"Open the tomb!"
"Open the coffin!"
A few days later, a coffin made of a sacred tree that was secretly buried in the deep mountains and forests, deep in the earth veins, was dug out by a group of extraordinary people. Zhang Ping, wearing a Bagua Taoist robe, walked out of the tomb personally, carrying the coffin made of the sacred tree on his back.
The spiritual power and the mighty pressure surged out from the coffin. The groups of extraordinary people standing outside the mausoleum could not even stand steadily in front of the coffin. Some first-level monks even knelt on the ground, unable to lift their heads due to the pressure.
And if you could see through the coffin, you would see that the corpse in the coffin is still lifelike after such a long time, as if it is not dead, but just fallen asleep.
"This is it, is this the one?" Several young men and women in uniform exclaimed.
"I heard that each of the first extraordinary people was born with great fortune and was able to open the door to gods and demons at the very beginning. Each of them is a seed that can truly become an immortal, and the first generation of our Zhang family is of course also one of them!"
A strong and tall middle-aged man looked back at everyone and said, "This time it concerns the future of all of us in the Zhang family, the fate of the entire Zhang clan! No one can afford to have any accidents."
An old man who looked about the same age as Zhang Ping stood in front of the mausoleum with a cane, looking at the sacred wooden coffin that was emitting aura and divine light: "This is an opportunity that two generations of family heads have fought for. It is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! If... If it can really succeed..."
A military transport plane with the logo of the Investigation Bureau took off secretly from the suburbs of Weigang City and flew overseas from Weigang City. This military transport plane will stop briefly at an airport in New Zealand and then fly directly to the Gate of Gods and Demons in Antarctica.
The plane was flying normally all the way through the sea of clouds, but when it reached the Pacific Ocean, the dashboard began to spin wildly.
"What's going on?" The pilot of the plane was confused.
"No! There is a spiritual power tide appearing, someone is using a large-scale spell!" A soldier in the cabin immediately stood up and looked into the distance.
All I saw was the clouds in the distant sky turning into black clouds, and gray fog spreading over the sea, chasing the plane as the wind blew.
The whole world turned into a gray haze, sweeping towards the plane.
The thick fog blocked the plane like a wall, and it was flying frantically through it, as if it couldn't find its way up, down, left or right.
At this moment, a huge black demonic shadow rushed out from the gray fog.
“Hahahahaha!”
"No! Everyone, get out of the way!"
The huge demon shadow, accompanied by crazy laughter, turned into a black light and passed through the transport plane. In an instant, the plane was seen like a plastic toy being stepped on and exploded.
“Boom!”
A huge explosion sounded, accompanied by more than a dozen rays of spiritual light flashing out from it. Zhang Ping stood above the sky carrying a huge sacred wooden coffin on his back, staring at the huge black shadow towering above the sky with burning eyes.
"Grim Reaper Stamp! The last time you attacked Weigang City, you were beaten to a remnant of your soul. You have been hiding for so long, being chased like a stray dog, and you dare to reappear this time?"
The person who came was none other than the vengeful spirit Stamp, a fourth-order transcendent who had coveted the divine artifact Suiren Bow last time and was beaten to the point where only a remnant soul was left escaping from Weigang City.
The huge demon shadow stretched for hundreds of meters, standing in the gray fog and under the black sea of clouds. Only a terrifying face and a big face were left, and thousands of resentful souls and evil spirits kept howling around this big face.
Thousands and thousands of dead souls could be seen flying around in the spreading gray fog. In an instant, the sky seemed to have turned into the kingdom of the dead.
"Of course, everyone knows that I am looking for a body that can carry my power. If I can regain the power of the fourth level, who would dare to hunt me down? Who would dare to put me on the wanted list?"
The huge demon shadow roared towards the sky, the gray fog covered the sky and the sun, the demon shadow twisted and released his evil will wantonly.
The demon's greedy eyes were fixed on the sacred wooden coffin that Zhang Ping was carrying. "And in this world, what kind of body can compare to Qingyang Sanren, who was once ranked first on the List of Gods?"
