"Damn, it's so unlucky, I knew that I would be hung in this ghost place, so I won't join in the fun with you. Dugusheng was very melancholy and complained for a long time.

On top of a huge cliff, it was silent and empty, but his voice made this place more noisy.

And Zhang Heng is looking at this.

The hanging coffin of Longhu Mountain is a strange scene, this cliff is called the burial place, only those who have a status in Longhu Mountain and make contributions, can be buried here after death.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless hanging coffins here, which are smoothly placed on top of this cliff.

The mountains here are steep and precipitous, and there are no wild beasts between the mountains and forests, because there is a strange aura brewing in this place, so that no living creature dares to approach it easily.

Under the mountains, there is a smooth cliff, Zhang Heng found that this cliff is like a mirror, whenever he goes to see it, he can clearly see his reflection on the cliff.

This was not a good sign, he felt that there was an invisible force hanging over the cliff, making it impossible for people to practice.

Countless hanging coffins suspended in the air wandered slowly, like floating matter in the universe, aimlessly, swinging freely, except for an ancient bronze giant coffin, flat in the middle of many hanging coffins.

It is huge, tens of meters long, is the center of all hanging coffins, and if you look closely, you can see the floating of other hanging coffins, all of which are centered on the bronze giant coffin, without the slightest deviation.

Beneath the cliff is a large dark river, the river is very quiet, there is no sound of running water, and there is no life.

Zhang Heng felt that there was a great danger in this river, and even if the Yuanying Monk fell into it, he would die.

"This place is not simple. Zhang Heng said with emotion.

"Nonsense, the hanging coffin array of Longhu Mountain is famous all over the world, my father once said that this is a Jedi, unless someone can break the balance of life and death, otherwise they will definitely be trapped here, even if it is an old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, he has no ability to free people from here. Dugusheng cried with a sad face: "I am hanging here, like a second fool, fortunately there is no blazing sun here, otherwise I will definitely be sun-dried, and with the passage of time, it will become a piece of air-dried bacon." ”

This is not a lie, many people who are hung on the cliff are dying in this way.

"What do you think of the prophecy of the patriarch who said the old way just now?"

Zhang Heng's limbs were spread out, locked by countless chains, and he was obviously the focus of his care.

"The ancestors of Longhu Mountain have produced many famous heavenly masters, and it is reasonable to be able to predict the future, looking at today's situation, their statements should be true. Dugusheng said.

"Do you think we will be the prophesied sword-snatchers?" asked Zhang Heng.

"Of course not, we don't have that kind of thinking at all, how can it be us. Dugu Sheng smiled bitterly and said: "What's more, looking at their posture of waiting, this sword-grabbing person should not be small, no matter how bad it is, he won't be hung in such a ghost place, right?"

"I also don't think we're the ones who snatched the sword as prophesied, and it's probably just a coincidence that we're here today. Zhang Heng's eyes showed a look of interest: "You say, is there a possibility, the real person who grabbed the sword did not appear at all, and we who happened to come to borrow the sword stepped on the thunder for them first?"

"......It's entirely possible," Dugu was taken aback, and said: "The real sword-grabbing person must have been planning for a long time, if the old Taoist priests of Longhu Villa were on guard, they might not be so easy to succeed, but it was a coincidence that the old Taoist priest thought that we were the sword-grabbing people, and used the hanging coffin array to lock us up, at this moment they must have relaxed their vigilance, maybe this gave the sword-grabbing person a chance!"

"I think so too, today's things are not so easy to end. A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth, if the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain really thought that they were the ones who grabbed the sword, then eighty percent would suffer a big loss.

Thinking about it this way, the master felt very happy in his heart, this group of indiscriminate old guys deserved to be unlucky, but unfortunately, it would be nice if he could see their bad luck with his own eyes. Dugu Sheng was proud at first, and then depressed: "But think about it, we are more unlucky, these old cows don't know what to do, but why are the two of us unlucky? Being hung in this ghost place, this is a big coffin array, alas!"

Finally, he sighed deeply.

In this dark place, he couldn't use his spiritual power, and his limbs didn't have the slightest strength, so he could only be hung here.

