Chapter 463: Auction hanging coffin! Shock everyone!

Chapter 463 Auction of the hanging coffin! Shock everyone!

Chaos surges.

Boundless.

An ancient and dilapidated huge bone ship appeared in the depths of chaos, lying across the place. It was boundless and majestic, tens of thousands of meters in length, and exuded an ancient and long-lasting aura of vicissitudes.

At this moment.

Outside this huge bone ship, human figures flickered and shadowed.

Many strong men appeared one after another. The aura around them was suppressed and almost imperceptible. They stood in the distance and looked at this huge bone ship.

Each figure is as blurry as if there is a small world separated from the body.

The bodies of Yang Fang and Kurong Divine Monk finally appeared here, looking around.

“It looks like there are a lot of people coming.”

Yang Fang’s eyes flashed.

"That huge bone ship is where the hanging coffin of the Immortal Tomb is located. The identity of the owner of the ship is mysterious. Many people once paid attention to this bone ship, but in the end they were suppressed by the owner of the ship. Over time, it became No one dares to mess around anymore.”

Kurong Divine Monk pointed at the bone boat in front and said.

"oh?"

Yang Fang forgot about the past as he headed towards the huge bone ship. He saw that the depths of the bone ship were vague and extremely mysterious, and even his [Third Eye] divine seed could not see through it.

This place of chaos is simply extremely weird.

【天目】The divine seeds have failed one after another, which was something that rarely happened in the past.

 Yang Fang quickly retracted his gaze and looked in other directions.

He could clearly feel that the Dao Tu fragments on his body were rustling, and the originally weak connection was becoming stronger.

At least three Taoist diagram fragments have already generated reactions. At the same time, a series of obscure and secretive eyes fell on him from a distance, bringing about the slightest suspicion.

Obviously, those who had obtained the Dao Tu fragments before also rushed here.

Through the mutual induction between the incomplete Dao diagrams, they also discovered the existence of Yang Fang.

Yang Fang was scanning when suddenly, his eyes fixed on a figure.

“It’s him, isn’t he that person?”

He transmitted the message to the divine monk Kurong.

Divine Monk Kurong showed doubts, looked back, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He said through a message: "Yes, it is that person, Divine Lord Donglin. He also has another identity, Old Taoist Guixu!"

This is what they are going to deal with this time.

At the same time, he was also the master of the big golden hand who plotted against Yang Fang several times and almost forced Yang Fang to death.

I saw the opponent's body very blurry, standing in the distance, very tall, looking up at the huge bone ship.

Beside him, there were two other people, both of whom were also shrouded in mist.

“This guy is really good at hiding.”

Yang Fang whispered.

“Donor Yang, wait a minute. It is strictly forbidden to do anything in this area. It will offend the people in the bone boat. It’s better to wait a while.”

Kurong Divine Monk spoke.

Yang Fang frowned and looked at the bone boat again. He thought about it and had to stop.

His eyes continued to gaze around.

Soon, his eyes flashed again, and he spotted a familiar figure.

The woman in the white dress from before!

The Ice King’s sister!

She came over too.

The woman in the white dress also noticed Yang Fang at this moment. She glanced at Yang Fang with a pair of cold eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and revealed a sarcastic smile.

Yang Fang felt indifferent and immediately withdrew his gaze, not looking any further.

If this woman is really looking for death, he won't mind sending her on her way.

As time went by, the figures around him shook, and more and more strong men emerged, shadowy and mysterious, and everyone's aura was unusually restrained.

A while more passed.

Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums was heard in the distance. It was extremely lively and echoed in the area, like a band approaching.

Many people looked back one after another, showing surprise and fear.

Many people quickly backed up and dodged to both sides, as if they were afraid of offending each other.

Yang Fang couldn't help but look back.

I saw a lot of strange-looking figures walking quickly from a distance, each holding a trumpet, suona, and snare drum in their hands, playing and singing along the way, making a lot of noise.

Each of these figures is extremely fat, with dark skin, ugly faces, and a body like a water tank, with short limbs and thick waist and abdomen. They are running quickly.

In the middle of them, a sedan chair was carried.

Sitting on the sedan chair was a fatter figure, with layers of fat all over his body, going around seven or eight times in circles.

His eyes are small and his body is huge. He is seven or eight meters tall, like a thick mountain of meat. He is sitting on the sedan chair, clapped his hands, showing a look of intoxication on his face.

“Chaos Gods.”

