye Chen, quickly spread out and open, instantly filled the whole tomb chamber.

The whole tomb room was in the extreme darkness. Except for the six Yang fire mirror, there was no light at all.

In absolute darkness, the mirror light of the six Yang divine fire mirror can not diffuse out. It can only roll in the space near the magic weapon.

This is the power of the dark pulse!

The most dark divine pulse is the divine vein contained in the dark stele. It has a vast breath of nine hell. Once released, it can create extreme darkness, even more powerful than the eternal night devil heaven in the 33rd Tianhong Mongolian Dharma.

This time, ye Chen opens to the dark divine vein, and the space of the tomb chamber falls into darkness. The mirror light of the six Yang divine fire mirror is also blocked, and no further damage is caused.

"Thank you very much."

The Youying ghost weasel breathed a sigh of relief. If ye Chen hadn't done it in time, it would have been scorched by the mirror light.

"I'm going to refine this six Yang divine fire mirror. Someone is coming. Please lead them away for me!"

Ye Chen's face was dignified, only felt that there was a breath. He had broken into the tomb house and was about to kill him soon.

At that time, he wants to capture the six Yang Shenhuo Jian, which is difficult.

"This is the fragment of the six Yang divine fire mirror. You disguise yourself as a magic weapon. Lead them away. Be careful. There are masters at the level of God Emperor. You are not enemies. Don't make unnecessary sacrifice. Just lead them away."

Ye Chen throws out the fragment and orders to go down.

The Youying ghost weasel catches the fragment and is stunned. He didn't expect Ye Chen to make a decision so quickly.

"If there is danger, I can resist one or two with my Fu Zhao."

Ye Chen used the spiritual power, the power of blood, and a continuous stream of divine light condensed into three Fu Zhao, which respectively contained the energy of Tianlong and eight gods sound, fahua annihilation of the sky, and Bagua Tiandan. Each Fu Zhao was infused with the destruction Shinto, and the breath was very fierce.

And refining these three Fu Zhao, ye Chen's face is also slightly pale, consumed a lot of spiritual power.

"Yes

The Youying ghost weasel accepted the imperial edict with a dignified face. Knowing that the situation was urgent, he hurriedly turned out and firmly closed the door of the tomb to meet the enemy.

In the tomb, ye Chen sits alone. Although the six Yang Shenhuo Jian has been born, he can not find any clues from the outside world under the cover of his dark spirit pulse. He can be at ease to refine.

In fact, the best way is to put away the six Yang Shenhuo Jian and refine it after going out.

But the problem is that the breath of the six Yang divine fire mirror is too violent to stop.

If ye Chen receives the six Yang divine fire in the reincarnation cemetery, the towering mirror light will definitely burn Su Ruoxi and Taigu danzun's bodies, causing serious consequences.

After all, this magic weapon is enough to replace the sun and shine on the heaven and earth. It has a very intense light. It can penetrate the soul body and kill all gods and spirits. It is very terrible.

Therefore, if he wants to accept Liuyang shenhuojian, he must refine it on the spot, and there is no other way.

"Xuanyan, come out!"

Ye Chen's heart moved, offering a Xuanyan sacrifice, Qu Zhi a bullet, to the six Yang Shenhuo Jian fire.

Hiss!

Xuanyan falls on the top of the six Yang Shenhuo Jian, and suddenly burns violently, continuously baking the spiritual imprint in the mirror mirror mirror.

The six Yang divine fire mirror is the magic weapon of the ancient emperor Zhaowu. If ye Chen wants to refine it, he must first erase the mark and turn the magic weapon into a piece of white paper, so that he can drip blood to sacrifice.

Chuckle!

The mysterious flame is constantly burning, and the spiritual imprint is also constantly weakening.

Sacrificing and refining magic weapons are going on in an orderly way.

The Youying ghost weasel, however, came to the outside of the tomb and returned along the corridor. He had caught the breath of the intruder."Roar --"

just at this moment, bursts of animal roar came from the ground.

There seems to be some strange animal, awakened.

"Younger martial brother!"

Youying ghost weasel heard the roar of the beast, and immediately recognized it was the voice of Jinluan Tianxi.

Obviously, Jinluan Tianxi has been woken up, but somehow, he has not been able to get out of trouble.

Youying ghost weasel wants to rescue, but at this moment, the strong enemy is coming, but it can't escape.

Brush, brush!

Finally, it ran into more than a dozen figures, all wearing clothes of emperor yuan palace.

The first one was an old monk holding a staff and a golden bowl.

"Sad Zen emperor!"

Seeing the old monk, Youying ghost weasel was shocked and thought he was wrong.

The great emperor of mourning Chan had already fallen down in ancient times. However, he did not expect that the former had become the elder of emperor yuan hall and broke into Zhaowu tomb house to seize the treasure.

"Well? You Ying ghost weasel, how can you be here? "

The great sad Chan emperor was also surprised. He didn't expect to meet Youying ghost weasel here.

The Youying ghost weasel breathed stiffly, and only felt the breath of the great sad Zen emperor. It was very powerful. The dignity of the ancient God Emperor had been restored to a part. If it started, it would be killed within ten rounds, and there was no possibility of victory.

Although its cultivation has reached the level of eight layers of heaven, it still has a very big gap compared with the Legendary God Emperor.

"Subduing demons and expelling demons is an important task of our Buddhism. Demon, die!"

After a short period of surprise, the great emperor of pathetic Zen gave a violent drink, and his eyes were angry. He waved his staff and severely attacked the Youying ghost weasel.

The pupils of the Youying ghost weasel shrank, and only felt a burst of overwhelming pressure.

If it is hit, it will not die but also be seriously injured.

"Bagua Tiandan skill, up!"

At the critical juncture, the Youying ghost weasel hastily offered the eight trigrams Fu Zhao. The wisps of Taoist mystical light filled the air like a flowing water, forming a barrier to block the attack of the great emperor of mourning Zen.

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