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Chapter 931

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Most of the gods of the Origin World walked the path of close combat, and Ancient God Ru Shou's physical body was that of an ancient god. Now that it had fallen, it was an extremely formidable existence, and only gods could resist it. Here. Apart from Li Yunmu, who was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, all the others, whether it was the white gowned people or the people under the black fog, were half step deities.

He was afraid that once he came out, these juniors from beyond the heavens would all die. Apart from Jue Qingzi's group, with his protection, they were naturally safe and sound.

Everyone surrounded the coffin, but no one dared to open it. Everyone knew that the god ruins of the night pearl small world had been specially arranged by the Alliance to allow the younger generation of the Origin World to gain experience and become immortals. Because of that, there were layers upon layers of difficulties in god ruins, and only after crossing them could one obtain godhood at the final step.

As for the god ruins, apart from encountering the illusion realm at the very beginning, it didn't have much of an effect on it. After getting rid of the illusion, he went straight to the coffin. Now that he had reached the final stage, the next step was to open the coffin and take out the Godhood. However, there was definitely something wrong with this abnormal situation. No one believed that the Alliance would let them get a God Deity so easily.

"Do you plan to remain in a stalemate?" Leng Yan said with a faint smile as he looked at the white robes and the black mist.

The white-robed man and the black mist man did not speak, as if they were mute. Yang Kong, who was standing behind Leng Yan, stretched his head out to look at Jue Qingzi and said with a sinister smile, "Since the people of Nine Palaces and Yin Manor aren't willing to go, then let dao brother Jue Qingzi go and take a look. After all, Brother Jue Qingzi has been Young Master Leng's lackey for many years. It should be the same this time. "

Leng Yan did not speak, as if he did not exist at this moment. The two concubines by his side revealed charming smiles, as if they were watching a good show.

"Aren't you Leng Yan's lackey?! Why should my eldest apprentice brother go? Why don't you go? "Yan Wanqiu stepped forward and blocked Jue Qingzi's path. She placed her hands on her hips and shouted.

A smile appeared on Yang Kong's wretched face, and he said unhurriedly, "If I were to walk the path of a Sword Immortal, I would go up without saying a word. Little girl, you should know that I cultivate poison attacks. I will do my own thing, and Jue Qingzi will also do his own thing. Jue Qingzi, what do you say? "

"You!" Yan Wanqiu shouted, but she couldn't retort.

Just as Yang Kong had said, everyone who entered the god ruins had their own duties. Yang Kong was proficient in poison techniques and was adept at dispelling corpse poison. White Robe was an expert in formations, the black fog figure could subdue evil beings, and the two concubines from the Bell Sound Sect could use sound waves to confuse the buried beasts in the tomb.

Jue Qingzi's role was to lead the way. In terms of combat, no one present could beat the sword immortal lineage. It was precisely because of such a powerful ability that it was the most suitable to open up a path. If he encountered any danger or situation, he could retreat with his strength.

Usually, as long as Jue Qingzi followed Leng Yan to the god ruins, it would be arranged in this manner. With such an evil coffin, no one knew what would happen if the coffin was opened. If Jue Qingzi was injured, he would only receive a few words of comfort from Leng Yan. Yan Wanqiu really didn't want her senior apprentice-brother to go up there.

After a long time, everyone's gazes focused on Jue Qingzi. Yang Kong, who was standing by Leng Yan's side, saw the hint of hesitation on Jue Qingzi's face and slowly said, "Jue Qingzi, you should know that your fellow apprentices were able to come to the night pearl small world only because of Young Master Leng's assistance. Otherwise, how could a declining Xuanjian Sect like you have so many slots? "

After saying that, Jue Qingzi pushed aside Yan Wanqiu, who was standing in front of him, and said in a calm voice, "Junior apprentice-sister, step aside. I will assist the other dao brothers in opening the coffin."

After saying that, just as he was about to take a step forward, he felt his left arm being pulled by a powerful force. Jue Qingzi turned around and discovered that Li Yunmu was pulling his arm. He shook his head and pointed at the coffin, then at himself.

"…" Jue Qingzi looked at Li Yunmu who wasn't saying anything and was somewhat suspicious.

Yan Wanqiu's gaze flickered, and she hastily stepped forward. "Eldest senior apprentice-brother, let junior apprentice-brother go. Junior apprentice-brother is also from the sword immortal lineage. "

After saying that, she winked at Jue Qingzi to remind him. For a moment, Jue Qingzi suddenly remembered that the person standing next to him wasn't his junior apprentice-brother, but a golden immortal powerhouse of the Origin World.

"Oh, junior apprentice-brother, I will let you go this time," Jue Qingzi said with a solemn expression.

Li Yunmu held back his laughter and nodded, then slowly walked toward the coffin. Leng Yan and the others standing on the other side were somewhat speechless, and the smiles on their faces slightly froze. Everyone felt a strange feeling in their hearts. They had originally believed that Jue Qingzi would go to open the coffin. Who could have expected that the mute junior apprentice-brother of Profound Sword Pavilion who cultivated a secret method would volunteer himself to open the way?

Was this junior apprentice-brother of Profound Sword Pavilion who was emitting the aura of a foundation stage cultivator a joke?

Li Yunmu slowly walked forward and arrived in front of the coffin. He opened the lid and revealed the corpse inside. It was a man with two exquisite black dragons coiling around his shoulders and an enormous tiger crawling under his feet. His eyes were closed, and a faint golden light was emitted from his chest. Apart from that, there wasn't a trace of presence.

This was Ancient God Ru Shou, who had perished a long time ago. After turning into a corpse demon, he surprisingly hadn't changed at all. He maintained his original appearance and looked like a living person sleeping.

Sensing the presence of the godhood, Yang Kong, who was standing behind Leng Yan, revealed a hint of delight and loudly shouted, "Little brother, quickly take out the godhood."

Li Yunmu acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He saw countless scratches on the back of the opened coffin lid, and he lightly flipped it over to carefully examine it. There were many scratches on the back of the coffin lid. Could it be that Ancient God Ru Shou had been locked in the coffin before his death?

But given Ancient God Ru Shou's strength, could it be that some monarch had sealed his cultivation? Ru Shou had been turned into an ordinary person with the body of an ancient god and tortured to death in the coffin.

Li Yunmu threw the coffin lid on the ground, and a loud sound echoed.

When Leng Yan saw that the junior apprentice-brother of Profound Sword Pavilion was surprisingly so formidable that he threw the coffin lid on the ground, he couldn't help but wonder how formidable the strength of a foundation stage cultivator was.

If he had such innate strength, why would he go to Profound Sword Pavilion to cultivate?

"Little brother, you have finished looking, so quickly take out the godhood," Yang Kong said anxiously. For some reason, nothing had happened to the coffin lid when it was opened, but he felt a sense of crisis in his heart. According to common sense, if the coffin lid was opened, the corpse of a god would spit out the corpse poison stored in its body.

But he hadn't expected that when the coffin lid was opened, there wouldn't be the slightest bit of corpse poison or even other dangers. But the sense of crisis in his heart made him feel more and more uneasy. He anxiously wanted the junior apprentice-brother of Profound Sword Pavilion to take the godhood and immediately leave this place.

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