The face of Kurong Divine Monk changed slightly, and he sent a message to Yang Fang, saying: "Donor Yang, this is the Chaos God Clan. They were born in chaos, and their physiques are very different from normal. Their bodies and souls are far more powerful than warriors of the same realm. Because he is so powerful, his whole body is almost indestructible and extremely difficult to deal with."

“It’s really extraordinary.”

Yang Fang whispered.

Even if you just look at them from a distance, you can feel the strong power of these fat guys. Power seems to be gushing out from their pores all the time.

Suddenly!

The Donglin Divine Lord smiled, led the two people around him, and walked directly towards the group of Chaos Gods, chatting with the Chaos Gods on the sedan, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

“Does he know these Chaos Gods?”

Yang Fang’s eyes turned cold.

"If the Chaos Gods intervene, it may be difficult for us to suppress them."

Kurong Divine Monk whispered.

Yang Fang continued to watch all this without saying a word.

Dang!

Suddenly, a deafening metallic sound came from the direction of the huge bone ship, sweeping in all directions and spreading for dozens of miles.

Suddenly, everyone here's expressions changed. They all looked back and set their sights on the bone ship.

On the deck of the bone ship, an old man wearing a black robe and a small body, only about 1.5 meters tall, walked out tremblingly. With a thick smile on his face, he looked at everyone.

“Welcome everyone to participate in the hanging coffin at the Immortal Tomb.”

His voice was sharp and full of laughter, reaching everyone's ears.

Then I saw a strange black light extending from the bone boat, quickly stretched, and directly turned into a long passage.

Suddenly, many people began to take the lead and quickly entered the bone ship along the passage.

The remaining figures did not dare to lag behind and rushed past quickly.

Yang Fang and Divine Monk Kurong also stepped onto the passage and entered the bone boat.

In front of the vast deck, there were already thick coffins standing there. They were mysterious, shrouded in the glow, and filled with a depressing atmosphere.

These coffins are not placed sideways.

Rather, it stands upright, like a giant sword, thrust into the sky.

Each coffin is seven or eight meters high, giving people a great mental oppression.

“There are more hanging coffins this time than last time, more than thirty!”

“Last time I remember, there were only eighteen.”

Many people started talking quickly, their eyes falling on the coffin in front of them, and they were amazed.

“Hey hey hey…”

Suddenly, bursts of strange laughter sounded.

I saw that the Chaos God Clan who was sitting on the sedan before had already stepped over, grinned, showed an extremely ugly smile, and said in a loud voice: "With more than thirty hanging coffins, I really don't know what can be done this time." I can’t wait to see what goodies come out.”

"If the Eighth Prince wants to know, there's nothing difficult about it. As long as he wants to see it, he can see it at any time."

The Donglin Shenjun next to him said with a smile.

"Really? I'm afraid that the competition this time is huge, and many people are unwilling to give me this face."

The fat Chaos God Clan smiled and glanced at everyone with his narrow eyes, full of complete oppression.

"The Eighth Prince is joking. If you speak in person, who dares to compete with you?"

Shenjun Donglin continued to smile.

The expressions of many people changed quickly.

not good!

From what this Chaos God Clan means, does he want to take all the hanging coffins as his own?

Once the other party intervenes forcefully, the trouble will be big.

“Hahaha, it’s strange that I can encounter the hanging coffin in the Immortal Tomb again after so many years. I also want to come and take a look.”

Suddenly, a hoarse and rough female laughter sounded, echoing throughout the entire deck.

An invisible oppressive aura came over quickly.

Everyone quickly looked back, suddenly showing surprise.

I saw this was a tall, extremely fat woman, as tall as seven or eight meters, like a human body, taller and stronger than the eighth prince of the Chaos God Clan.

When he started walking, his body was filled with waves, his footsteps were extremely heavy, and he made a rumbling sound.

“Little bastard, you’re blocking me.”

This fat woman, with a ferocious smile on her face, looked down at the dumbfounded figure in front of her, reached out a palm, grabbed his head, and threw it away.

With a loud bang, the figure screamed in surprise and was thrown hundreds of meters away by him on the spot, without any resistance at all.

Suddenly, everyone around him quickly retreated, and their hair stood on end.

“It’s him, Taikoo Moyue!”

“She is the ancient demon mountain, why is she here!”

“The invincible Ancient Demon Mountain!”

ˆ···

Taikou Magic Mountain!

Yang Fang was also startled and stared at the fat woman who was seven or eight meters tall.

