Chapter 1740： The Nine Dragon Coffin was born! (1/2)
Under this breath.
Almost everyone suffers from chest tightness, shortness of breath, and discomfort.
”This breath is estimated to have exceeded the Jiudu level, and it is very likely that it is the existence of Zhuan too junior!”
Su Lang frowned slightly, ”Is this the level of the Nine Dragon Coffin!”
He squinted at the spiral funnel in the sky.
That majestic breath became more and more terrifying, shaking the world, as if to crush the entire exile!
”It's coming up!”
”The Nine Dragon Coffin is out!!”
”Hahaha, the coffin of Kowloon, I can see the coffin of Kowloon!”
”...”
Countless strong men temporarily stopped fighting and looked up to the sky, their faces full of excitement.
The land of exile is in the west.
Where the Leiyin Temple is located, countless splendid temples have been turned into ruins.
Even the extremely tall continuous snow-capped mountains collapsed countless.
A famous monk stood in the sky, looking up at the golden and black whirlpool.
An invading powerhouse around him also stopped his hands, his face was full of horror.
In the land of exile.
Chang Henzi and the two subordinates looked at the scene in the sky through a broken mirror, feeling the breath between heaven and earth, their faces were full of bitter resentment and unwillingness.
The land of exile is in the south.
In the battlefields not far from the Jiexuetian station.
Yuqing, Xinzheng monk, Bi Yelin, Mo Lu, and other strong men also distanced themselves from their opponents, and their eyes toward the sky were full of surprise and excitement.
The sky above the station where the Supreme Nine Qing Palace has been erased.
Feng Ziyu and Zhan Taiqing stood opposite each other, looking up at the sky.
At this time, Feng Ziyu has revealed his true appearance.
He has a black armor and white hair all his life, and a face is as sculpted as a sculptural line, with distinct features.
His weapon is a seven-duration-class short-handled broadsword, with the dragon's mouth spitting out the blade, surrounded by endless twisting power.
The other side.
Zhan Taiqing, who was originally as thin as a wood, became much younger now.
Not only the skin regained its luster, but the figure became straight and magnificent, like a middle-aged tough guy who has experienced countless winds and frosts.
In his left hand, there is a chessboard floating on it, which is covered with chess pieces, which is the chessboard immediately.