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Chapter 429 Soul Gathering Coffin!  Tang Monk Undertaker snow fight

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    After the soul-gathering coffin appeared in the sky, cursed snow floated over France. Looking around, everything was white, and France became a world covered in silver.

    The mourner showed a ferocious smile, "Tang Monk, have you seen the soul-gathering coffin? This is prepared for you!"

    Guanyin Bodhisattva once warned Tang Monk to be careful of the soul-gathering coffin in the hands of mourners. Now, the soul-gathering coffin finally appeared.

    The giant skeleton dragon was flying in the heavy snow, followed closely by swarms of giant bats.

    Giant bats and giant skeleton dragons attacked Tang Monk, Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque.

    Sun Wukong, the six-eared macaque, transformed into countless clones and flew into the air.

    Sister sticks and golden cudgels are flying in the hands of countless clones. Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque are fighting together with groups of giant bats and giant skeleton dragons.

    Tang Monk spread his right hand, and a bolt of lightning flew into the air.

    For a time, the sky and the earth thundered and shook, thunderbolts roared, and lightning was like the roots of a big tree, tearing the entire sky.

    Under the attack of lightning, Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque, the giant skeleton dragon and giant bat in the sky screamed and fell from the air one after another. Once they landed on the ground, these evil creatures turned into withered bones and scattered on the snow.

    The skeleton dragon and giant bat were destroyed, but the cursed snow still shrouded the sky over France.

    The cursed snow fell on the mourner, melting as soon as it touched the skin, and penetrated into the mourner's skin. The mourner's dark power and physical energy quickly recovered under the moisture of the cursed snow.

    The cursed snow blessed by the power of the devil fell on Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque. Once it melted, it absorbed their mana and physical energy.

    This made Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque begin to become weak, and their strength and magic power disappeared little by little.

    The biting cold wind revealed its sharp teeth, biting Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque crazily. The six-eared macaque and Sun Wukong couldn't help but start to tremble.

    There is the fire of life in Tang Monk's blood. In the small universe of Qiankun Baojie, there live the Flame Demon of Flame Mountain and the Nine Golden Crows of Zhuoguquan.

    In the twenty-eight constellations, there are thousands of lights in the tailed fire tiger, winged fire snake, chamber fire pig, and beaking fire monkey. Therefore, in the cursed snow, the fire of life in Tang Monk's body was burning brightly, as if he was carrying a fire with him.  Flame Mountain.

    Tang Monk shook his brocade cassock, and the brocade cassock was bathed in flames.

    Before the cursed snow fell on Tang Monk, it was forced back by the flames on Tang Monk's brocade cassock.

    Tang Monk stared at the mourner with cold and long eyes.

    "I thought that ice and snow had always been Bingfeng Butcher's trick. I never thought that you would also create cursed ice and snow."

    The mourner said proudly: "After any creature dies, it will turn into a cold corpse. Cold has always been death's friend."

    The Undertaker began to activate the spell.

    The soul-gathering coffin emitted beams of death beams, shooting at Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque. Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque retreated to Tang Monk's side.

    Tang Seng shook the lotus lantern in his hand. After the soul-gathering coffin appeared, the wick of the once dimmed lotus lantern burned again, shooting out lotus beams to form a light shield, protecting Tang Seng, Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque.  In front of you.

    The death beam of the Soul Gathering Coffin, when encountering the Baolian Light Shield, disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

    Tang Monk smiled evilly and said: "Mourner, your soul-gathering coffin can't do anything to my Baolian Light Shield."

    The soul-gathering coffin in the air releases bursts of gloomy air, and the skull pattern disappears and appears in the air.

    The mourner continued to activate the spell, and the air around the soul-gathering coffin was filled with murderous aura. For a moment, the cold air invaded, the power of the death beam suddenly increased, and the light shield of the lotus lantern was shattered to pieces.

    Tang Monk was shocked.

    The death beam hit Tang Monk, the six-eared macaque and Sun Wukong.