 No wonder he felt an extremely familiar aura from the other person as soon as he appeared.

It’s actually her!

This ancient magic mountain also went straight to the hanging coffin.

“The Ancient Demonic Mountain?”

The eighth prince of the Chaos tribe frowned and stared at the unusually plump woman. His eyes flashed and his heart quickly surged. He didn't know what he was thinking.

But soon, a big smile appeared on his face and he stopped looking any further.

The ancient magic mountain walked all the way, with a smile on its face, and walked straight to the front of the crowd. Its towering body contained full oppression and blocked the place directly.

Everyone around him felt numb and did not dare to move forward.

I saw the thin and mysterious old man in black robes, with a smile on his face, slowly walking over from one side.

“Everyone, once in eight thousand years, we meet again. This time the tomb of the immortals split open, revealing a total of thirty-two hanging coffins. They will be auctioned today. The one with the highest price will get it!”

The mysterious old man smiled, patted the first coffin gently, and said with a smile: "Now the first coffin is being auctioned, everyone, please start."

The crowd suddenly looked at each other and hesitated quickly.

Now that the Ancient Demon Mountain is blocking the front, they really don't dare to auction.

 out out out offendingthisprimordial demon andbeing hunted by him would be a huge problem.

but!

Obviously not everyone is afraid of the ancient demonic mountain.

After a moment of silence, someone still started bidding.

“I’ll give you a piece of Chaos Raw Stone, three bottles of Heavenly Dragon True Blood, and three drops of Heavenly Divine Marrow.”

A hoarse voice sounded.

Most people looked back.

The person who spoke was a dark figure, covered by thick robes, making it difficult to see the lineup clearly. He stood in the corner, extremely inconspicuous.

Everyone frowned, wondering who this person was.

Only Yang Fang showed doubts and directly sensed bursts of familiar aura from the other party.

He stared and looked at it carefully.

The more I looked at him, the more I felt that the other person seemed unusually familiar.

He activated his [Third Eye] divine seed and looked at the other party.

I saw that the dark image of the dark man was average. A pair of dark eyes directly looked at Yang Fang's side, and the eyes of Yang Fang looked at each other in the air.

"It's him!"

Yang Fang felt as if lightning flashed across his heart, and he instantly remembered who the other person was.

At the beginning, a super demon king escaped from trouble in the underground of Kamura.

Even the Sword Demon's Nine Nether Figures were not mastered to death.

The other party then disappeared directly.

Now it appears here.

This time it is really a gathering of demons.

The dark figure said nothing. After glancing at Yang Fang, he withdrew his gaze and continued to look toward the front.

“Hey hey hey, very good, is there anyone willing to continue to increase the price?”

The thin old man smiled.

Everyone was silent for a while, no one was moved.

There are enough hanging coffins anyway, so there is no need to rush up and grab them. First, check the details of the other party.

“Since no one continues to increase the price, the first hanging coffin belongs to this person.”

The skinny old man had a rich smile on his face and chuckled: "Now let's see what is contained in our first hanging coffin, shall we?"

He reached out a skinny palm and patted it directly on the hanging coffin.

boom! boom!

Click!

Light emerged from the surface of the hanging coffin, and numerous cracks began to appear. They were densely packed, and then suddenly collapsed, leaving a huge hole.

A withered yellow ancient book quickly flew out from this opening, filled with a deep and ancient atmosphere. It seemed that just one glance made people feel boundless and vast, just like the evolution of a book. All things in the world.

“Book of Taoism, is this the rumored book of Taoism?”

Some people exclaimed and recognized the two ancient characters on the cover of the ancient book.

Yang Fang also flashed his eyes and saw the two ancient characters on the cover.

The strange thing is that he clearly didn't recognize these two ancient characters, but a kind of mental fluctuation came out and poured into his mind.

“Is it a book of Taoism, one of the nine heavenly books in the mythical period?”

Kurong Divine Monk's face was shocked and seemed extremely unbelievable.

In the ancient times of gods, there were countless strong men who pursued everything in the mythical age, but even if they tried to find this book of Taoism, they could not find it.

The result is always in the Immortal Tomb.

It is said that if you practice any of the Nine Heavenly Books, you can transcend the world and uncover the real secrets of this world.

“Book of Tao!”

The black figure murmured to himself and said hoarsely: "Very good, give it to me!"

"This guest officer is really lucky, but...it's a pity that the number of frames is only half of this Taoist book."

The thin old man looked at the ancient book in his hand and chuckled.

"half?"

