"Yes. These people exchanged glances, nodded in unison, and the Mixed Yuan Holy Son spoke, who would dare to say a word?

"Canglong senior, offended. The Holy Son of Mixed Yuan took two steps forward, bowed to this tombstone again, and then walked to the cliff, and flew in.

Hundreds of Bao Dan from the Tianxuan Continent began to enter one after another, and here, Liu Shengzi and the others also went down in person, and did not hesitate.

Seeing these people jump and jump under this cliff, Guo Enyang pulled Chen Fan's sleeve and said in a deep voice, "Brother Chen, let's go too." ”

Guo Enyang said with a smile.

Chen Fan and Li Wanji exchanged glances, and there was a hint of solemnity in their eyes, could it really be so simple? "What does this mean?

Chen Fan always felt that this place was not so lightly said, but actually meaningful.

"Let's go, let's go and see it first. Chen Fan said in a deep voice.

"Hmm. The two nodded in unison, their bodies turned into a long rainbow, and they flew towards this cliff, after entering this black cliff, they looked at it, it was pitch black, and at the end of the field of vision, almost nothing could be seen, and in the distance, a group of masters were flying.

Flying and flying, a palace began to appear in front of me, roof tiles, heavy mountains, and in the farthest distance, a majestic heavenly palace.

"Is this the place?" Guo Enyang's face was shocked, Canglong Zhenren's palace?

Canglong Zhenren did not leave any name in history, and after his fall, he left all the things in his life here, which is what everyone saw in front of their eyes.

"Let's go to the Heavenly Palace first. Chen Fan said in a deep voice, Chen Fan had a hunch that some important things must be in this Heavenly Palace, and Chen Fan could even see that Liu Shengzi and Mixed Yuan Shengzi and others had already gone towards that place.

And many Baodan people have gone down to these palaces to search to see if there are some treasures.

Of course, these people were light and did not dare to wreak havoc.

For the deceased real people, they still have a trace of reverence in their hearts.

"Brother Chen, don't you go down? Seeing that many of these people had already obtained some treasures, Guo Enyang was moved, and couldn't help but say, even if it was the power of the Baodan realm, he was still moved in the face of the possible treasures left by real people.

"I won't be able to, Mr. Guo, please. Chen Fan glanced at it, and he could roughly feel that there were no special treasures here.

Canglong Zhenren fell too quickly, and he didn't have time to leave anything behind, even if there were some magic weapons, they were also shattered when they were in the dark turmoil.

More than a dozen streamers headed towards the sky, the speed was extremely fast, there were the Mixed Yuan Holy Son and others, and no one dared to approach.

Chen Fan and Li Wanji also rushed to the entrance of this heavenly palace, and when they approached, they heard an exclamation, "Hanging coffin!" A group of people rushed in, Chen Fan rushed into this heavenly palace, looked forward, and saw that in this heavenly palace, there was a huge bronze coffin hanging, which was extremely huge, revealing a gloomy deterrent.

Next to this coffin, there is a huge black monument, "Bury my body here, and future generations should not open it lightly." ”

"Canglong's real corpse?"

In front of this cyan coffin, a group of people surrounded, raised their heads, and looked at this huge hanging coffin, with an indescribable solemn expression, and the Mixed Yuan Holy Son took the lead and bowed to this cyan coffin.

"It turns out that Canglong Zhenren hid his corpse here?" Chen Fan glanced at it, and his heart couldn't help but feel sad.

The dignified generation of real people back then died quietly, and almost no one knew.

Canglong Zhenren shed the last drop of blood for this Northern Tribulation Star.

Chen Fan was looking at it, the Mixed Yuan Holy Son suddenly walked towards this bronze coffin step by step, everyone saw this scene, and couldn't help but be stunned, but no one stopped him, the Mixed Yuan Holy Son moved forward step by step, and finally walked to this coffin, and then climbed up.

"What is he doing?"

The Mixed Yuan Holy Son was fascinated for a moment, and the person crawled towards the bronze coffin, and then stretched out his hand and touched the lid of the coffin.

"It's not good, he wants to open the coffin!" Chen Fan reacted immediately, and his face changed greatly.

Can this coffin be opened?

Why did the Holy Son of Mixed Yuan open this coffin? What is the relationship between him and Canglong Zhenren?

Several questions passed through Chen Fan's heart, and Chen Fan remembered the words on this stone tablet, this coffin can't be opened! No matter why, the will left by this Canglong Zhenren is absolutely not wrong.

Seeing that the Mixed Yuan Holy Son had already climbed up, but no one stopped him, when Chen Fan said this, the people of the Tianxuan Continent just looked at him with strange eyes.

"Stop!" With a loud shout, Chen Fanren had already rushed forward, and with a flick of his fingers, the broken army appeared in his hand.

With a loud shout, Chen Fan cut down directly at the five fingers of the Mixed Yuan Holy Son!

"Presumptuous!"

"What are you doing?"

The people of the Tianxuan Continent and Liu Shengzi shouted almost at the same time, their faces changed, and in just an instant, more than a dozen masters from the Tianxuan Continent rushed out in one breath and blocked in front of Chen Fan.

"This coffin can't be opened!!" As if thinking of something, Chen Fan's whole hair stood upside down.