    All three of them began to feel dizzy and had splitting headaches.

    The death beam from the soul-gathering coffin hit the lotus lantern. Tang Monk was surprised to find that the lotus lantern in his hand began to be eroded by darkness, and the skull pattern appeared and disappeared.

    Tang Monk was worried that the lotus lantern would be corroded by the death beam, so he had to activate a spell to take the lotus lantern back to the small universe of the Qiankun Baoji.

    Without the protection of the light shield of the lotus lantern, the death beam became more powerful. Sun Wukong, the six-eared macaque and Tang Monk suddenly felt out of their minds, as if their souls were about to be taken away from their bodies by some indescribable thing.

    Amid the flying snow, the lid of the soul-gathering coffin in the sky slowly opened.The mourner said with a ferocious smile: "Tang Monk, the soul-gathering coffin has opened the door for you, rest in peace now! Stop making unnecessary resistance!"

    The death beam of the soul-gathering coffin sucked Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, and the six-eared macaque into the air and flew towards the soul-gathering coffin.

    Tang Seng, the six-eared macaque and Sun Wukong floated towards the soul-gathering coffin like rootless grass. Tang Seng stroked the Qiankun Ring and received Sun Wukong, the six-eared macaque into the small universe of the Qiankun Ring.

    When approaching the Soul Gathering Coffin, Tang Monk offered a banana fan.

    Tang Monk waved his banana fan and fanned randomly.

    Although the power of the soul-gathering coffin is powerful, the hurricane created by the banana fan cannot be underestimated. The soul-gathering coffin in the air began to shake violently in front of the angry hurricane.  Under the attack of the hurricane, the death beam emitted by the Soul-Gathering Coffin weakened instantly.

    Tang Monk successfully escaped from the death beam. He continued to fan the wind with a banana fan, and the fierce hurricane began to push the soul-gathering coffin into the distance.

    The mourner was dumbfounded and immediately waved his war hammer and flew to the soul-gathering coffin in the air.

    Tang Monk stood on the somersault cloud and sneered: "I will slap your broken coffin to the sky!"

    The mourner activated the spell, and the soul-gathering coffin released black energy, tearing the sky apart. The hurricane disappeared without a trace. Tang Monk was swallowed by the black energy, and he and his banana fan were trapped in the soul-gathering coffin.

    After entering the soul-gathering coffin, the surroundings were suddenly light and dark, and the cold wind was biting. He felt that the three souls and seven souls were separating little by little.

    The mourner activated the spell, and the soul-gathering coffin became smaller and smaller, until it was only the size of a matchbox and returned to his hand.

    Tang Monk swung his banana fan and unleashed waves of hurricane winds, trying to break away from the Soul Gathering Coffin, but the Soul Gathering Coffin did not move at all.

    The mourner said proudly: "Tang Monk, there is no need to waste your efforts. This is a magic weapon refined in the dark furnace of the Demon Lord."

    Tang Monk in the Soul Gathering Coffin heard the mourners' voices.

    Tang Monk said seriously: "What's so great about the Dark Furnace? I am the second-ranked weapon refiner in the three realms, second only to Taishang Laojun. Who is the Demon Lord?"

    The mourner snorted softly.

    "You can brag if you like. When I take you back to the Demon Realm and the Dark Temple, you will forever become the Dark Servant of the Demon Lord. Tang Monk, you defeated the lustful enchantress, the blue poet, and the Bingfeng Butcher.  The Black Shepherd was finally defeated in my hands!"

    The hurricane created by the banana fan could not shake the Soul Gathering Coffin even a little bit, so Tang Monk had no choice but to use the banana fan to take back the universe of the Qiankun Precious Ring.

    Tang Monk thought: "After all, the soul-gathering coffin is also made of wood and burned with fire."

    The Qiankun Ring emits bursts of warmth, and the fire of life in Tang Monk's body is burning. He spreads his right hand, palm facing up, and a volcano spewing flames and magma appears in the palm of his hand.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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