[Chapter 2004 The Blood Coffin Trembles]
The next moment, Xuexiang looked up and stared at him and said, “Can I trust you?”
What could Yang Yiyun say about Xuexiang’s question?
He knew what she meant, and he knew how important the Kunpeng egg was to her. When he asked this question, Yang Yiyun knew that Xuexiang had actually agreed.
It was just that she trusted him.
Looking at Xuexiang, Yang Yiyun said seriously, “Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to the Kunpeng egg. Trust the mixed-haired bird.”
When Yang Yiyun spoke, he looked at the God and Demon Bird.
“Yes, yes, yes, I guarantee that nothing will happen. It will only be good for the Kunpeng egg. You don’t understand what the name Kunpeng represents and what it means. You all put your heart at ease. Nothing will happen.” The God and Demon Bird rarely supported Yang Yiyun at this time.
“Okay, do you need my help?”
Xuexiang nodded and asked.
“All of you step aside. This inscription magic array cannot be underestimated. Yang Yiyun, a weak chicken, is enough. It would be bad if there were more people. He will go in with the Kunpeng egg. It will be safe.” The God and Demon Bird said.
…
After all, Xuexiang agreed with Yang Yiyu to use Kunpeng eggs.
But then again, so many people’s lives and worth are here
. If we don’t find a way out and untie this knot, everyone will die, and there’s no need to talk about Kunpeng eggs, so this is the only choice. Of course, Yang Yiyu has no idea how it will be implemented.
Now all we can do is believe what the mixed-haired bird said.
I hope the Kunpeng eggs will work.
After Xuexiang retreated, Yang Yiyu nodded to Ding Heping and others to let them rest assured, and asked everyone to protect themselves. He was going to try to break this inscription magic formation.
Who knows if there will be a strong backlash in a while?
After all, Bian Long’s death just now is still vivid, and it really makes everyone feel scared.
I hope the mixed-haired bird won’t delay things this time.
Yang Yiyun held the Kunpeng egg in his hand and said to the God and Demon Bird squatting on the shoulder mountain: “My life and property are in your hands~”
“You are just a weakling, just go in without worry, I will accompany you, how can you not believe me, you are such a weakling~” The God and Demon Bird cursed.
Yang Yiyun was really depressed when he heard the God and Demon Bird calling him a weakling. When they first met, he had not yet ascended to become an immortal, but this guy called him a weakling.
Now he is in the realm of Hunyuan Daoxian, and the mixed-haired bird still calls him a weakling.
It really made him feel very depressed, and he wanted to curse, but he had no words when he got to his lips.
He was really helpless with the mixed-haired bird, and finally blurted out a sentence: “I won’t bother with you, a mixed-haired bird.”
After saying that, Yang Yiyun walked forward carefully. He was only three steps away from the circular pattern of the inscription magic array.
When the third step was about to be taken, Yang Yiyu stopped and couldn’t help asking the God and Demon Bird: “Just go in like this?”
“Nonsense, of course I’m going to go in directly, otherwise what else do you want? Control the Kunpeng egg? It’s just an egg now, don’t worry about anything else, the Kunpeng egg will naturally show signs when it encounters danger.
This is a creature beyond the Three Realms and Five Elements, it’s not something you, a weak chicken, can imagine. The power of the inscription magic array is awesome, but it can’t do anything to the Kunpeng egg.”
The God and Demon Bird was full of confidence in the Kunpeng egg.
“I really don’t know where you get your confidence from. I, the owner of the Kunpeng egg, don’t have such great confidence.”
Yang Yiyu muttered as he took the last step out.
Indeed, after he and the Kunpeng egg were refined with blood essence, he had already been called the master of Kunpeng, but he knew very little about the Kunpeng egg, but they could only communicate with each other. As
for communication, it was actually far-fetched, almost very little. There was consciousness in the Kunpeng egg, but it recognized Xuexiang and didn’t communicate with him as the owner.
