Chapter 124: Coffin, Holy Communion

After a while, people from other noble families got up one after another. The higher the stone steps, the more vitality they consumed. If they didn't have enough spirit stones in their hands, they would never have been able to reach this place.

"Let's go, there are still more than 500 ridges, try to go up in one breath!" Ji Changkong said indifferently, a corner on the top of the stone platform can already be seen here.

After he finished speaking, he still took the lead and walked forward. A pair of sharp eyes looked straight ahead. There were countless stars in the eyes. Every step he took, a star was destroyed, and more stars were born after a while.

If anyone who knows the martial arts of the Ji family is here, they will be surprised that Ji Changkong is still cultivating the star martial arts under such circumstances.

The crowd slowly walked on the stone steps. The further they walked, the closer they were to the stone platform. The pressure they were under doubled, and it seemed that an invisible layer of resistance stopped everyone.

boom!

A Wu Zun of Ji's family stepped on the stone steps with one foot, and the other foot had not yet landed, and it exploded with a bang, turning his body into a piece of dust.

Ji Changkong didn't look back, and his face didn't change in the slightest. Holding a lower-level spirit stone in his hand, he continued to walk forward step by step.

Getting closer and closer to the stone platform, the pressure on everyone became more terrifying, as if a hill was pressing on their shoulders. When the footsteps collapsed, the stone steps were like a bottomless pit, sucking away more than half of the spiritual energy in everyone's body.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

There were also several Wu Zuns of various families who couldn't bear the pressure and exploded with a bang. For a time, people were panicked and terrified, and they were deeply afraid that the next person to die would be themselves.

Stop the saint!

A towering stone tablet appeared in front of Ji Changkong. Four vicissitudes of life were written on the stone tablet. An endless coercion radiated from the stone tablet.

Ji Changkong sneered, the long sword in his hand fluttered, and several sword qi hit the stone tablet, cracks appeared on the stone tablet, and then shattered into countless stone chips.

Looking up at the stone platform in front of him, there are only ten steps to go up, Ji Changkong gave a light drink, and a figure emerged from his body.

Standing on the stone steps in front, and then a figure drilled out of the figure in front, walking towards a higher stone step. After repeating this ten times, Ji Changkong's figure finally reached the peak of the stone platform.

Ji Changkong took a deep breath,

The nine avatars behind him overlapped his body like a phantom. Above the peak of the stone platform is a wide platform, and in the center of the platform is a golden holy coffin.

A faint aura of awe emanated from the coffin, Ji Changkong couldn't help himself, and a faint smile appeared on his face. It took countless scheming, and after nine deaths, I finally came here.

The golden holy coffin was one person tall, and Ji Changkong walked over slowly with easy steps. At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the opposite side of the holy coffin, startling Ji Changkong and taking a few steps back.

"Brother Changkong, I haven't seen you for a long time." Chu Chaoyun walked out from behind the coffin, looked at Ji Changkong and smiled lightly.

Ji Changkong's face was expressionless, his expression was extremely serious, and his heart was extremely shocked. He didn't expect to meet Chu Chaoyun here, which was too surprising.

Bang bang bang!

Hua Yunfei, Duanmuqing and Gui Yihou came up one after another with several Wu Zuns, looking at Chu Chaoyun opposite, they were a little surprised.

Chu Chaoyun said indifferently: "Don't look at me like that, I just arrived, and the golden coffin has not been opened yet." After he finished speaking, he made a gesture of pleading and stepped back.

Ji Changkong gave Duanmuqing a look at the three of them, and the three of them understood that they would slowly walk to Chu Chaoyun and block him from the outside. Chu Chaoyun smiled lightly and ignored it.

boom!

Ji Changkong slammed his palm on the lid of the golden coffin, and a long, crisp chanting came out, and the sound wave shook in all directions, and everyone only felt their eardrums froze.

The lid of the coffin was lifted, but Ji Changkong looked at his palm in amazement, and then said to the people around him, "Let's see if you can still use your vitality."

The others were stunned when they heard the words, and then quickly tried it out. They found that the martial spirit in the dantian seemed to be imprisoned, and no matter how it worked, it could not be summoned.

"What's going on?" Everyone said in extreme surprise.

Chu Chaoyun smiled lightly, and said apart from the crowd, "Let's see what's in this coffin first."

When everyone heard the words, they put down their doubts and walked towards the coffin. They went so hard to get here. Everyone was a little curious as to which saint would lie in the coffin.

In the golden holy coffin, a stalwart man in a purple emperor robe lay quietly on the coffin, with his hands on his chest, holding a long sword.

Ji Changkong said in surprise: "Isn't this the last emperor of the Tianwu Dynasty? How could he lie here?"

Waiting for Guiyi and the others were shocked. All the things that came to this place showed that this was a sage site. The martial skills obtained from the black coffins in the underground palace can prove that the countless murals on the palace walls are all in the style of the ancient times.

Ten thousand years after the end of the ancient times, the Tianwu Dynasty began to slowly rise. The last emperor of the Tianwu Dynasty had only died a few thousand years ago. How could he have anything to do with the saint 20,000 years ago?

