Chapter 4339 (1/2)

This light, pressed down against the primitive gods.

Roar!

The primitive gods roared and struggled, as if to break through the repression of light and rush out of the copper coffin.

However, the light was so strong that no matter how the primitive gods impacted, they would not move, but continue to press down.

The primitive gods seemed unable to bear it and was slowly pressed back into the copper coffin.

At first the head, then the arms, slowly returned to the copper coffin, disappeared.

”This...”

Lu Ming and Ye Ling were stunned.

Lu Ming, in particular, was shocked.

He knew how powerful this primitive God was.

It was a primitive Deity at the level of ”master God”. It was equivalent to the existence of the original state. It was once inseparable from the Heavenly Master of the heavenly palace.

Such a powerful existence, was actually a ray of light, directly pressed back into the copper coffin, even out of the can not come out.

This light, too terrible.

Is this the rule of taishangxian city?

On the second floor of the immortal city, no one above the God Emperor was allowed to enter. Sure enough, this primitive God could not come out of the copper coffin.

Sissi...

after seeing the primitive gods disappear, those ghosts who cross the river cry again, showing a cold light in their eyes, and then rush to Lu Ming and Ye Ling.

”This time, trouble!”

A thought flashed through Lu Ming's mind.

Even the copper coffin has lost its function. He has no other means to deal with the current situation.

If you rely on your own strength, you will die in the face of these ghosts.

”Ye Ling, do your best

Lu Mingdao.

”Well, do your best.”

Ye Ling nodded.

They are not easy to admit defeat, easily admit their fate, even if they know that they are not the enemy, but also to fight.

In a great war, falling down in the battle is the destination of the practitioner, not the cowardly death.

But at this time, things changed again.

At the moment, in the copper coffin, the breath of primitive gods suddenly disappeared, but there was another breath immediately.

A new breath, a breath that Lu Ming never felt.

To the surprise of Lu Ming and Ye Ling, this breath is actually similar to the light that suppressed the primitive gods before.

The same supreme, the same eternal immortality, mystery can not be guessed.

As soon as the breath blows, it diffuses in all directions.

The body of the eight ghosts suddenly stiffened and trembled with fear in their eyes.

A few shrieks, the eight ghosts, turned around and ran away, disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lu Ming and Ye Ling are stunned.

Especially Ye Ling, her mouth is open enough to put a goose egg.

”Lu... Lu Ming, what else is there in your bronze coffin besides a primitive deity?”

Ye Ling asked.

In the copper coffin, there is a terrible primitive God, which has shocked Ye Ling. However, there seems to be something more mysterious and terrible in it, which is hard to guess.

Just a breath makes the eight ghosts disappear.

”I... I don't know!”

Lu Ming shakes his head.