The black figure frowned, and the aura surged from his body.

The ancient book flew over quickly and was directly grasped by him.

He quickly opened the ancient book, glanced around, and his face quickly darkened.

Sure enough, it’s only half!

The thin old man continued to let out a harsh laugh, and slowly moved his body into the second towering coffin. He said with a smile: "Now the second hanging coffin will continue to be auctioned. The one with the highest bid will get it. Let's start."

The crowd was stirring again, and there was a lot of discussion.

The first hanging coffin revealed a unique treasure such as half a Taoist book. It is hard not to be moved by the subsequent hanging coffins.

“I will give you a bottle of Luoyue Essence and three Ji Dao Divine Pills in exchange for the second hanging coffin.”

Suddenly, the woman in a white dress spoke coldly, with long hair like a waterfall and a cold temperament.

“Hey, does anyone continue to increase the price?”

The thin old man said with a hearty smile.

Everyone fell silent again.

Soon the thin old man stretched out his palm and began to pat the second hanging coffin gently, followed by a series of clicking sounds.

Light surged on the hanging coffin, and cracks appeared.

Soon a black spar appeared. The entire spar was pitch black and eerie, shimmering with black light, and there seemed to be ghosts wailing on the surface.

As soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of everyone present.

“Hell Magic Stone!”

“It’s actually a **** magic stone!”

Many people whispered.

"According to legend, the Hell Demon Stone is extremely mysterious. It was formed by more than thirty ancient great masters who died in the same place. Their yin energy and resentment persisted, and it took tens of millions of years to form a strange demon stone. There is a demon fetus within the demon stone. Anyone who refines the demon fetus is equivalent to having an immortal incarnation outside the body. He can master the demonic energy of the netherworld and master all kinds of demonic techniques without a teacher."

Kurong Divine Monk spoke.

Yang Fang’s eyes flashed with surprise.

There are indeed many secrets hidden in this world.

Going out for a trip greatly broadened his horizons.

The things I knew before were pitiful compared to what I know now.

“Very good, I just need an external avatar.”

The woman in the white dress smiled and walked forward.

“Quack, quack, the auction for the third hanging coffin has begun.”

After the thin old man handed over the Hell Magic Stone, he soon let out a harsh laugh.

The crowd could no longer sit still and began to bid rapidly. It was fierce and fierce.

Everyone has seen the peerless treasures contained in the hanging coffin, and they are unwilling to give up. Even if they offend the Ancient Demon Mountain and the group of Chaos Gods, they still have to take the risk.

If they don't fight for this treasure, they will regret it for the rest of their lives.

“Hey, hey, hey, grab it, grab everyone, I want to see what you can grab?”

The fat Prince Badai crossed his arms and looked at everything with a sinister smile.

Taikou Moyue stood silently without saying a word.

The third coffin was quickly bought at a high price.

The thin old man chuckled and clapped his palms on the coffin. A dazzling ball of light emerged directly from the coffin. It was like a living thing, constantly twisting and changing, attracting everyone's attention.

When the light of this light group was completely restrained, the shape of the light group suddenly turned into an eyeball, showing a transparent color, like crystal, mysterious and unpredictable.

"This is···"

“An eye?”

“What kind of creature’s eyes are these?”

Many people were surprised.

Even Divine Monk Kurong frowned and was puzzled. He had never seen such a thing before.

"Gaga, it seems that you are really lucky. You can also get the rumored Eyes of the Emperor of Heaven. What a blessing, a great blessing."

The thin old man let out a harsh laugh.

“The Eye of the Emperor of Heaven!”

“The Emperor of Heaven in the Age of Mythology?”

"How can it be?"

Many people immediately exclaimed.

For all the ancient great powers, the age of mythology is definitely an ancient era with heavy fog and many legends. It is said that the stars in that era were bright and the powerful were like clouds, which was very different from the age of ancient gods they lived in before.

Even the so-called gods are the flesh and blood of the strong men from the mythical age...

The Emperor of Heaven is one of the most supreme figures in the age of mythology.

This transparent eyeball actually belongs to the Emperor of Heaven.

The figure who took the photo of the third hanging coffin suddenly became extremely excited and breathed rapidly. He quickly ran over, handed everything in his hand to the thin old man, took the Eye of the Emperor of Heaven, and then turned around without stopping. Then he left and quickly rushed into the distance.

This thing is too valuable! Too scary!

Hold it in your hand and it’s hard not to be noticed.

He would stop as soon as he saw a good move, and would not dare to stay a step longer.

