Xiao Fan held a lot of doubts in his heart, quietly waiting for Yin Mingzi to find the ancient **** corpse.

"By the way, I once remembered that I also met some **** corpses in the War Soul Continent. I wonder how this ancient **** corpse is different from the original **** corpse?" A thought suddenly flashed in Xiao Fan's heart.

He still remembered that the divine corpses of the Battle Soul Continent were divine corpses that persisted in resentment and contained a breath of energy, so they were able to act.

In addition, there are still some divinities in the corpse of the gods. These divinities and resentments were originally the killing of the gods and his great tonic.

It is precisely because of this that once the grievances and divinity of the corpse are dispelled or swallowed, the corpse can be directly obliterated.

When he was nervous, Xiao Fan held some expectations.

After a while, Yin Mingzi didn't let him down, and really found a place to bury the corpse.

"It's so rich." Luo Wudao stood on the edge of a deep pit and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and his heart was also very uneasy. Under his feet, there was a bottomless pit, which was dug out by Yin Mingzi in an hour.

Standing on the edge of the big pit, an extremely cold breath rushed out, making people feel like they had fallen into the Ten Thousand Years Ice Cellar. Even the monks of the Great Realm were a bit chilly and got goose bumps all over.

Xiao Fan's soul power swept out, but after tens of feet deep, he was frozen into frost by the cold air, and then turned into powder.

Xiao Fan quickly withdrew the power of his soul, staring at the deep pit.

"Yin Mingzi will be fine, right?" Luo Wudao couldn't help being a little worried when he saw Yin Mingzi hadn't come up for a long time.

"Come here." Xiao Fan's eyelids twitched.

Before the words fell, a shadow strung out from the deep pit, carrying a decadent and ancient aura, and a domineering icy air.

When Xiao Fan and Luo Wudao saw this, they involuntarily stepped back several tens of feet, staring at the front with guard.

The next moment, the two of them couldn't help but stare at the front, their eyes full of horror.

I saw four sets of blood-colored coffins on the edge of the deep pit. The coffins were made of unknown, but they were extremely scarlet, as if watered by blood.

At the same time, the blood coffin was also covered with divine patterns, gleaming with a faint luster, just like human breathing.

The blood coffin is tightly closed, and it is a whole body, giving people a very heavy feeling.

"Here is the corpse of the gods?" Luo Wudao was extremely surprised. Looking at the four blood coffins, his scalp felt numb, and he always felt a very dangerous aura.

"The corpse of the gods is inside." Yin Mingzi nodded, his expression extremely alert.

"Deception Blood Coffin?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed directly, looking at the four blood-colored coffins filled with fear.

At the same time, he couldn't help but recall the blood coffins he had seen in his mind. These blood coffins were somewhat similar to those seen in the blood coffins.

It's just that the coffin in the Blood Nether revealed a kind of black, showing blood black, and it looked even more gloomy and terrifying.

"Do you know the Blood Coffin of Deception?" Yin Mingzi looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.

It's no wonder he was so surprised. You must know that he has only seen a few words in the family's ancient books about the record of the blood coffin.

But Xiao Fan broke through the origin of this blood coffin in one word. How could he not be shocked?

"It's just a little bit." Xiao Fan nodded his head while restraining his mind.

Deception Blood Coffin, Xiao Fan is naturally clear. There is a record of Deception Blood Coffin in the Asura's inheritance. Although not very detailed, it does not affect Xiao Fan's judgment.

"What is the Blood Coffin of Deception?" Luo Wudao couldn't help asking.

Although he didn't know what the Qitian Blood Coffin was, he could also feel the horror of the Qitian Blood Coffin. These few words were enough to scare people.

Xiao Fan did not speak, but Yin Mingzi took a deep breath and explained: "It is rumored that the blood coffin of Deception has the power of deception. Some people who have completely died can use it to resurrect."

"How can a dead person be resurrected? Unless the aura is not exhausted, so slowly cultivate, and he can recover?" Luo Wudao obviously didn't believe it.

The Great Emperor Realm is indeed difficult to kill, but it does not mean that the Great Emperor Realm is immortal. As long as the aura is exhausted, let alone the Great Emperor Realm, even the Saint Emperor Realm may not be able to survive.

"No, Deception Blood Coffin does possess such ability." Xiao Fan said affirmatively, "Even if the Qi is extinct, he can be resurrected inside, because it is rumored that he is connected to another world."

"What world?" Luo Wudao asked without hesitation.

"Nine You Hell." Xiao Fan solemnly spit out a few words.

No wonder he was so uneasy. Since entering the Primordial God Realm, Xiao Fan has been inquiring about the Jiuyou Hell, but unfortunately he has never found anything.

For more than ten years, Lu Zhan has also been missing and has not heard from him.

If it hadn't been for breaking through the realm of the Great Emperor some time ago and unblocking some of the information in Shura's inheritance, Xiao Fan would not even know the information about the Blood Coffin of Deception.

Now that he sees the Blood Coffin of Deception, Xiao Fan is extremely excited. This is the first time he has obtained clues about Jiuyou Hell in these years.

"How is it possible, Jiuyou Hell, doesn't it exist at all?" Luo Wudao exclaimed, his tone full of incredulous.

As a child of the Nine Profound Emperor Territory, Luo Wudao has naturally heard of Jiuyou Purgatory, and it is precisely because of this that he will not believe in this illusory existence.

Not to mention the ordinary imperial realm, even the major forces in the ancient frontiers, it is estimated that many people are looking for the Jiuyou Hell, but no one has ever succeeded.

Later, in people's subconscious, Jiuyou Hell also became an imaginary existence.

Xiao Fan couldn't help frowning when he heard this. He didn't know whether Jiuyou Hell existed, only that it was recorded in the Asura inheritance.

But he believed that Jiuyou Hell should really exist.

"No, Jiuyou Hell exists!" Suddenly, Yin Mingzi said a word very solemnly, and the eyes in the black hat brimmed with sharpness.

"Oh? You know?" Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, staring at Yin Mingzi firmly.

"There is a record in the ancient books of my family, but in ancient times, Jiuyou Hell was completely closed, no one can enter, and no one can come out." Yin Mingzi explained.

"No one can come out, I believe, but no one can go in, that's not necessarily." Xiao Fan shook his head.

Everyone in the world doesn't know the Jiuyou Hell, but the people inside can't get out at all. Naturally, the things about the Jiuyou Hell are unknown.

However, whether no one can enter, it may be impossible, because it is impossible for the person who enters to come out, and it is impossible to pass the matter.

Luo Wudao and Yin Mingzi looked at each other and nodded. They naturally understood Xiao Fan's thoughts. "Biluohuangquan came for the corpse of the gods. If you want to come, the corpse of the gods is in the blood coffin." Xiao Fan didn't continue to entangle this question, and turned the subject away.