The sudden turn of events made Nie Tian's and Feng Chi's faces turn stiff at the same time.
They felt as if there was a pair of invisible hands in the void, currently clutching their necks tightly, making them unable to breathe.
"Two ignorant juniors, since you trespassed into this Seat's Blood Wing Valley, you should be prepared to die." And at this time, an incomparably cold laughter came from inside the giant coffin, resounding throughout the empty valley, appearing even more gloomy and strange.
And just as this voice fell, those corpses that fell into the blood-colored giant net underwent an astonishing change, as if sucked by an invisible evil force, instantly turning into dried corpses.
When Nie Tian saw this scene, his gaze trembled, immediately understanding.
The person inside the giant coffin actually sucked the blood of these martial artists dry!
This person must have cultivated an extremely sinister cultivation method, able to devour martial artists' blood and obtain power from the martial artists' blood.
"F * ck me! Are you a f * cking vampire? "Feng Chi also saw through it, forcefully enduring the severe pain, and let out a strange cry.
Nie Tian's brows furrowed slightly, glancing at Feng Chi, not knowing what the hell was a vampire.
"Two little guys, this Seat is just a little bit away from being able to fully recover. Your bodies all have powerful bloodline power. As long as I absorb your blood, this Seat can return to the peak!" But at this time, an incomparably grim voice came from inside the giant coffin.
Immediately, Nie Tian and Feng Chi felt the invisible pressure around their bodies increase.
There seemed to be an invisible giant hand in the space, currently grabbing them firmly, slowly pulling them towards the giant coffin in the valley.
"It's over, it's over. This old monster wants to suck our blood! " Feng Chi's face flushed red, wanting to resist, but he could not exert strength at all. His yuan meridians were firmly suppressed by the surrounding blood qi.
Nie Tian's brows furrowed tightly, similarly nervous.
He could tell that the martial artist inside the giant coffin was not the Earth Coffin Master, but the Sky Coffin Master!
Among the 13 Ghoul Corpses, the Earth Coffin Lord only had the strength of a God Realm Peak, and only the Sky Coffin Lord had the strength of a half-step Saint.
The strength of the man in the coffin was far beyond the peak of the Immortal State, but he seemed to be a little weaker than a real Half-saint.
Nie Tian guessed that this guy must have suffered some kind of injury and was unable to fully display his strength.
However, he and Feng Chi couldn't deal with a half-crippled Half-Saint expert.
If it was a peak Godrank Realm expert, then he and Feng Chi might have a chance to survive if they joined forces. But when facing a Half-Saint expert, they didn't have the slightest ability to fight back.
"This King is unable to leave Bloodwing Valley. I didn't expect that you two delicious delicacies would actually deliver yourselves to me." A sinister laugh came from the coffin again, and the invisible force in the air became even stronger, making it hard for Nie Tian and Feng Chi to breathe.
"Nie Tian, quick, think of a way!" Feng Chi's face was red, and his eyes were bleeding.
His Martial Body was obviously not as strong as Nie Tian's, and he couldn't hold on any longer.
"Nie Tian!" At this moment, outside the valley, Jun Aoqing and the others came and saw this scene, and they screamed.
"Don't go near the valley!" Nie Tian endured the pain and shouted.
"Boy, you still care about others when you are about to die?" A complacent laugh came from the coffin, as if it had already eaten Nie Tian and Feng Chi.
At this time, Nie Tian and Feng Chi were less than a hundred meters away from the coffin, and the pressure around them was getting stronger and stronger.
Nie Tian shot a glance at Feng Chi, who seemed to be on the verge of passing out under the tremendous pressure.
"Feng Chi, hold on!" Nie Tian's face grew grim. Then, he fixed his eyes on the starry river inside of him, and the Realm Origin Formation in his starry river activated with a loud rumble. Strands of star power surged madly from the starry river around him, making him look like a giant made of starlight.
The Blood Qi in the air was so strong that even Nie Tian's paragon dragon bloodline was suppressed. However, his Star Origin Stones weren't affected at all.
"Huh?" Suddenly feeling the violent aura around Nie Tian, the person in the coffin made a surprised sound.
"Bang!" In the next moment, a muffled sound came out, and Nie Tian directly broke free.
"Feng Chi!" Immediately, Nie Tian looked at Feng Chi, stretched out his hand, and a surge of Star Power was released, allowing Feng Chi to breathe a little.
"Nie Tian, use this!" Feng Chi suddenly opened his eyes, and a scroll appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Nie Tian.
Nie Tian took the scroll and felt a vast and mighty sealing power, and his eyes couldn't help but flicker with joy.
"Hua!" Without the slightest hesitation, he used his Divine Sense to explore the scroll, and then with a thought, endless Seal Power was released, like a raging wave, shrouding the giant coffin in the air.
"Boom!" The huge and terrifying Seal Power, like a giant hand, directly fell, covering the entire giant coffin.
"Ah!" In the next moment, a mournful scream came from the giant coffin, as if the person in the giant coffin had suffered a very terrible impact.
Nie Tian suddenly felt that the surrounding Baleful Yin Power had weakened a lot, and he couldn't help but frown, looking at the giant coffin.
"This is a Suppression Seal!" He suddenly felt something, and his face slightly wrinkled, his heart full of surprise.
The Sealing Scroll that Feng Chi had given him was actually a Suppression Seal that could suppress a martial artist's ability.
However, the person in the giant coffin was a Demi-Saint. What level of Suppression Seal was that it was actually powerful enough to suppress a Demi-Saint?
"A Demi Saint's suppressive seal!" That was when the fat little cat cried out weirdly in great shock.
It turned out that the scroll that Feng Chi had taken out was a Demi-Saint Suppression Seal, and the sealing power within the scroll was enough to suppress a Demi-Saint!
"Heavens! To think that there would be such a powerful Sealer in this world!" Fat Cat cried out again, clearly very shocked.
Only Pseudo-Saint Sealers or even Saints could create Demi-Saint Sealing Scrolls.
Sealers were very rare in the first place, and Pseudo-Saint Sealers were rare even in the Holy Realm of the Heavens.
To think that there would be a Pseudo-Saint Sealer in a mere frozen ruin … it was truly frightening.
"Nie Tian, the Suppression Seal won't last much longer! Hurry up and kill him!" That was when Feng Chi's voice rang, and he yelled urgently.
"Alright!" Nie Tian replied, and the sword aura over his entire body surged out, howling into the air. Waves of violent Sword Will, austere and sharp, blossomed into a blinding sword radiance in the air.
"Human Sword Slashes the Stars!" Without hesitation, Nie Tian swung his sword, unleashing the power of the demonic gods with all his might.
"Boom!" A frightening sword silhouette that was thousands of meters long appeared and abruptly descended, shattering all the blood-colored threads in the air. In the end, the sword silhouette landed on the giant coffin, bursting forth with indescribable fiery light.
"Crack!" In the very next instant, a terrible explosion resounded, and the hundred-meter-long coffin broke into two halves.
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