Pfft!

The man wearing the purple emperor robe in the holy coffin suddenly opened his eyes, a little purple awn appeared in his eyes, and a Wu Zun who looked at him was burned to ashes before he could react.

"Is Emperor Tianwu alive?"

"Is this the legendary Skyfire?" All the warriors backed away, terrified in their hearts. Although the Tianwu Dynasty has been destroyed for thousands of years, no one dared to forget the legend about him.

At the beginning, the first-generation Tianwu Emperor unified the entire Tianwu Continent with his unparalleled power and established the Tianwu Empire of the Ten Thousand Years Dynasty. This kind of achievement can be said to be unprecedented in the entire continent, and it can be said to be the first person in ancient and modern times.

According to legend, he borrowed the sky fire from outside the realm. When the sky fire burns with all its strength, the entire continent will melt. He is the king of fire, and no one can stop it.

Since then, every generation of emperors will have the strength of the emperor. Even the last Tianwu emperor lying here has the strength of the emperor. If he really wakes up, no one can escape.

With a thoughtful expression on his face, Chu Chaoyun slowly walked to the front, stared at the purple-robed emperor in the coffin, and said, "Don't worry, it's just a ray of energy, just don't look him in the eyes."

Everyone pondered for a moment and thought about it. No one in this world can survive without death. Even the Emperor Tianwu has spent many years of his life. Except for the legendary Martial God, no one can survive.

Looking at the coffin in the platform again, everyone's eyes became hot, although I don't know where the body of the saint is, but the value of the body of this Emperor Tianwu will definitely not be higher than that of the ancient saints. Difference.

The skyfire contained in his body alone is enough to make people madly grab it, because the power of the skyfire is too great. Before the death of the first generation of Emperor Tianwu, Tianhuo was divided into ten parts, and only one tenth was left for future generations.

But even if it is only one-tenth, the power of Skyfire is still very terrifying.

Before everyone came to the holy coffin, they didn't dare to do anything for a while. Ji Changkong stretched out his hand and slowly lay down on the man's eyes, and the emperor in the coffin closed his eyes again.

call!

Hua Yunfei stretched out his hand and directly took out the long sword in the hands of Emperor Tianwu, and said in surprise: "Splintering Heaven Sword, this is a holy soldier, a complete holy soldier."

boom! The holy soldier suddenly broke free from Hua Yunfei's hands and flew towards Hou Guiyi. Hua Yunfei's face changed, and he quickly reached out to grab it back, but the holy soldier flew out too fast. Can't catch it at all.

Hou Guiyi stretched out his hand gently, and caught the holy soldier with some doubts, not understanding why the holy soldier flew into his hands, and he was not used to using a sword because he used a gun.

Hua Yunfei walked up to him quickly, reaching out to grab it, Gui Yihou's expression condensed, and he said coldly, "Hua Yunfei, what do you want to do?"

Hua Yunfei looked at the holy soldier in Gui Yihou's hand and said angrily, "What are you doing, return my holy soldier to me."

Gui Yihou smiled coldly and said: "The holy soldier chooses his own master. Obviously, you are not worthy of this holy soldier, so don't mess with me here."

"You don't eat and drink for a toast!" Hua Yunfei had long been disliked by Guiyihou. When Guiyihou had stopped him from killing Xiao Chen before, he had always remembered it in his heart.

At this moment, he found this excuse, and all the golden armored warriors under Gui Yihou were not there. With the four Wu Zuns behind him, Hua Yunfei shot without hesitation.

Vitality cannot be used on the platform, and the two sides can only fight with the strength of the **** and the skills of fighting with the ****.

Although there is only one person Guiyihou, he has been on the battlefield all the year round, and his hand-to-hand combat experience is much richer than these five people. For a while, Hua Yunfei and others have no way to take Guiyihou.

Ji Changkong lightly glanced at the battle behind him and didn't look at it again. He set his eyes on Chu Chaoyun, who was on the opposite side, and said lightly, "Brother Chaoyun, if the Emperor's Heavenly Fire can be taken out, you and I will be able to take it out. How's it going?"

Chu Chaoyun smiled lightly, looked at Ji Changkong and said, "Do I have any reason to refuse?"

After the two discussed it, they began to discuss how to take out the Heavenly Fire from Emperor Tianwu’s body. After the Heavenly Fire was completely absorbed, it would hide within every inch of the owner’s skin. It was very difficult to take it out directly, and it was basically impossible.

The most direct way to take out the Skyfire is to directly refine the body of Emperor Tianwu. After refining, the Skyfire will be directly condensed, appearing in the heavens and the earth, and will never be extinguished.

With the strength of the two, trying to refine the corpse of a great emperor is tantamount to fooling around in a dream.

In addition to Tianhuo, the inherited martial arts of the Tianwu Dynasty is also a treasure that makes people jealous. If it can be found here, its value is definitely not lower than Tianhuo.

Ji Changkong rummaged through the golden holy coffin, but after searching for a long time, he found nothing. He couldn't help but look at Chu Chaoyun. It was absolutely impossible for the emperor's sleeping place to be left uninherited.