Even now, Yang Yiyun was holding the Kunpeng egg in his hand and walking into the inscription magic array, but he did not feel anything from the consciousness of the Kunpeng egg.
So Yang Yiyun did not know much about the Kunpeng egg. He just had a soul contract with the Kunpeng egg.
Before the Kunpeng egg was born, he estimated that there would be no communication.
…
Facing the inscription magic array, Yang Yiyun was actually full of tension. He really didn’t know if the Kunpeng egg was reliable, or if the words of the mixed-haired bird were reliable?
But at this time, there was really no way.
He made up his mind that if something really happened, he would not hesitate to expose the secret of his Qiankun pot and enter the Qiankun pot as soon as possible.
He didn’t want to be sucked into a dry corpse by the power of the magic array like Bian Long.
The reason why Yang dared to venture here, and he was worried but calm until now, was because he had the Qiankun pot as a trump card.
But the Qiankun Pot is of great importance, and it is his biggest secret. Even if Xuexiang and others know that he has something else, they can only regard it as a treasure.
No one really knows the big secret of the Qiankun Pot. So far, the only one who knows the real secret of the Qiankun Pot is the dead old man Yun Tianxie.
It can even be said that the old man doesn’t know much about the Qiankun Pot, he just knows a general idea.
And isn’t he the same?
In fact, he only knew more than the old man that there was a secret of the Qiankun Palace inside the Qiankun Pot.
The Qiankun Pot was a real treasure. It was
also his biggest trump card, so Yang Yiyu dared to take a gamble.
As for believing that the mixed-haired bird broke into the inscription magic array with the Kunpeng egg, it was also based on this point.
Otherwise, how could Yang take such a risk so easily?
At this moment, he gritted his teeth and stepped into the inscription magic array, thinking that if the Kunpeng egg didn’t work, he would enter the Qiankun Pot and talk about other things.
Anyway, he would not reveal the secret of his Qiankun Pot unless it was absolutely necessary.
“Buzz~”
After stepping into the inscription magic array, a roar sounded.
In the entire inscription magic array, every inscription was bloody…
Yang Yiyu saw a blood light rolling towards him, like a poisonous snake rushing towards him.
Soon, like a flash of lightning, it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, he was like an intruder who broke into the territory of a big monster and was attacked by a group.
One of the biggest feelings was that at this moment he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, with goose bumps all over his body.
And when countless blood lights rose up, he clearly felt a breath that made him feel extremely depressed and wanted to kneel down involuntarily emanating from the blood coffin. The
incomparable pressure directly enveloped him, and it felt like a heavy pressure of 100,000 mountains pressing on his body.
At this moment, his body made a crackling sound and he couldn’t move at all.
Even his consciousness seemed to be suppressed, and his body was numb inside and out.
At this time, his face changed drastically. At this time, let alone doing other things, he couldn’t even think about entering the Qiankun Pot.
What happened in the inscription magic array was completely beyond his expectations.
The blood light instantly shone on him…
“Zizizi~”
He was like a burning oil wax and dry wood, making a sizzling sound.
“It’s over… I’m going to die…”
Yang didn’t even have time to cry in his heart.
In an instant, there was a piercing pain deep into the soul, as if thousands of needles were piercing the body, and even the soul began to feel pain.
Now he understood why Bian Long became a mummy in an instant.
Under such power, who can resist?
First, it was too late, and second, there was something fishy about the blood coffin. The aura it exuded was like a high-level immortal suppressing an ordinary mortal. The threat alone could crush him to death.
What’s more, the power of the inscription magic array plundered the blood of the whole body.
It is obvious that the blood light of the inscription magic array is to absorb the blood to supply the blood coffin.
This magic array is a powerful machine, and the blood coffin is the core.
I’m going to die~
Yang Yiyun had only this thought in his mind.
In an instant, Yang Yiyun felt like a long century had passed, in an unspeakable state of pain.
