The monster turned into a black coffin looks like a four-legged black snake with a body of two feet long, and the body exudes an extremely evil and vicious aura.
After absorbing all the living creatures, corpses and evil spirits around it, it stared at Wang Zhifan on the horse's back with a pair of dark eyes as dark as an abyss.
Wang Zhifan also looked at this hidden enemy, wanting to determine what it really exists.
In its feeling, this monster is neither a flesh and blood creature nor an energy body, but more like a twisted mixture of some breath and rules, very strange.
Perhaps because Wang Zhifan was staring at him and he was angry, so the monster launched an attack first.
Suddenly, its body dissipated and turned into infinite filthy evil spirits to wrap the entire mountain, covering the outside world.
Wang Zhifan was in it, as if he had entered the night from day to night in a blink of an eye. He could only hear a gloomy and evil smile around him, and many strange black shadows kept flashing around him, as if he was not careful, he would be besieged and killed.
Even the red deer horse felt uneasy in this environment. It neighed a few times, and stepped on the rocks on the ground, reminding Wang Zhifan to get out of this place as soon as possible.
But Wang Zhifan was still in the inspection period of the enemy. He wanted to give the other party more opportunities to perform to obtain information, so he immediately canceled the call of the Red Deer Horse and let this old friend who lacked combat ability leave first.
So in the boundless dark evil spirit, Wang Zhifan stood up quickly. He saw the Qing Emperor Sword holding the sheathed back to the front, looking at the front, looking defenseless and relaxed, allowing the surrounding ghosts to continue to brew.
Finally, his arrogant attitude made his opponent unable to hold back. In an instant, sharp claws formed by evil spirits appeared in front of him, up, down, and left and right, and at the same time, attacked him in different directions and key points.
If it is an ordinary person, when facing such an attack, he will inevitably think of extreme dodging because pure defense cannot protect all his own directions. However, Wang Zhifan chose not to do anything, and still held his knife and stood relaxedly, allowing all ghost claw-like things to keep approaching his body.
These things covered his figure almost instantly, forming a dark human figure. But what is surprising is that about half a second later, all the ghost hands suddenly evacuated collectively, revealing his unscathed and even unchanged posture.
Then he held the knife and said lightly: "Continue, you have two more chances."
The whole sentence was said very smoothly, with a feeling of being unable to arouse much interest and enduring boredom, which made the existence in the dark respond immediately: "Good boy! You are the most arrogant person I have ever seen! But I like it! Hahaha!"
Amid the crazy laugh, more evil spirits emerged in the darkness, condensed into a strange long tongue shape, which quickly attacked Wang Zhifan's face, and the tip of the tongue also contained disgusting mucus that kept dripping.
It is obvious that this guy wants to use his tongue to disgust Wang Zhifan, so that he can choose one of the two of them when he is disgusted and contrary to what he says.
But this time, the long tongue could not get close to Wang Zhifan at all. It was intercepted out of thin air about ten feet away from Wang Zhifan and could no longer move forward.
"You have another chance." Wang Zhifan then spoke without any emotion, his voice penetrated the vast evil aura around him, and his figure still looked like he stood up without any defense.
After experiencing two setbacks in a row, the monster that became an unknown form hidden in the darkness finally felt very bad and fell into silence for a moment.
In fact, its first attack was just to test Wang Zhifan. It was not too strange to be blocked by Wang Zhifan in an unknown way, but the second long-tongued attack seemed to be teasing, but it used most of its power, but it was easily stopped again, and it was even stopped ten feet away from the attack target, making it realize that this enemy was probably stronger than it.
So, the third attack opportunity announced by Wang Zhifan finally took it seriously and no longer had the slightest playful mentality. The evil energy that enveloped the entire mountain rotated from slow to fast under its power, forming a huge super evil energy vortex that was enough to accommodate the mountain.
In the center of the vortex is Wang Zhifan, who is holding a knife. Under the greatest pressure and damage, he can find that his surroundings are wiped out by the rotating evil energy in a blink of an eye. A large piece is missing out of thin air on the mountainside, creating a large hole with a diameter of hundreds of feet. The center of the hole is Wang Zhifan, who is standing still in the void.
