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"What? Boy, are you going to die? You... " Before Yan Tiangong finished, the spirit of Sikong Banyu had already rushed into the ring again and entered the body, and suddenly he was laughing bitterly.

This kid never seems to know what fear of death is? So hard, he seemed to see the figure of the original God of heaven, and saw that he knew that breaking through the shackles of the heaven and earth of the rosefinch land was a trivial thing, but he still did it without hesitation. Even if the final result was that the body died and the spirit died, he still did not regret.

"Maybe this is the real heart of the emperor who can control the world! There will never be an invincible enemy, only a lack of desperate courage. " Yan Tiangong sighed, such a spirit is not afraid to take risks as a geomantic master. After all, one wrong step is the wanzhang cliff, and there will never be a chance to surpass life.

However, Sikong Banyu didn't care at all, or this kind of absolute self-confidence made him look up to his back.

"Old Yin, ready." Sikong Banyu roared. When the spirit and spirit were interlaced for a short time, Sikong Banyu had already controlled his body and was ready to take this step. At that time, for martial arts, even one step is not enough. The remaining distance is about 10 meters, but now it becomes a fork in the gate of hell. As long as Sikong Banyu is a little careless, he may not have the chance to be reborn again this time.

"Good Boy, I'm ready. Come on I feel that Hongjun's power of soul and body is getting stronger and stronger. "

Sikong half language smell speech, but there is no time to pay attention to Hongjun's third soul is now what it looks like, to get the burial coffin, is the main purpose to stay.

"Ah After the spirit entered the body, all the spiritual power left in Sikong Banyu's body stirred up without leaving a trace of it. Although it was only a short distance of one foot, he did not want to capsize in the gutter, and the principle of lion fighting rabbit would not be flawed by an experienced emperor.

In a flash, Sikong Banyu's sword spirit has more than doubled. Even so, Sikong Banyu can feel his body in rapid decline. However, as long as he can get the burial coffin, the price is worth it.

One of his feet, difficult to get up, the huge load of his body, and the terrible terrorist threat on the spirit made him dare not make any mistakes. Although he had made a bet on himself last time, after all, the precise control of the spirit was after all, let alone that he was not majoring in spirit. Even if he was majoring in spirit, he could not say that he was infallible, absolutely guaranteed. But sometimes, the unknown results, so that talent has the motivation to struggle.

"Drink Let me go. " Sikong half language big drink, all spiritual power all gather on that leg, let originally difficult pace, a little easier.

With Sikong Banyu stepping out one step, the whole void seems to be infinitely slowed down. One glance at the picture is like the TV lens being pressed and played slowly. Whether it is Sikong Banyu or Yan Tiangong, they are the people watching in the normal time. The eagerness and fear in their hearts completely fill their hearts.

That step left countless moving shadows in the air, slowly gathered together, affecting the hearts of Sikong Banyu and Yan Tiangong.

"Almost, almost It's a little bit short of... " Sikong Banyu looked at the burial coffin in front of him, which gradually revealed in front of his eyes. The strange runes on the coffin were visible to the naked eye now, but they were only a fraction of a inch.

"Enough That's enough. Come on Come back. " Finally, the voice of Yan Tiangong was full of excitement and appeared in Sikong Banyu's ear. When he heard the voice, he didn't dare to hesitate. He quickly manipulated his spirit into the ring.

"Sky crack array."

Yan Tiangong roared, and in a flash, Sikong Banyu, who was already standing in front of the coffin, stretched out his right hand without any God, and suddenly fell on the coffin. His hand had just touched the coffin, and all of a sudden, countless runes burst out of the whole coffin, and the void condensed into a black air mask, which completely covered the whole coffin and covered all the forms of the coffin.

"Collect..." Yan Tiangong gave a cold drink. The split array was a terrible array to cut off the power of heaven and earth. Burial coffin, a terrible thing, has a lot to do with heaven and earth. Even if it is an ownerless thing, it can drive the power of heaven and earth to accept it for its own use. Only by cutting off this connection can the coffin be collected.

This is not the first time that he has done so. The coffin in his hand was collected in this way.

In the void, the burial coffin was covered by a black air mask, and disappeared in the same place in a short time. With the collection of the burial coffin, the gray fog directly dissipated without a trace. Only the Sikong half language stood still in the void.

"Little Boy, the rest Of I'm afraid I'll have to sleep for a while The voice of Yan Tiangong appeared in the spirit of Sikong Banyu, which was very weak, but it did not hide the happy color in the voice. I don't know whether it was because of the success of the move or because of the burial of the heavenly coffin.

"Old Yin Are you okay? Old yin? " Si Kong Half language is surprised, hurriedly asks a way."Don't worry, old man It's just a matter of crossing the coffin to control your body for a while, and the spirit is weak. Fortunately, all the achievements are worth it. Well Now the coffin has been collected. Go out and control your body. Don't stay. Just leave. "

The voice of Yan Tiangong suddenly stopped, as if it had been unable to support, and completely fell into a deep sleep.

Sikong Banyu bit his teeth. Although he was worried about Yan Tiangong, he also knew that it was not the time to think about it. Although the coffin was taken, the crisis was not relieved. Hongjun's third soul is still condensing. If he is allowed to condense, it will be the real crisis.

He rushed out of the ring, the spirit returned to the body to block it, and took control of his body again. With the return of the spirit, he regained his look. However, before Sikong half language reacted, he felt as if his body had lost his bone and almost fell on the ground. At this time, Sikong Banyu found that his body was very weak at the moment. This weakness was not only the exhaustion of spiritual power, but also the direct aging of his body. It seemed that in a moment, he consumed most of his life yuan, and his appearance looked very decadent.

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