It was a cruel punishment, and the more time passed, the more unbearable the torment became.

There will come a time when life runs out and the air dries here.

"The large array of hanging coffins may not be unbreakable. Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with a gleam, but he said lightly.

"What?"

Dugu Sheng instantly became excited, and his eyes burst into ecstasy.

"Haha, I'll just say, your old Zhang is a monster, why didn't you even resist, you were hung here, it turns out that you already have a way to break the formation...... Let me guess, you must be holding bad water in your stomach, waiting for the old Taoist priests to go to see a good show when they suffer a big loss!"

Hearing this, Zhang Heng shook his head lightly, but he didn't explain.

Wait for Longhu Mountain to suffer a big loss, and then go to the play?

He didn't have that kind of leisure.

There are two reasons why Zhang Heng really made this choice, first, he was also a little angry in his heart.

This anger is not only against Longhu Mountain, but also at the person who grabbed the sword.

Whether it's a coincidence or what, in short, inexplicably taking the blame for others, of course Zhang Heng can't be in a good mood.

He really wanted to see what the so-called Dragon Tiger Mountain Tribulation, as well as the sword snatcher predicted by the ancestor of Dragon Tiger Mountain, was like?

In this world, there are only a handful of forces that dare to calculate Longhu Mountain.

The three holy places, the fragrance building, that's all.

However, Zhang Heng felt that things should not be so simple, first of all, Penglai and Piaoxianglou, the battle of Xiaoyao Valley, the defeat and the escape, they were all anxious, where is there still leisure and leisure to lay out and calculate Longhu Mountain?

Speaking of Yao Chi, their energy is still focused on finding Yao Zihe.

Lingshan, it's possible.

But don't forget, Lingshan has always had a hypocritical face, and they have no grievances with Longhu Mountain, and the chances of doing such a thing are not very high.

However, if it weren't for these Quartet forces, who else in the world would have the strength to calculate Longhu Mountain?

This is the first reason, but for Zhang Heng, the first reason is only secondary.

The main reason that really made him willing to be bound by the Hanging Coffin Great Array was actually the Xuantian Tree!

Since devouring Jianmu, the Xuantian Tree has entered a period of sleep, according to Zhang Heng's prediction, it should have woken up a long time ago, but now it has been almost two years, and the Xuantian Tree is still not moving, which makes Zhang Heng have to worry.

But just when the Great Hanging Coffin Array was launched, he suddenly felt that the Xuantian Tree, which had not been available for a long time, actually sent out a signal of longing.

What does it crave?

Zhang Heng hadn't figured it out before, but at this moment, it suddenly dawned on him.

What Xuantian Tree longs for is nothing else, but the qi of life and death that maintains the great array of hanging coffins!

To be precise, it's actually anger!

"The Xuantian Tree is the first strange tree between heaven and earth, once it enters the growth period, its branches can touch the fairy world, every once in a while, a wisp of immortal energy descends, this wisp of immortal qi is exactly what I want, and it is also my hope to return to the peak of the resource-poor earth...... "Zhang Heng muttered in his heart, guessing the reason: "However, the Xuantian Tree I own is actually incomplete, when I got it at the auction, it was already dying, this is a congenital deficiency, and it needs to be made up for by anger." ”

"In the great array of hanging coffins, there is the qi of life and death, and the Xuantian Tree only needs to get rid of the dead qi and absorb the vitality, then it can make up for the innate deficiencies, wake up from the deep sleep, and enter the growth period!"

"And if the anger is sucked away, the balance of life and death in the hanging coffin array will also be broken, and when the time comes, this array will also be broken!"

A gleam flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, and the complete plan had been engraved in his heart.

However, he didn't plan to tell Dugu Sheng.

The existence of the Xuantian Tree is not suitable for telling people, and it is not good for people close to it, what I am afraid of is not being betrayed, but some things, not knowing but a kind of luck, knowing too much, maybe it will invite bad luck.

Just when Zhang Heng was brewing at this moment to absorb the vitality in the hanging coffin array, at this moment, in the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, there was gradually a smell of blood.

It was very faint, and when a gust of wind blew, it had already dissipated.