Seeing that his third move was still helpless against the enemy, the monster finally became angry and shouted angrily to use his ability to do it.
"Become my puppet! Arrogant boy! The Wujian Coffin Prison!!!"
After the roar that shook a hundred miles, a black coffin that was larger than a mountain appeared out of thin air. When it appeared, it locked Wang Zhifan in the center, and then slowly closed the lid of the coffin.
If someone is in this huge black coffin, he will find that the pressure he is facing at this moment is countless times more terrifying than the evil vortex tearing the mountain just now. It is simply a sky and an underground. Even if he can easily and easily in the vortex, he will be pressed down to kneel down on the ground.
However, Wang Zhifan, who was in the black coffin with the lid gradually closed, did not show any difference in feelings. He still stood upright with his knife in his arms, and he did not even frown at all.
But after the black coffin lid was closed by more than half, he finally spoke in a calm tone: "Is this your full strength? It's my turn to take action."
After speaking, he reached out to the Qingdi Sword held by his left hand, held the hilt tightly and pulled it out smoothly. The moment the long sword was completely unsheathed, he immediately slashed down at the boundless darkness in front of him without hesitation!
In an instant, the terrifying power of law was completely released by his sword, breaking the space barrier and penetrating the time barrier, forming a phantom of the sword wheel covering the sky and the sun, instantly breaking the black coffin that is even larger than the mountains, destroying the so-called Invincible Coffin Prison like a vanishing and rotating. The surrounding area is directly white and flat, becoming extremely neat and clean.
Wang Zhifan's figure then slowly fell from the sky, stood on the vast plain he created with his feet, put the Qing Emperor's sword in sheath again, and looked somewhere away.
In that direction, outside the ordinary people's sight, a group of people are approaching quickly, as if they are the more powerful humans in this world. "I guess I'm here to hunt the locals who just now, or I'm attracted by seeing the battle situation just now... Maybe I should contact them to obtain information." Wang Zhifan thought for a while, then his figure flashed and he arrived somewhere across hundreds of miles.
Speaking of which, he was really a bit of a joke in the battle just now, and he actually played a turn-based game with the monster, and even let the monster take three moves first. Even in order to understand the opponent's strength in detail, he seemed a little frivolous. Fortunately, the result was not bad. The monster who realized that he was stronger did not expect that his strength was so high. He killed it with his natal trick, but it was still a result of killing it to the scum.
But it is impossible to deny that Wang Zhifan was overworking when he did this. He originally planned to obtain more information from the monster, but now he is difficult to find even a piece of the other party's fragment.
The picture turned and came to the edge of the newly born plain.
A group of five people, carrying a big black-haired dog, stopped to observe that the area that was supposed to stand on the mountain turned into an endless plain.
The leader was a tall old man in his sixties and seventies. He had high cheekbones and sharp eyes, covered with a wool cloak. His eyes swept across the open ground in front of him and sighed:
"The aura of the coffin demon disappeared, and it is very likely that it was destroyed. This is good news... but the bad news is that a more powerful demon has arrived in our home."
His words, combined with the sudden changes in mountains and rivers in front of him, and the aftermath of the terrifying and magnificent battle not long ago, made the other four people fall into silence.
After a few seconds, a thin woman in black said: "Master, although the demon is very powerful, with the help of the treasures left by the immortals, we will definitely defeat it! Drive it out of our home!"
As he said, the woman reached out to touch a silver gourd on her waist and held it tightly in her hand, as if as long as this thing is there, the so-called powerful demon is not a problem.
The other people also had similar movements to her. Some of them held the ruler tightly in their hands, some pressed their books on their hearts, and some took out an iron ball from their pockets, all of whom were holding at least one treasure of extraordinary origin.
After hearing this, the old man in the lead immediately let out a few complicated laughs, with vicissitudes, relief, and deep helplessness in the laughter.
