Hong Huang: Qing Lian Taoist

"Sister Wudao, hasn't the master come out of retreat yet?" Xiaoqi asked boredly while sitting next to the Wudao tea tree.

"You little guy, you want to go out and play again, right? I don't know what you are thinking!" Wudao Tea Tree joked.

"No, I didn't." Xiao Qi scratched his head embarrassedly.

boom!

The door of the Hall of Longevity, which had been closed for thousands of years, was opened from the inside. The aura coming from Qinglian became deeper at this time. It was obvious that he had gained a lot from this retreat. His cultivation had reached the peak realm of Daluo Jinxian. If he could make another step forward in the Hongmeng Law, he could achieve the status of Hunyuan Jinxian.

"Congratulations, Master. I wish you eternal happiness and a long life!" Xiao Qi stepped forward quickly to congratulate him.

After Xiao Qi finished speaking, he waited for Qinglian's praise, but what he got was not praise, but a flying kick that kicked Xiao Qi far away.

"Don't talk nonsense in the future!" Qinglian's voice slowly reached Xiaoqi's ears.

"It's all Sister Wudao's fault. It was Sister Wudao who taught me to say that!" Xiao Qi felt aggrieved and walked towards the direction of the Hall of Eternal Life, muttering all the way.

Qinglian couldn't help but find it funny to see Xiaoqi's appearance, and he felt relaxed. Even the Hongmeng Law seemed to have made a slight improvement. However, it was not that Qinglian kicked Xiaoqi on purpose, but Xiaoqi's words reminded people of the stupid slogan of a certain leader in later generations when he appeared, which made Qinglian feel a chill somewhere.

"Xiao Qi, I'm going to go out for a while. You should practice well. The world in the wilderness is not peaceful recently, so try to go out as little as possible!" Without waiting for Xiao Qi to answer, he flew towards the vortex connecting the two fairy islands of Yingzhou and Fangzhang.

The evil spirit that was enough to kill a powerful Daluo Golden Immortal was constantly surging towards Qinglian. If Qinglian's physical strength had not broken through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm at this time, he would not have been able to withstand the damage brought by such a powerful evil spirit entering his body.

As we entered the interior of Yingzhou Fairy Island, the entire space seemed extremely depressing. The earth was full of underground fire, and endless underground fire was constantly burning. Even the spiritual energy seemed extremely hot.

"This is really the Yingzhou Fairy Island. There is nothing here except the underground fire. I don't know why it is called one of the Three Fairy Islands along with Penglai and Fangzhang!" Qinglian complained. If he had known this would happen, he would have gone to Fangzhang Fairy Island first.

Even the power of laws is extremely scarce in Yingzhou Fairy Island, just like that barren land. Not to mention living creatures, even the innate spiritual energy is extremely scarce in the entire fairy island, forming a sharp contrast with Penglai Fairy Island. I really don’t know how this place was formed. The endless evil spirit and endless underground fire are almost no different from purgatory.

A burst of pressure came from the depths of Yingzhou Fairy Island. As the pressure continued to grow, the entire Yingzhou Island was affected. Bottomless cracks appeared on the ground, and countless underground fires gushed out from the cracks like a volcanic eruption. The entire pressure lasted for about a quarter of an hour and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared. If it weren't for the bottomless cracks on the ground and the constantly gushing underground fire, Qinglian would not have believed that everything that had just happened was real. It seemed that the harsh environment and strong evil spirit of Yingzhou Fairy Island were caused by the pressure that came from it.

"What kind of existence is it that can emit such a powerful aura?" Qinglian rushed towards the direction where the pressure came from.

Before reaching the place where the pressure was, I saw nine huge chains embedded in the void. The endless power of the law was absorbed by the sky-locking chains, and heavenly talismans were formed above the chains to block this piece of heaven and earth.

Nine huge chains connected this huge coffin, and endless evil spirit emanated from it, as if it was the source of evil spirit in this world. Qinglian had a feeling that even if all the evil spirits in the entire prehistoric world were added together, they would not be as strong as the evil spirit contained in the coffin in front of him.

I saw nine twelve-clawed Chaos Dragons constantly moving around on the coffin, and the nine huge chains extended from these nine Chaos Dragons. Every time the dragon moved around, a huge force of law came from the chains and was absorbed by the coffin. The inside of the coffin was like a black hole, constantly absorbing the power of law. The powerful pressure just now came from the coffin in front of me.

“Rare treasure of Heaven: Heaven-Suppressing Coffin!” I didn’t expect to find it on Yingzhou Fairy Island. It is said that the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin is extremely powerful, and its power is stronger than that of ordinary Chaos Spirit Treasures. There is endless space inside it, and even the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is suppressed in it and cannot escape. If it is in the hands of some powerful cultivators, it can even suppress the entire prehistoric world. Maybe it is not as good as the innate treasures in other aspects, but the ability to suppress everything in the world and its growth potential are so great that even Heaven has to be wary.

At this time, the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin was an ownerless object, and could only rely on its own instinct to absorb the power of laws to continuously strengthen itself. No wonder the spiritual energy and the power of laws in the Yingzhou Fairy Island were so scarce. It turned out that they were all used by the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin to strengthen itself. If this trend continues, the entire Yingzhou Fairy Island will probably be destroyed in tens of thousands of years.

The nine twelve-clawed Chaos Dragon phantoms on the coffin seemed to have discovered Qinglian's existence and kept roaring at Qinglian, not wanting Qinglian to get close. Waves of pressure continued to attack Qinglian. At this time, Qinglian didn't care about so many things and just walked quickly towards the coffin.