Chapter 1111

He felt that Lingxiao's strength was incomparably strong. Even if he did his best, he might not be able to keep Lingxiao. It's not a good thing to form such a great enemy out of thin air.

"Seven days? Why seven days? If the coffin is in your hands, hand it over now!"

Lingxiao frowned and felt that there was something fishy in the words of the ink soul. He immediately sneered.

"You don't know! The coffin was cast by the divine wood of enlightenment, which has been integrated with the life and death spirit of wancoffin mountain! The seven people in the coffin are connected. If you open the coffin easily, I'm afraid they will be hurt! I need seven days to cut off the connection between them and the law of wancoffin mountain, which is also for their good!"

The ink soul sighed and said slowly.

"Is that true?"

Lingxiao's eyes flashed at the center and looked at the ink soul road faintly.

"Seriously! Just seven days, and I'll give them to you in seven days!" Mo soul said definitely.

"In that case, let me meet them first! As long as I make sure they are all right, why not give you seven days?"

Lingxiao said faintly, with a touch of cold in the corners of his mouth.

"Ling Daoyou, the coffin can't be opened, and you can't see them. As long as you wait seven days, why do you have to be so anxious?"

The ink soul sighed.

Seeing the ink soul pushing away, the old goat sneered and said, "old man, you push three and drag four like this. I think you have a ghost in your heart? If there is no ghost, why do you have to let us wait for seven days?"

"Yes, my second brother is right! Old man, hand over the things quickly, or my eldest brother will destroy your dead family!"

White dragon horse took a piece of grass in his mouth and looked at Mo soul with oblique eyes.

Lingxiao also felt that there was a ghost in the seven days in the mouth of Mo soul. Could it be that these dead people wanted to escape in these seven days?

At this time, an old voice sounded in the void.

"Lingxiao, if you really give him seven days, your beloved disciples will become gourds!"

Boom!

The dark fog rose in the void, and the light was bright. An old man appeared in the void. He was wearing a worn Taoist robe and looked dirty all over. He had sneaky eyes and a goatee, but his eyes were full of sneers.

His whole body exudes a powerful and unparalleled breath. Unexpectedly, he is also a strong God!

"Are you... Lu Tongtian?!"

Lingxiao's eyes showed an incredible look. The old guy in front of him was Lu Tongtian he had met. Lu Jian followed the old guy at the beginning.

Today, I suddenly saw Lu Tongtian appear here. Lingxiao's eyes were full of doubts.

Moreover, he can feel that Lu Tongtian must have hidden his accomplishments before. Now Lu Tongtian is filled with the spirit of life and death. He looks like the strong man of the dead family, but he doesn't seem to be dead. It's very strange.

After seeing Lu Tongtian, the ink soul changed his face, pointed to Lu Tongtian and roared, "Lu Tongtian, what are you talking about?"

"I'm nonsense? Hey, Mo soul, don't think I don't know! You caught the seven disciples of Lingxiao to refine the seven evil gourd? I know you got the ancient magic seed. You nourish the seven evil gourd with the blood essence of Lingxiao's disciples. I'm afraid the seven evil gourd will be completely mature in seven days. At that time, the seven evil gourd will be in hand, let alone Lingxiao. I'm afraid it won't be enough It's a true God, not your opponent! "

Lu Tongtian looked at Mo soul and sneered. His eyes were full of sarcasm.

"What?!"

Lingxiao's face changed, and his eyes showed an incomparably cold killing intention.

Although he didn't know what the seven evil gourd was, he heard what Lu Tongtian said. The ink soul wanted to take Linfeng and them to refine magic weapons?

Lingxiao's heart suddenly became furious!

And he looked at the face of Mo soul and knew that what Lu Tongtian said was true!

"Ink soul, damn you!"

Lingxiao's eyes flashed and killed the ink soul!

"Damn Lu Tongtian, I must kill you! Lingxiao, listen to me. I borrow your disciples to refine the seven evil gourd, but I only use their yuan gods and flesh and blood, which won't hurt their lives!"

Mo soul also wants to make a final explanation. He doesn't want to be the enemy of Lingxiao.

"Kill!"

Lingxiao just spit out a word. The fist print is unparalleled. It contains a towering evil spirit and kills the ink soul!

"Lingxiao, do you really think I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Ink soul's eyes flashed, and when he saw that Lingxiao was so forced, he immediately felt a real fire in his heart.

Boom!

His whole body was filled with black death, and the dust in his hand fell towards Lingxiao, like a three thousand Zhang Tianhe falling, and strands of dust came in the air, containing extremely tenacious power, as if to wrap Lingxiao up!

Whoosh!

Lingxiao's body flashed like a golden lightning. It was almost to the extreme. It immediately avoided the power of dust blowing, and the fist seal fell towards the ink soul!

In the eyes of the ink soul, there was also a flash of killing, and the coercion of Lingxiao was also stimulated. The war intention in his heart was also a blow.

Bang!

A dull noise came from the void, Lingxiao's body shape remained unchanged, and the ink soul was blown out by his fist!

"The realm of the dead, kill me!"

The black light of the ink soul was rising, and his eyes were full of cold killing intention. He roared, and the black evil spirit around him filled the air.

Those evil spirits soared, as if they had formed a black ocean, from which came a terrible dead spirit. Those dead spirits were shrouded in pure death, as if they were the God of death from the nether hell, who suddenly came to the sky.

The eyes of Mo soul are full of cold killing intention. The field of the dead is one of his most powerful means. The dead are endless. Each statue has the combat power comparable to the gods. Even the mill will grind Lingxiao to death.

He knows that Lingxiao's body is too terrible to invade. If the war continues, I'm afraid he will suffer a great loss.

That's why he wants to deal with Lingxiao in the dead realm.

Boom!

Lingxiao's eyes flashed, and a punch fell in the air and landed on a dead spirit. The dead spirit trembled violently, and suddenly exploded into a dead spirit and shrouded in Lingxiao.

Those dead spirits, like the feet of the tarsal bones, have a strong power of swallowing, especially like the flesh and blood of creatures, as if they want to devour the flesh and blood of Lingxiao.

Boom!

The fire of swallowing the sky rose from Lingxiao's body, which contained an extremely hot power. It rolled up the spirit of the dead and burned them in an instant!

However, those dead spirits seemed to be very spiritual. They easily got out of the fire of swallowing the sky, and then condensed into the appearance of dead spirits in the void, killing them in the sky.

Although the fire of swallowing heaven is extremely Yang and rigid, it is only the category of heaven fire now. When can Lingxiao's secret technique of swallowing heaven break through the realm of God and condense into heaven swallowing fire? I'm afraid it can burn all the dead by swallowing heaven fire alone.