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As he said, he raised his thin finger and pointed it at the high sky, but except for the clouds that were slowly closing away by the previous battle, he could not see any other strange phenomena in the sky.
"No! The immortal created our home, and he will definitely leave a back-up to protect it! Just like he left us with treasures to eliminate demons! There will definitely be a way!"
The thin woman in black immediately found a reason to respond, cheering everyone up.
Little did they know that the conversation between these strange locals was heard by Wang Zhifan, who was hiding nearby, and immediately inferred some information.
"The old man is called the owner of the manor. Could it be that they came from the Demon-Slaying Villa that I heard of on the road before? They also mentioned that the demons invaded their homes, and what other immortals left behind treasures... Could it be that the secret legend of this place?"
While thinking, Wang Zhifan focused his attention on the treasures carried by several people, that is, what the immortals were suspected to have left them. He sensed that there was indeed a certain power of laws on it, which confirmed that the immortals they mentioned might not be nonsense, but that there was indeed someone.
"We still have to confirm it."
Thought a while, I felt that the efficiency of continuing to eavesdrop, Wang Zhifan took action silently.
He first used the power of time stopping, causing the five people in front, including the black-haired dog, to stagnate, and then activated the insight of the legendary thinker necklace to invade their minds one by one to obtain the information they want.
The first target to be invaded by thinking and memory was naturally the oldest owner. As soon as Wang Zhifan touched his mind, he felt a large amount of world intelligence and information coming to his face, making him understand that he had chosen the right person.
In the memory of this old man, Wang Zhifan discovered that the home they mentioned actually refers to the entire world, that is, the world where they live.
Such an unusual title comes from the inheritance of their ancestors.
In the inheritance, it is said that the world where they live is a master, and it was created by an immortal. Then the immortal moved their ancestors from another world to this, telling their ancestors that this will be their home for survival in the future, and the name of the home comes from this.
Then there is the so-called demon. According to the information obtained by the ancestors from the immortals, the demons are actually the local residents. They are powerful and evil, and they are fighting all the time. When they find that the immortals create a vast and peaceful world on their territory, they always want to invade in, eager to destroy it and occupy it.
Fortunately, the immortal considered this when he founded the world. Because he was anxious to leave, he was unable to sweep away the vastly distributed demons, so he chose to leave the power for the world he created to defend against the invasion of external demons.
On the one hand, he set up strong protection for the entire world. Even if the powerful demons gather together, they cannot destroy the protection into it. On the other hand, considering that after years of vicissitudes, the power of protection may be consumed and the power of the demons may also improve, he left hundreds of treasures with the power of demon-killing power to prepare for the needs of weak humans from time to time.
As a result, the years later changed proved that the immortal's original consideration was correct.
Just seven hundred years later, the demons outside the homeland found a way to invade. Even if only one came in, the first demon still caused great harm to humans who had been safe for hundreds of years.
After experiencing pain, people remembered the horror of the demons mentioned in the inheritance, found the demon-slaying treasure that was regarded as a collection because of no other function, successfully expelled the first demon who broke into his homeland, and also picked up the spirit of resistance.
Later, every three years or so, there would be a new round of external demon invasions. Each time, only one demon appeared. After causing certain damage, it would be killed or expelled by humans who came to him with the demon-slaying treasure.
The home and earth have become somewhat dilapidated and withered, because in the long run, foreign demons may suddenly invade each place, making the local environment messy.
The Demon-Slaying Villa where the old man belongs is a place that specializes in storing demon-slaying treasures and cultivating demon-slaying masters. Over the past hundreds of years, they have summarized their experience and made continuous progress, fully utilized the power of the treasures of immortals, and eliminated all the invading demons again and again.
But there is a bad news in recent decades, that is, the interval between each external demon invasion begins to shorten, and more and more demons can come in, from one at a time to two or even three at a time.
The frequency and quantity increase of some invasions are not the biggest problem. The biggest problem is this changing trend, which indicates that the home world may soon be fully invaded. (This chapter ends)