The resurrection of the ancient corpse crushed into powder is no different from before.


    This makes Ye Zichuan''s eyebrows slightly pick.


    He didn''t feel the fluctuation of the power of the rules, and these ancient corpses revived, which surprised him.


    What do these guys live on.


    On the other side, the remaining three ancient corpses also shot, aiming at Qingxuan and Li Changye.


    Qingxuan''s accomplishments are unfathomable, and he is definitely a strong man at the prefecture level. These ancient corpses can''t get any advantage in his hands, so they can be easily smashed.


    But it''s difficult because of the constant resurrection.


    It was Li Changye who surprised Ye Zichuan.


    Like him, Li Changye walked out of another road, but it was obvious that this road was just the beginning, and his realm cultivation was not enough.


    At present, the specific realm is not known, but his physical body is no worse than the God of creation.


    So when Li Changye was dealing with an ancient corpse, he seemed to have some difficulty.


    It''s just that his skin is thick and hard to break.


    Dong!


    Dong!


    A strong voice burst out.


    It''s like something huge is stepping on people''s heart every step of the way, which makes people''s heart almost burst.


    At the same time, there is a strong and incomparable atmosphere.


    Dark, cold, cold, as if from the nine you out of the same, with endless death, came to the world.


    "It''s him! It''s him Qingxuan''s face became ugly.


    Finally, ye Zichuan saw clearly.


    It was a figure like a demon, more than three feet tall, standing like a giant between heaven and earth.


    The rolling dead air moved with his steps, swept the sky, countless debris were submerged, instantly turned into dust.


    "Serve my lord..."


    "Deprive all souls..."


    Ancient sounds, like murmurs, like balderdash, reverberate between heaven and earth. The faint sound accompanied by a special rhythm makes people creepy.


    Close, finally can see, in that such as iron tower general body, winding a lot of chains.


    Behind him, however, was a huge coffin.


    The chain tied the demon together with the coffin.


    It was like a mythical scene that shocked the audience.


    "Who is he?" Ye Zichuan asked in a deep voice.


    According to Qingxuan''s voice just now, he seems to know what it is.


    Qingxuan looked at the huge figure and said, "this is the man carrying the coffin!"


    "The coffin bearer?"


    "Yes, he walks here all the year round. It''s like he''s lost in this world. He looks like he''s dead, but he has his own consciousness, and he''s talking about something all the time. He''s walking around with a coffin on his back." Qingxuan''s face was solemn.


    "What''s in the coffin?" Ye Zichuan asked again.


    "I don''t know, but maybe it''s an important person. It should be very important to this creature."


    This is like a kind of obsession, deeply rooted in the heart of the huge figure, even if he died, but this obsession has never been dispersed.


    So he carried the coffin and walked all the time. After thousands of years, the world became more and more broken, but he was still beating.


    It''s like he''s looking for something, such as the ghost of hell, where he goes, all the life is destroyed.


    Dong! Dong!


    Heavy footsteps, each step is firm and incomparable, with a rhythm, not urgent and not slow.


    Suddenly, he stopped.


    The shadow shrouded in the black fog stopped, and then a pair of eyes opened.


    It was a pair of bloody eyes, shooting out from the black fog.


    The three men were closely watched.


    "Deprive... Serve..."


    The ancient voice from his mouth, like a curse, like a kind of balderdash.


    After hearing this, the four generals moved again.


    The battle dagger cuts through the void, the sword cuts out the sky shaking sword awn, the unparalleled sword light tears open the sky, the Dragon spear sends out the eternal sound, a little cold and piercing.


    "Sure!"


    Light words sound, void solidification, everything is static.


    "Broken!"


    Ye Zichuan once again spits out a word sound, the void smashes, four ancient corpses are smashed in an instant, and turn into powder.


    And in this silence, the sound of footsteps sounded again.


    In the forbidden void, the figure of the demon God seemed unrestricted and came straight here.


    Looking at him coming over, ye Zichuan''s eyes slightly coagulated.


    What a strange corpse.


    "Deprive..."


    The old voice came out again, and with the rolling black fog, it was submerged again.


    This special creature, obviously dead, but it seems to have life, has been walking.


    His existence, like beyond the boundaries of life and death, beyond the rules, like wandering in the world of the devil and the undead.


    Strange power swept open, let a few people look changed.


    They feel that the blood in their body is surging, as if they are going to leave the body, and their vitality will be deprived.


    "Life is passing away!" Li Changye''s face changed, his flesh and blood gradually shriveled down, and the boundless life essence in his body was passing away.


    Boom!


    Tall figure shot, a huge fist from the black fog hit out, the blink of an eye to the front.


    Looking at the fist in his eyes, Li Changye''s blood surged and his whole body began to glow. In his body, it was like a piece of gorgeous Galaxy revived, and the little spiritual light was like stars, all of which were lit up at this time.


    Flesh and blood are stars, skeletonized rivers of stars, and a universe awakens and evolves in him.


    Seeing this scene, ye Zichuan was a little surprised.


    Although he knew that Li Changye had made another way to study the body, he didn''t know exactly what it was.


    And now seeing this scene, he understood a little.


    The human body itself is a small universe. Li Changye wants to melt the universe with his own body and evolve the universe.


    He wants to be sanctified!


    He is indeed very strong. In terms of the flesh, he is no worse than the creator.


    But it''s obvious that this demon with a coffin on his back is more terrible.


    Ye Zichuan came to the back of the man carrying the coffin like a blink, and punched the black coffin.


    Between lightning and flint, the coffin bearer turned around at an unimaginable speed, and their fists collided like this.


    Boom!


    A roar, deafening, as a comet hit the earth, the wave of destruction exploded, so that debris thousands of miles away were shattered.


    Ye Zichuan''s fists, completely shrunk down, dry as ghost claws.


    This scene made him feel bad, the erosive force is everywhere, always playing a role.


    "Deprive..."


    "Destroy..."


    There was another sound from the people carrying the coffin, and behind him, the huge black coffin rattled like the lid of the coffin was about to be opened.


    It seems that something is coming out!