"As long as I seize his body, I will be able to stand at the top again. Those who inflicted pain on me in the past will surely suffer the most severe punishment from God!"
The vengeful spirit Stamp thought of the days in which he was constantly hunted and wanted, like a rat. He thought of the Martial Master Lu Wu, the Sword Immortal Lin Shu, and the other Eastern transcendents who had caused his current situation, and extreme hatred surged in his heart.
"Zhang! Hand over Qingyang Sanren's body, or I will taste your soul today!" The huge black demon shadow let out a sharp laugh.
"Oh? I think the day you're talking about will probably never come!"
At this time, a golden light shot up into the sky, dispersing the thick fog. A warrior dressed in military uniform, radiating supernatural powers, walked through the void, stood above the sky, and confronted the demonic shadow.
A dozen extraordinary beings in the sky, including Zhang Ping who was carrying the sacred wooden coffin, surrounded the demonic shadow at the same time.
As soon as he saw that figure, the demon shadow that was emitting thick gray mist immediately let out a sharp roar: "Lu Wu!"
The man in front of him was the shame of his life. As a fourth-level transcendent, he was defeated by a third-level transcendent in the energy tower. Lu Wu became famous in one battle, and after becoming a fourth-level transcendent, his ranking on the List of Gods once rose to the top seven.
The vengeful spirit Stamp became the object of ridicule of the entire supernatural world. To this day, there are still a large number of posts in the supernatural forum that mock and comment on the vengeful spirit Stamp, listing him as the weakest fourth-level and most tragic character in history.
Lu Wu sneered: "Nice to meet you again! Stamp, I've been missing you so much lately!"
Zhang Ping carried the heavy sacred wood coffin on his back, lifted up the white jade tripod of Qingyang Sanren in the past, and practiced the Taishou Mountain's magic formula, the Ruyi Refining Treasure Formula. Immediately, he saw that this magic weapon, which had broken through together with Qingyang Sanren and was close to the fourth level, also emitted layers of spiritual light.
"Ghost Stamp! You should have died in Weigang City last time. This time, let it end once and for all!"
The entire demon shadow of the wicked spirit Stamp was distorted beyond recognition, and his huge face seemed to be constantly stretching, showing the huge shock in his heart.
But then he laughed triumphantly, as if it was Lu Wu who was surrounded instead of him: "Lu Wu! You finally showed up, very good, very good!"
Its malicious gaze seemed to have turned into real rays, and from its huge mouth, resentful and evil spirits kept spitting out: "I've been waiting for you, too!"
"You are too arrogant! If it weren't for the artifact in the energy tower that suppressed my power in the past, how could you be my opponent? Do you think that you will have no opponents just because you have broken through to the fourth level?"
With his last roar, strong sound waves and fluctuations spread out to the surroundings: "Also, do you think I came here alone today? Wu Zong Lu Wu, there are countless people in the world who want to kill you!"
"Your power in the East is ridiculously strong. Starting with you, the times have begun to change!"
At this time, Lu Wu also had a bad premonition, and he seemed to sense a strong threat and huge crisis.
At the same time, black clouds broke through above the gray fog, and two powerful figures fell down, surrounding Wu Zong Lu Wu from front and back.
The two figures exuded a strong and extraordinary light, and they broke through the clouds and descended into the world like gods and Buddhas.
A man was filled with a monstrous aura of death, and he looked like a zombie riding on a bone bird.
He was wearing a tattered black cloak and had an undead bone bird made from some unknown god or demon species. It emitted thick black smoke that formed streams of smoke that rolled towards the sky and formed black clouds in the sky.
As he appeared, hundreds and thousands of dead creatures could be seen floating up and down in the black cloud. Bone claws and heads poked out from the clouds and looked at all the people below.
This horrific scene is so terrifying that it can simply bring out the most terrifying nightmare in people's hearts.
One of them had a pair of white wings and an extremely sacred milky white light emanating from his body, like an angel descending. The moment his wings opened, the light broke through the clouds and shone down, reflecting thousands of feet of light.
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