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Seeing the Blood Soul Lord, he cast his handprints, and was ready to open the golden coffin. Chu Yan's face sank immediately, and he was ready to cut out with a sword.

However, just when Chu Yan raised Hao Tianjian, the golden coffin made a clicking noise.

In Chu Yan's astonished eyes, the coffin of the golden coffin slowly moved

Seeing this scene, Chu Yan was a little surprised, and was immediately awakened by the consciousness, toward the golden coffin, and at the same time, he was alert.

Huh!

Within three breaths of time, the coffin of the golden coffin, which seemed to be moving very slowly, fell to the ground and made a loud noise.

"What the **** !?"

Chu Yan stared straight at the golden coffin, and swept away, but found nothing, as if it was an empty coffin, but in the golden coffin that opened the coffin, there was a strong and dark shadow Qi, has suddenly burst out, and instantly swept the entire stone hall.

call!

A gust of wind blew across the stone hall suddenly, and the black yin-qi was rising from the golden sarcophagus.

The next moment, a tall figure stood up slowly from the golden coffin.

This man was dressed in a black robe with a gold rim and his back facing Chu Yan. His body was shrouded in a large suit. He could not see his body at all, but Chu Yan felt subconsciously that the figure was familiar.

Immediately, under Chu Yan's gaze, the tall figure slowly turned over, looking towards Chu Yan.

The moment she saw that face, Chu Yan's complexion suddenly sank, and her pupils shrank fiercely!

"Mo Xie !?"

Chu Yan suddenly exclaimed, staring at the man in black robe in front of his eyes, his face couldn't believe it.

How could this young master of the main temple branch of the Black Blood Temple in Jibeizhou appear here, and, depending on the expression of the Bloodsoul Lord next to him, he was extremely respectful.

Chu Yan's heart was suddenly full of doubt. Why did Mo Xie lie in the coffin?

According to Chu Yan's knowledge, there is very little communication between the extreme northern continent and the black blood temple in Zhongtian continent. Moreover, with Mo Xie's cultivation and identity, it should not be so respectful to the blood soul lord!

"You are Mo Xie !?"

Chu Yan asked softly.

However, when the opposite "Mo Xie" heard Chu Yan's voice and slowly raised his head, Chu Yan suddenly doubted his guess.

On this person, the strong yin qi is fundamentally different from the previous Mo Yan that Chu Yan knew. Coupled with those eyes, Chu Yan feels that this is not an eye that a living person can have.

Empty, empty, full of lifelessness, without a trace of life!

"dead!"

Mo Xie opened his mouth, falling to the ground, as if falling on the ground in a frosty and airy condition, and Chu Yan could not help but hit a spirit.

Huh!

Mo Xie's body flashed, and the whole person turned into a black streamer, rushing towards Chu Yan at a speed as fast as a thunder.

Rumble!

A black boxing fist, with the momentum of mad thunder, seems to be able to blast one side of the world into a fan powder, with boundless power, slammed into Chu Yan fiercely.

The boxing was astounding, and the emptiness of the Quartet shattered at the same time. The wickedness of the entire stone hall suddenly gathered toward the black boxing as if Wanjiang returned to the sea.

"So strong !?"

Chu Yan's face flickered, and his expression suddenly flickered. However, he didn't have much time to think about it, raising his hand was to cut it out to face the fists.

The reason why it is strong, on the one hand, the last time Chu Yan and Mo Xie played against each other, the strength of the other party could not be seen at all, but now, with the Mo Xie that Chu Yan had seen at first, it is simply not comparable.

boom!

Jianmang and Fist Seal intersect, and the sky is bursting with shock. The black and five-colored spirits rush in all directions and burst into a loud noise.

This attack, as if the sun, the moon and the stars collided, and the blast of air that was exploded was violent, and the air was soaring, and the whole stone hall trembled violently.

Pedal Pedal Pedal!

The air wave rolled away, Chu Yan's body suddenly fierce and then retreated, and after ten consecutive steps, he reluctantly stood still and raised his head to look at Mo Xie, his face was extremely dignified.

Rumble!

The stone hall trembled violently, as if shaking the mountain, the gravel on the roof of the temple kept falling down.

"This person is definitely not Mo Xie!"

Chu Yan made a judgment subconsciously. If this person is really Mo Xie, these strengths and talents are better than himself. This is absolutely impossible. The only possibility is that this man has taken away Mo Xie ’s physical body, and the spirit is different. people.

Huh!

When Mo Xie saw Chu Yan, he only stepped back a few steps. Suddenly a pair of **** eyes flashed instantly, flashing fiercely, murderous rushed out, suddenly raised his hand, and it was a huge black fist print, smashed hard.

Rumble!

The punches, the void collapsed, and the punch marks, like the giant peaks gathered by the Yin Shaqi, crushed everything, and the immense power of punches, like a mountain crash, attacked Chu Yan.

"who are you!?"

Seeing this fist, Chu Yan suddenly changed his face and shrank his pupils. The combat power of this fist has far surpassed the cultivation of the lower Wu Zunjing strong man. It is definitely not the same evil that Chu Yan knew. for.

You must know that the valley in front of it is named "Soul Valley" by the Black Blood Temple. It is a place specially made of Yin Yin. However, if the other party has a high-rank Yin Yin, the Blood Soul Lord cannot respect him so much. In addition, , Yin Yin has no soul, it is absolutely impossible to speak.

Huge black fist prints rushed, and the entire void was suppressed. They were crushed over towards Chu Yan. For a moment, the power contained in the fist prints seemed to be able to smash the entire world.

call! call!

The violent yin-qi of the sky continued to surge from Mo Xie, and from the moment he was awakened by the blood soul lord, the yin-qi of his body continued to rise slowly, and the power in front of him was obvious. Not yet reached its peak.

Chu Yan was shocked, but did not expect that there was such a strong black blood temple in this Valley of Spirits.

"The Promise of Promise, Promise Promise!"

Haotian sword is in hand, Chu Yan draws his sword towards each other, one sword is cut out, Jian Guang straightly meets Mo Xie's fist seal.

The five-colored silver sword lingering around with the power of Hao Tianjian's magical soldiers slammed into the black fist prints of mountains.

Huh!

The situation of Jianmang and Fist Seals burst into a loud noise, as if two pieces of hard metal were sounding a deafening sound, echoing the whole stone hall, causing the whole stone hall to tremble violently.

Huh!

This time, Chu Yan's body was instantly repelled, bringing out a black afterimage, and she was bombarded with hundreds of steps ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ to stabilize her body, while the other side stood before the golden coffin. No moving cents.

"You are not Mo Xie, who are you !?"

Chu Yan slowly suppressed the tumbling blood in his body. When looking at the other side, he looked dignified and asked softly.

"My name, Mo Cang!"

The voice was cold, Mo Cang's appearance Mo Cang, the voice had just dropped, and then he punched again.

boom!

Each simple punch is a roar of yin and sorrowful air, and violent power, such as Wanfeng Qianhai, comes straight to Chu Yan.

The power of the fist stamp is one third higher than the previous punch, as if the sky is angry, the power is unmatched!

"Mo Cang!"

Chu Yan stared at the figure in front of the golden coffin, his eyes flickered constantly.

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