Chapter 672 Nine Dragons Coffin Transformation "How is it possible? Aren't you a late saint king? How could it be so powerful?" The Dark Demon Sovereign was horrified. "Didn't it mean that the soul power of us who practice magic arts is weaker than those of the same level? How is it possible?" "who are you?" "Why do you have such a powerful soul power?!" The Dark Demon Sovereign turned pale, and he felt the smell of death. "I am Lin Yun!" Lin Yun snorted coldly, his figure disappeared again, and instantly appeared in front of the Dark Demon Sovereign, and the Jiulong Laguan became bigger again. Lin Yun once again urged Kowloon to open the pavilion.

This time, Nine Dragons opened the pavilion and turned into a huge dragon, lying straight on the tomb of the Dark Demon Lord. This is the third form of the Nine Dragons pulling the pavilion. The dragon swung its tail and directly slapped the Dark Demon Sovereign on the chest. puff! A mouthful of reverse blood spewed out from the mouth of the Dark Demon 28 Sovereign. The Dark Demon Sovereign's face was pale, and he was shot flying into the sky and ground, smashing down several stone slabs, and punching out a big hole in the sky and the earth. "Damn it, I'm not reconciled!" "I can not be reconciled!" "Why, obviously I was promoted to the early stage of Saint King Realm before you, but now I have fallen to this stage?" The Dark Demon Sovereign had a grim face. "I must kill you! I must!" "You wait for me, I must kill you!" The Dark Demon Sovereign roared like crazy. His eyes were red, and his whole body exuded a strong dark aura. Lin Yun frowned slightly, the Dark Demon Sovereign was in a very strange state. He has been completely overwhelmed by hatred. "Damn boy! I curse you! Curse you to die! Curse you...!" The Dark Demon Sovereign roared, his eyes suddenly turned dark purple, and in the depths of the pupils, there was a strange purple light shining, which looked extremely strange. "I curse you that life is worse than death!" The Dark Demon Sovereign shouted frantically.

A strange dark golden air flow emanated from the Dark Demon Sovereign's body. His hands kept changing the seals, and a pitch-black bead emerged, floating above the Dark Demon Sovereign's head. The beads are covered with dense runes, like evil spirits, baring their teeth and claws. "Dark magic bead!" "The dark magic bead is actually in the temple of the dark camp!" Lin Yun's expression finally became serious. The dark magic bead, which is said to be a sacred weapon of the dark camp, possesses powerful power. "I can not be reconciled!" "Why? Why did I, the seventh disciple of the holy temple of the dark camp, lose to you, a little saint in the middle stage of the king?" The Dark Demon Sovereign roared wildly. He clasped both hands, and the dark magic bead burst out, and a black streak shot out from the bead. boom! The black horses immediately enveloped the coffin of Jiulong. The sound of roaring sounded from inside the Kowloon La Pavilion. The dark golden light emanating from the dark magic bead shrouded Jiulong Laguan, like a huge claw covering the sky and blocking out the sun, trapping Jiulong Laguan tightly. The dark golden light contained in this dark magic bead is very terrifying, any one of them can easily obliterate the immortal emperor powerhouse. Moreover, these dark golden rays of light, as if they had spirituality, turned into jet-black ropes one after another, binding Lin Yun tightly. But in the next second, the phantom of Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin suddenly appeared behind Lin Yun, exuding infinite coercion, crushing the dark golden rope. "Kowloon pulling the coffin?" "It turned out to be Jiulong pulling the coffin!" The Dark Demon Sovereign's complexion changed drastically. The Nine Dragons Coffin is the most powerful weapon of the Dark Demon Clan in the ancient times. It has beheaded many Demon Kings and terrified countless demon leaders in the Demon Realm. However, since the split of the dark camp, the dark demon clan has also disappeared due to various reasons. But now, on Lin Yun's body, the phantom of Nine Dragons pulling the coffin unexpectedly appeared. How strong is Lin Yun? "Who are you? Who the hell?" The Dark Demon Sovereign roared wildly. "who I am?" Lin Yun sneered coldly: "I am at the late stage of Saint King Realm, and you have just reached the middle stage of Saint King Realm. With such a gap, you dare to kill me?"

"Ha ha ha ha!" "You are too arrogant! I want to let you know that your arrogance will cost you your life!" The Dark Demon Sovereign formed seals with both hands, and suddenly there was a terrifying suction force in the Jiulong 007 pull hall. "ah!" A shrill scream came from the mouth of the Dark Demon Sovereign. The space in Jiulong La Pavilion is constantly distorting, as if it is about to collapse. The Dark Demon Sovereign broke free, glared at Lin Yun, and said coldly: "Lin Yun, don't be too happy, although you are tyrannical, but you want to kill me, but it is impossible!" "Yeah?" Lin Yun sneered. "Are you really sure?" With a wave of his right hand, three puppets reappeared in the Nine Dragons Pavilion, which were the three elders of the dark camp. Three puppets appeared, one on the left and one on the right, surrounding the Dark Demon Sovereign. The Dark Demon Sovereign's expression changed drastically. "The most insidious secret technique of the dark camp, the dark cage, was actually learned by this kid!" "No, my strength is much stronger than those three old guys. It is impossible for this kid to display it. Besides, there is a half-step saint king-level late-stage powerhouse beside me. They can't let it go!" The Dark Demon Sovereign guessed in his heart. .