The Void Bronze Door, deep and mysterious, the golden aura swelled up, as if it could restrain evil, and when the witch god approached, a repulsive force was generated, and the rumbling Buddha sounded, shaking it back.

"Eight bronze doors, only this one still has the prestige of the past! Is this trying to stop me?" The witch god's eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and he said with murderous intent, "Do you think that I can't do anything about it? Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die, even if they are people I value, they can't be an exception!"

Buddha sound Di dang, shuttling through eternity, inside the bronze door, the edge of the extinction dragged the remnants, difficult to move forward, this is a tunnel, all over the place is shrouded in golden mist, it is strange to say, when you turn back, you will find that the copper door is like an illusion, come without a shadow, go invisible.

"The breath of Buddhism!" muttered to himself, the voice in his ears was very vast, and very simple, very similar to the chanting sound of the Bodhi Temple, in the wilderness, only the lama can produce such a pure Buddha sound, is the existence of the bronze door, and these lamas are still related.

"Cough~~cough~~" Yuan Xuan coughed violently, affecting the injuries in his body, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously overflowed with blood.

"Extinction!" The fluttering voice came, and the Phantom Moon Mirror volleyed into the air, reaching out a pair of pure white hands and holding him steadily.

"Woo!" Yuan Xuan snorted, his dim eyes suddenly lit up, and the aura continued to surge from those hands, and in a blink of an eye, his strength was restored to thirty percent.

"That's enough!" Yuan Xuan held it with his backhand and pulled it out of the mirror, and saw that Wan Ting's face was pale and very weak.

"You..... Are you feeling better?" Wan Ting was covered in cold sweat, and her mind was a little blurred.

"Your skill is not enough, the concentric knot will only consume your cultivation!"

"The one just now, is it called the Concentric Knot?" Wan Ting stared at Yuan Xuan and asked silently, "Why does it only work on you?"

"Go back, cultivate well!I'll definitely be able to take you out!" Yuan Xuan didn't answer, and pushed her into the mirror with his backhand.

"Let me follow you, okay? I promise not to hinder you!" Wan Ting grabbed Yuan's arm tightly and pleaded, "I know you care about us, but you can't leave everything alone!"

"It's dangerous here, don't mess around!" Yuan Xuan frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "If you make a move, I won't be able to take care of you at all!"

"I don't need you to take care of me!" Wan Ting forcibly got up, pulled out the Qingying Sword, showed a bit of momentum, and said, "I can take care of myself!"

Yuan Xuan shook his head, and was about to say something, when suddenly a strange roar came from behind him, like some kind of creature waking up from a deep sleep, accompanied by gusts of cold wind, which made people chill.

"What's that?" Wan Ting wondered.

"Let's go!cough~~cough~~" Yuan Xuan didn't answer, but his face changed suddenly after just a few steps, fortunately he was supported by Wan Ting in time, and the two walked side by side to the depths.

The tunnel was not very long, and it didn't take long for it to come to a wide place, which looked like an altar, with a huge copper and iron in the center, and countless coffins around the copper and iron, filling the whole space.

"It's... What is this!" Wan Ting covered her mouth and tried her best to suppress her voice, and the scene in front of her really shocked her.

Yuan Xuan was very calm, although his heart was already turbulent, he did not show it at all, and after observing for a while, he even took the initiative to fly up and came to the front of the copper and iron.

"Meteorite copper fell from the sky, bless Jiang's family!" Yuan Xuan silently recited the inscription on it, and there was a signature below, which was the witch god Jiang who was not guilty.

"Meteorite copper! Is this meteorite copper?" Wan Ting glanced at the fate and said, "I have seen the record of meteorite copper in the savage ancient scroll, four thousand years ago, a piece of meteorite copper flew from the sky, it is rumored to have the ability to bring the dead back to life, and then the sky shook its anger, and thunder fell to shatter it, and since then, no one has seen it!"

Looking at this piece of meteorite copper, and then at the coffins under his feet, Yuan Xuan unconsciously remembered the Jiao Ming turmoil mentioned by Nan Wuxin, and the method he said to solve Jiao Ming was not related to meteoric copper.

"What are you thinking?" Wan Ting asked.

Yuan Xuan shook his head, stepped forward and flicked it slightly, and suddenly a vigorous copper sound spread around.

"The power of electromagnetism!" Yuan extinguished his doubts, and when the copper sound spread, an electric arc appeared on the surface of the meteorite copper.

