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    Wu Zu was buried in this coffin. The coffin was extremely heavy, and all kinds of Taoism permeated the surface of the coffin, so that outsiders could not destroy the coffin, so as not to collide with Wu Zu's body.

    Ye Xu lowered his hands and clasped the coffin. Dao rhyme flowed and spread to his arms. The skin of his hands immediately rotted, and the flesh and blood peeled off, revealing the white bones of his hands!

    Dao Yun even began to invade his bones, melted away his bones, and continued to spread upwards along the arm bones, eroding his chest!

    Ye Xu opened the coffin bit by bit, the strength in his hands continued to dissipate, and finally opened the coffin by a thread!

    Inside the coffin, an elder was lifelike. Dao rhyme flowed all over him, and he had a feeling of greatness, as if he might wake up from a deep sleep at any time.

    The clothes are seamless, and heaven and man are perfect.

    He is like a heavenly man, even though he has been dead for an unknown period of time, he still gives people a sense of flawlessness and perfection.

    Click!

    Ye Xu's hands were finally overwhelmed, his bones were all ground by Dao Yun, and the coffin was closed with a bang.

    Ye Xu was devastated, the coffin was lifted just now, allowing him to peek at the figure and face of the ancestor Wu in the coffin.

    It was a familiar face. In the Chunyang Palace in the Jade Tower, he once walked towards him with the white-clothed god king.

    At the beginning, he was limited by his cultivation and thought that the strong man surrounding the white-clothed god king was a witch emperor, but now he finally realized that those strong men were all witch ancestors!

    They are powerful ancestors of witches, gathered together, surrounded by the king in white, surrounded by stars, waiting for Ye Xu to revive them.

    "I have seen all the people in these coffins. How could this be? Could it be that I am really the emperor they said"

    Ye Xu was weak all over, staggered back, and his face became pale: "Impossible! The six realms have been broken, no one can be reincarnated, let alone live to the second life, the emperor of heaven will not succeed, the emperor in the mouth of the white-clothed god king, naturally  Neither"

    "I am who I am, never anyone else!"

    His complexion returned to normal in an instant. At the place where the broken arm was broken, one after another forbidden lines and dao lines spewed out rapidly, intertwined with each other, weaving into bones, flesh, tendons, skin and hairs. His hands recovered quickly, and he did not continue to open other coffins  .

    He didn't need to open it to know that there must be familiar faces in those coffins.

    And the tallest coffin must be the king in white!

    They are buried here. I don't know why these ancestors and kings of witches died.

    Ye Xu frowned deeply. There were all sorts of mysteries in his heart that he couldn't solve. Why did the god king and many ancestors of witches buried here call him Emperor, and said that what you taught me and now I teach you such strange words?  Existence will suddenly die all at once, why is it buried here?

    Why is there a fragment of the root of the world here, and who is it that buried them on the root of the world?

    These doubts may only be answered by the resurrection of these ancestral witches and kings.

    Ye Xu took a long breath, looked around the sacred tree, and saw more than a hundred coffins parked on the big leaves. From time to time, there were lines of Dao rhymes and divine lines overflowing from the coffins, evolving into the avenues of the heavens.  , mysterious and mysterious.

    His eyes fell on the coffin at the highest place, the divine pattern of the white-clothed divine king filled the air, corresponding to the entire Great Sun Chunyang Palace, it seemed that the deceased divine king was still breathing,  Move this shrine!

    Although he is dead, he is still the master of this Great Sun Pure Yang Palace.

    Feng Suiyun got up and came to his side, surprised and said: "Brother Ye, this big tree seems to be a branch, otherwise it would not only have these few branches and leaves."

    Ye Xu nodded. He had already recognized that this big tree was like jade, and it should be a branch broken off from the so-called "Root of the World", which was used to support the coffins of the ancestors of witches and gods.

    The root of the world should be a jade tree, which should not be much different from the jade tree in his jade tower. Emperor Di Ku cut off a branch and handed it to Emperor Tang. It grew into a later building tree, which was built into the Tongtian Tower by Emperor Zhou.  When the road to heaven was opened, it was lost in the hands of Wu Luo Patriarch.

    Today, the trunk of Jianmu is still in the hands of Wu Luo Patriarch, but compared with the giant tree in front of him, the trunk of Jianmu is inferior.

    Who knows who broke off the branches of this jade tree and became the cemetery of many ancestors and gods. It is stronger and more magical than Jianmu. Its surface is covered with dao patterns, dao rhymes, and divine patterns.  , formed into stripes and ???, you have been beaten to death by Feng Suiyun, you have become a loner!  "

    Prince Lingxiao's heart trembled, he looked at Feng Suiyun, and sneered: "Feng Suiyun, I didn't expect you to hide everything, you can kill my twelve guards, your cultivation is not weak, you can barely be regarded as my opponent  , I will personally execute you later! Pull out your bones inhumanely one by one, listen to your cries for father and mother, and then use a blunt knife to chop you up piece by piece!"

    Feng Suiyun couldn't help having a cold war, secretly feeling bad luck in his heart.

    "Prince Lingxiao, this is not your Chunyang Palace. If you want to monopolize the treasures here, I'm afraid it's not right?" Another son of God strode up, saw the jade tree, his eyes lit up, and he sneered.

    "Ling Xiao, there are not only the Great Sun God King, but also other God Kings in this world, and you are not the only God Son, there are other God Sons. With us, you have to weigh it." Another God Son laughed.

    At the same time, Fu Xilai also came to this place quietly, kept walking around, and quietly set up a series of patterns of prohibition, blending into the void, and sealing off this place.

    When the sound of the piano came, another young girl approached, with a guqin on top of her head, no one played it to sing, and it turned into many lines and marks. There was even a long and narrow ribbon wrapped around her.  Tao rhyme collected in.

    The sound of iron horses and golden swords came, Ba Wushen strode into this place with his head held high, and he also collected a Taoist rhyme, and his cultivation and strength have made great progress!

    Many sons of gods came together to fight against Prince Ling Xiao.

    The corners of Prince Ling Xiao's eyes trembled. Although he was the strongest among the many god sons, if he fell into the siege of many god sons, he might not be able to please him.

    "Everyone, I just want the divine coffin at the top of this jade tree. As long as you don't fight with me, everyone will live in peace. If anyone fights with me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

    Prince Ling Xiao's eyes were full of murderous intent, he took a step back, and said with a sneer: "This is my bottom line, if anyone touches my bottom line, even if you have a large number of people, I will have to kill you!"

    He made a concession, and many god sons couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, Prince Ling Xiao is the number one expert among them, and if he tries his best, no one can please him.

    "I want the coffin with the soldier pattern!" God Bawu strode forward, his eyes were fierce, and he glanced at one of the coffins of the ancestral witch.

    "I want the coffin of music theory." The girl with the guqin on her head stepped forward and said.

    "I want the coffin with the phoenix pattern"

    But in a short while, many coffins were divided up by many gods and masters who rushed in. Everyone strode forward, and suddenly they only heard an indifferent voice from the top of the tree.

    "If you don't want to die, get out!"

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