“The Eyes of the Emperor of Heaven...hehehehe...”

The fat prince showed a rich smile and glanced at the people around him.

Several people around him immediately closed their heads gently and quickly left the place.

At the same time, several figures flashed past in other directions and quickly disappeared.

The Ice Emperor's sister had cold eyes. She glanced back, sneered, and disappeared in a flash.

“Money and silk move people’s hearts, no matter what time it is.”

Yang Xingxin said to himself calmly.

Then he looked at the remaining coffins again, his eyes flashing.

These hanging coffins are really weird!

He also wanted to open a few and try them out.

“Quack, quack, the fourth hanging coffin is officially auctioned.”

The thin old man laughed with a sharp voice.

Suddenly everyone was breathing rapidly, looked at the coffins again, and started bidding quickly.

“I will give you the essence of an ancient magic stone.”

Suddenly, Taikoo Moyue, who was standing at the front, spoke with a cold tone.

Suddenly, everyone's expressions changed slightly, their voices suddenly stopped, and they all looked at the ancient magic mountain.

The other party finally made a bid.

In front of her, few people dared to be arrogant.

In the early days of the ancient gods, the opponent had already killed the God King!

If you dare to fight with her, you may lose your life.

Many people's eyes changed, and they quickly looked at the Eighth Prince of the Chaos God Clan not far away, hoping that the Eighth Prince would stand up and fight with the Ancient Demon Mountain.

This way they can make a profit.

However!

The eighth prince of the Chaos God Clan had a rich smile on his face, folded his hands, and was not moved at all.

It’s as if you didn’t see it at all.

“Open the coffin.”

Taikoo Moyue spoke coldly.

The thin old man was very surprised. He looked deeply at the Ancient Demon Mountain, then smiled and patted the surface of the fourth coffin gently with his skinny palm.

Click!

A series of fine cracks erupted, and the entire coffin emerged with light and quickly shattered.

Suddenly, a ferocious and terrifying aura emerged directly from the coffin. It was eerie and terrifying, permeating the place, causing most people's expressions to change instantly.

"Roar!"

A terrifying roar came out, and the breath of death hit his face.

I saw an extremely ferocious and huge demonic figure emerging directly from the coffin. It had a terrifying aura, stretched out its claws, and came up to tear apart the body of Taikoo Moyue.

“Mythical Ancient Corpse!”

“An ancient corpse from the mythical era was actually opened!”

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Dang! clang!

However, the huge demonic shadow stretched out its hands and tore at the Ancient Demon Mountain without causing any splash at all, as if it hit an ancient sky pillar.

Taikou Moyue's body remained motionless and unmoved at all.

“Hey hey hey…”

Taikou Moyue had a ferocious smile on his face, looking down at the huge demonic figure as if he were looking at a young child.

The huge demonic figure felt something bad. He roared, brought up a terrifying demonic aura of death, turned around and walked away, about to disappear in this area.

 

Just as his body was about to escape, dozens of thick chains suddenly emerged from Taikoo Moyue's body and whizzed past, directly tying up the huge demonic figure.

The huge demonic shadow roared, its eyes turned red, and it quickly turned around again, quickly tearing away towards the Ancient Demon Mountain.

However, as soon as he made the save this time, everyone felt a terrifying wave of air explode in front of their eyes, making everyone's scalp numb with shock.

An extremely huge mountain shadow flashed in front of the eyes. The next moment, the mythical ancient corpse exploded on the spot, and its flesh and blood were torn apart, without even a chance to regroup.

Even the space in front of me seemed to have exploded.

In a blink of an eye, everything returned to normal.

The figure of Taikoo Moyue is still standing quietly on the spot, with a rich smile on his face, and his body is seven or eight meters tall, as if he has not moved at all.

“Hehehehe, go on, I want the fifth hanging coffin too.”

She said with a strange smile.

Everyone's scalp was numb and their hearts were awe-inspiring.

Taikou Magic Mountain!

It’s really terrible.

Such a mythical ancient corpse was easily killed by her. It was indeed a taboo existence from ancient times!

“Her strength has become stronger, and it seems that she has recovered a lot during this period.”

Yang Fang frowned.

When he fought with Taikoo Moyue before, the opponent was not so perverted.

The auction will begin soon.

The next fifth, sixth, seventh... one hanging coffin was opened one after another.

Every hanging coffin is opened, causing everyone to exclaim. There are various treasures, and there are also many huge dangers, but any dangers that appear are insignificant to the Ancient Demon Mountain.