"These wooden coffins!" Wan Ting pointed to the wooden coffin at her feet, her face frightened.

Yuan Xuan lowered his head, and saw that for some reason, blood oozed from the cracks in those wooden coffins.

"There's a door there!" Wan Ting, who was frightened, found a stone door in the dark.

"Let's go!" Yuan Xuan quickly left with Wan Ting, and before entering the door, he glanced back and hurriedly saw that the lid of one of the coffins was shaking, and a bloody hand poked out of it.

Stepping through the stone gate, an avenue is extended, and on both sides of the avenue, there are still coffins on display, and under each coffin, a blood line is drawn out, converging in the same direction.

Yuan Xuan held Wan Ting tightly, although he was silent all the way, cold sweat oozed from the palms of both of them, not to mention the scene in front of him, the blood in the air alone was unbearable.

After walking for a while, I came to a secret room, where there were still coffins on display, the difference was that on each coffin, there were several Gu worms wriggling, and the scarlet gaze, every time I looked at it, it made people's scalp tingle.

"Otherwise, you go to the mirror first!" Feeling Wan Ting's trembling, Yuan Xuan said, "This place is not suitable for you!"

"I'm fine!" Wan Ting shook her head and asked rhetorically, "Do you know what this place is?"

Yuan Xuan hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "If my guess is correct, this should be the final resting place of the Gusang clan!"

"Gusang clan!" Wan Ting's face changed and asked, "Isn't that a race that produces silkworm spirit magic?"

"That's right!" Yuan Xuan nodded, looking at the coffins in front of him, still with hesitation on his face.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the appearance of fate disappearing and stopping, Wan Ting had a bad premonition.

"The Witch God mentioned to me just now the scourge of the Scorching Underworld!" Yuan Xuan thought for a moment and recalled, "He said that death is not the end, but the beginning of fear, do you think it is possible that the people in these coffins have all experienced that disaster? Are they really dead?"

Wan Ting's face was pale, she looked at the coffin in front of her, and asked in a trembling voice, "Aren't they all dead?"

Yuan Xuan was also very puzzled, and suddenly he sensed something, and pulled Wan Ting to hide under a coffin.

"Bang, bang!" Heavy footsteps came from a distance, and I saw a broken body, slowly walking towards this side, he had a pair of gray pupils, his expression was very dull, and the blood under his feet was dripping, flowing into the pools of blood on both sides, and at the same time erasing his footprints.

"Woo~~Woo~~" Wan Ting screamed in fright, but fortunately, Yuan Xuan covered her mouth in time, and finally watched this person open a coffin and lock himself in.

"Let's go!" Yuan Xuan pulled Wan Ting into a door quickly, and after passing through several intersections in succession, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"That.... That ....." The fear just now made Wan Ting still speechless.

"Electromagnetic, gray eyes, I see, I finally know where this is!" Yuan Xuan did not panic, but there was a kind of excitement in his eyes, and said, "Looking for the copper door, there must be a copper door here!"

"Boom!" There was a roar in the distance, like an inducing factor, and then countless coffins were blasted open, and one body after another was revealed.

"It turns out that they are really all alive!" Wan Ting saw countless shadows walking towards them, and became very panicked.

The phantom moon mirror brushed by, and despite Wan Ting's objections, Yuan Xuan forcibly included her in the mirror. At the same time, he used the mirror technique, and he didn't care about the situation here, one after another afterimages skimmed through the void, and in the blink of an eye, every secret room left his figure.

"Kill the aliens and return to orthodoxy!" The voice of the witch god floated from afar, and he broke through the bronze door, chasing the breath of fate all the way, and was already about to lock it.

"Where!" Yuan Xuan was anxious in his heart, and suddenly remembered the copper sound made by the meteorite before, and suddenly the momentum of the whole person skyrocketed, his feet shook the ground, and a layer of waves spread in all directions.

"Be bold, look for death!" several voices came from afar, and they approached at great speed.

Yuan Xuan closed his eyes and listened quietly to the explosion, and finally found the copper sound in these mixed sounds.

"Found it!" Yuan Xuan opened his eyes, and the position he had locked on, turned into a cloud of streamers and disappeared into a secret room.

"Sure enough, it's here!" As soon as she entered the secret room, a bronze door Yaoyao was facing directly, looking at the empty coffin next to her, and Yuan Xuan finally confirmed the conjecture in her heart.