I was still thinking about hiding in the Qiankun pot to save my life at the critical moment. Haha, I understand now that in front of absolute power, it’s nothing.
The body is suppressed by the powerful force inside and outside, and there is no chance at all.
There is only one way left, and he will follow in Bian Long’s footsteps and become a mummy.
Despair?
Very desperate.
But…
in just a moment, miracles always happen.
“Boom~”
The Kunpeng egg in his hand finally exploded.
From despair to hope.
The mixed-haired bird is still reliable, and the Kunpeng egg is powerful.
Yang’s consciousness can move.
In his eyes, the Kunpeng egg in his hand boomed, and thousands of golden lights burst out.
Under the dazzling golden light, Yang Yiyu subconsciously closed his eyes.
Then he felt his hand lighten.
This startled him again.
What is in his hand?
That’s the Kunpeng egg~
Who took it away?
This was Yang Yiyu’s first reaction.
If there is a problem with the Kunpeng egg, how can he explain to Xuexiang?
Or the Kunpeng egg just exploded, is it okay?
Was it suppressed directly by someone?
Who?
Naturally, he thought of the blood coffin.
In just a moment, Yang Yiyu was sweating all over.
Stimulated and frightened.
But then he felt something was wrong.
Because the golden light was still there, and his whole body could move…
This could only mean that the power of the Kunpeng egg was still there, which meant that Kunpeng was fine.
Or it was not taken away by someone, but the Kunpeng egg flew out by itself and left his palm.
If you knew that the Kunpeng egg was a conscious existence, it was Kunpeng, but it had not hatched.
When he thought of this, Yang Yiyu hurriedly tried to open his eyes to watch.
Dazzling…
It was still bright and golden.
Tears couldn’t help but flow down at this time.
But he opened his eyes and gradually adapted.
Looking at it with both eyes, it was a little blurry at first…
In a golden color, Yang Yiyu saw the blurred scene in his sight.
The Kunpeng egg floated above the blood coffin, and the golden light shone on the blood coffin, or the entire inscription magic array was the light of the Kunpeng egg.
He knew that this was the power of Kunpeng and the power of the Kunpeng egg.
Then Yang Yiyu was finally able to see the whole picture.
Suddenly, he was very happy.
“Boom boom boom”
It was the blood coffin that was shaking constantly.
The Kunpeng egg was suspended above the blood coffin, and the Kunpeng inscriptions on the surface of the whole body were flowing rapidly, which looked like a scene of suppressing the blood coffin. The
blood coffin was also full of blood light at this moment, and it was shaking constantly, as if it wanted to resist, but it was suppressed by the power of the Kunpeng egg and could only tremble.
And there was a wonderful picture. Yang Yiyu found that with each flow of the inscription on the Kunpeng egg, a part of the blood light would be absorbed, and the speed was very fast.
This scene was indeed very strange and full of fun.
The blood coffin inscription magic array was so big in order to absorb the power of other creatures to achieve itself, but now it was plundered by the Kunpeng egg.
It has to be said that this is retribution.
From this point of view, it also reflects the power of the Kunpeng egg.
It was really said by the mixed-haired bird.
What about the devil?
Kunpeng is a creature that can transcend the three realms and five elements.
The current Kunpeng egg is just an egg, but it can suppress the power of the demon god. It is hard for Yang Yiyu to imagine how powerful Kunpeng will be after it hatches out in the future.
He knows that he has made a fortune.
Will the Kunpeng egg, which has absorbed the power of the blood coffin, hatch out in one fell swoop?
Yang Yiyu is really looking forward to this.
“Hehe~ Look, weak chicken, I said that the Kunpeng egg can suppress the blood coffin, it really deserves to be Kunpeng~” The demon bird was very proud at this time.
Yang Yiyu’s mouth twitched, and he did not answer the words of the mixed-haired bird, and continued to stare at the field.
(End of this chapter)