All kinds of attacks hit her, but they couldn't hurt her at all.

Her defense is almost the best in all time.

More than a dozen coffins were opened in succession, causing an uproar among the people.

“Eight Prince, would you like to open one too?”

The Lord Donglin whispered.

“It’s interesting, this woman is really crazy!”

The Eighth Prince forced a smile on his face and said, "Get ready to bid!"

“Yes, Prince.”

A Chaos God Clan beside him nodded, and then immediately shouted: "My prince wants the twentieth coffin, and he has to pay three Dongji Pills!"

Everyone turned around one after another, their hearts raging.

This group of Chaos Gods finally took action.

If we don't take action, I'm afraid Taikoo Moyue will open all these hanging coffins by himself.

Taikoo Moyue turned his head and looked at the group of Chaos Gods with cold and deep eyes, and said: "Boy, do you dare to fight with me?"

"Taikoo Moyue, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. In my opinion, you might as well stay and be my exploiting wife, hahaha..."

The Eighth Prince laughed.

"Oh, is it so?"

Taikoo Moyue forced a smile, but said no more.

The Eighth Prince chuckled, and continued to scan Taikoo Moyue with his narrow eyes. He grinned, and the more he smiled, the more satisfied he became, as if he was really choosing a concubine.

Everyone was in an uproar and started talking quickly.

Then the hanging coffin continued to be opened.

Another seven or eight coffins were opened, revealing rare treasures one after another.

Seeing that there were only a few coffins left, Yang Fang could no longer sit still.

“I want the twenty-ninth seat.”

Yang Fang suddenly spoke with a calm voice, walked out of the corner, and appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at him with suspicion, and soon some people's expressions suddenly changed and they gasped.

"It's him!"

"This guy···"

Their eyelids twitched. Many of them had seen Yang Fang before.

Because they all escaped from the deepest part of the long river of time and space.

When the man behind the scenes was cleaning up the river of time and space, they were stuck in it and almost died tragically. It was Yang Fang who dug through the river of time and space and rescued them.

Although it was just a hasty glance at the time, they still remembered Yang Fang's face.

Now this guy has also entered here?

"Um?"

The Donglin Shenjun next to the Eighth Prince also flashed his eyes, showing a strange color. He looked at Yang Fang and said, "It's him!"

“It’s interesting, there is another one who dares to compete with me, hehehe...”

The Eighth Prince forced out a rich smile.

Shenjun Donglin also quickly smiled and said: "Eighth Prince, do you still remember what I told you about the Heavenly Seeds? This person once had more than ten Heavenly Seeds in his body."

"oh?"

The Eighth Prince's eyes suddenly shone brightly.

"Eighth Prince, don't fight with him first, let's see how lucky he is?"

The Lord Donglin whispered.

“Okay, that’s really good.”

The Eighth Prince smiled strangely.

At the same time, Taikoo Moyue also smiled thickly and looked directly at Yang Fang.

“Young man, Yang Dao, you really can’t find anything even if you wear iron shoes, you can get it without any effort at all!”

"Taikoo Moyue, now is not the time to fight with you. If you want to fight, I will accompany you in a moment!"

Yang Fang’s tone was calm.

"Ok, I will wait for you!"

The Ancient Demonic Mountain smiled ferociously.

As Yang made his bid, everyone turned their attention.

After no one continued to bid, the thin old man’s palm suddenly patted the hanging coffin.

Click!

A series of fine cracks appeared, the light surged, a wild atmosphere filled the air, and a creepy atmosphere instantly emerged.

Boom!

Whoosh!

Another terrifying mythical ancient corpse jumped directly out of the coffin. Its breath was ferocious and its rotten stench reached the sky. It was even more terrifying than the one before. It roared directly towards Yang Fang.

Suddenly everyone’s expressions changed.

But Yang Fang was unhurried, as if he had expected it. The sixteen-color glow in front of him swept by in an instant, extremely fast.

Everyone felt a flash of light, and the ancient corpse disappeared in an instant, without any trace left.

Suddenly, everyone was blinded and couldn't help but look at each other.

What just happened?

“Keep driving!”

Yang Fang’s tone was calm and unmoved, his clothes were rolled up slightly.

In order to show his absolute strength, he did not hesitate to use the strongest means to kill the ancient corpse with one blow.

After all... no matter what, you can't show weakness.

Once you show weakness, you will definitely be in trouble.

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(End of this chapter)

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