According to Yang Xuan's understanding, it was true that Emperor Qingyao buried Qingyao Star back then, but this generation of empresses just sat here, and there was no body left, but turned into this Qingyao Star flowers and plants with the wind.

Therefore, even if Yang Xuan didn't stop the young man's tomb robbery, he wouldn't gain anything.

The pit was not deep, and probably these people had not been digging for a long time, only digging twenty or thirty meters, exposing the rocks under the soil.

Yang Xuan was about to wave his hand to bury the big pit, but he was suddenly stunned, and then his eyes were shining.

I saw that under the rock that could be dug up, there was really a corner of black coffin exposed.

For a while, Yang Xuan's heart was full of suspicions.

Legend has it that Emperor Qing Yao sat here, his body drifted away with the wind, leaving nothing, why is there still a coffin under his tombstone?

Could it be that the legend is false? In fact, Emperor Qing Yao did leave a corpse?

In the midst of a hundred thoughts in his mind, Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the hard rock was broken open by a huge force like tofu, revealing the contents inside.

It was indeed a dark coffin, made of wood, but there was no sign of decay, and there was a strange light in the reflection of the starlight.

Yang Xuan simply jumped down the pit and came to the coffin.

A cold air came to the face, and there was a chill exuding from the coffin at any time, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Yang Xuan circled around the coffin a few times, but found nothing else, under the deep pit, there was only this coffin.

After thinking about it, Yang Xuan clasped his hands together and said to Cangming: I'm sorry, then reached out and grabbed the coffin lid and lifted it gently.

Squeak!

The coffin made of unknown wood made a screeching sound, and then the sound was answered.

The huge chill condensed into a white mist, like a demon and a monster, and pounced directly on it.

If it is an ordinary martial artist, if you are caught off guard, you will be directly frozen into popsicles by this huge cold, without exception.

But Yang Xuan just waved his sleeves slightly, and the white chill was dispersed, falling on the rocks next to him, freezing a thin layer of ice.

But Yang Xuan didn't care about studying the white mist, because after the coffin was uncovered, the scene in the coffin was already unobstructed.

In the dark coffin, there was only a thin layer of white veil, and there was nothing long, and on top of the white veil, a woman in a long dress lay there quietly, her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.

This woman's face is not very beautiful, but it has a touching aura, like white clouds in the sky, the wind is moving and the clouds are soothing, extremely ethereal and unpredictable.

Yang Xuan's heart was extremely shocked.

Because at the moment when the coffin was opened, a momentum of suppression of the heavens diffused out, causing the entire Qingyao Star to tremble for a moment before disappearing.

At this moment, Yang Xuan had a strange feeling that the woman in the coffin over there seemed to have opened her eyes and glanced at him.

But when he looked closely, he found that the coffin was still the same coffin, the woman was still the same woman, and all the strange feelings were gone.

Yang Xuan's heart moved, could it be that the woman in this coffin was really Emperor Qingyao?

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and his mind leaned towards the woman's body like flowing water.

But just as his divine thoughts were approaching, an extremely strong push suddenly attacked, pushing his divine thoughts directly out, unable to get close to the woman's body.

Yang Xuan gasped and involuntarily took a few steps back.

At this moment, he actually had the strange feeling that the woman in the coffin was still alive.

But after observing for a long time, the woman still closed her eyes tightly, and her whole body did not even tremble at all, and she was already dead and could not die anymore.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xuan closed the lid of the coffin again.

After thinking about it, he simply jumped out of the pit with the coffin in his hands.

The tombstone of Emperor Qing Yao still stands quietly, the starry sky is projected on it, and for some reason, there is a feeling of truth and illusion.

Yang Xuan, who was full of doubts in his heart, suddenly thought of Fang Rongxuan.

If the woman in the coffin was really Emperor Qingyao, then Fang Rongxuan would definitely be able to recognize it.

But if the woman in the coffin is not Emperor Qing Yao, then who is she? and why is she buried under the tombstone of Emperor Qing Yao.

In order to prevent the corpse from decomposing, he then let out a cold air and wrapped the coffin in its entirety, and then he was ready to send it to the storage ring, but then he was stunned.

Because the coffin was still lying quietly, it couldn't even fit the storage ring.

Yang Xuan was surprised, and after several attempts, he finally affirmed that this dark and heavy coffin really couldn't be sent into the storage ring.

In desperation, he could only lift the black coffin with one hand, preparing to return to the Imperial Court Star to find Fang Rongxuan.

After waving his hand to bury the deep pit, Yang Xuan stood up and turned into a streamer and rushed into the starry sky.

In the starry sky, there were layers of ripples under his feet, and Yang Xuan was about to step in, but suddenly stopped, and smiled bitterly.

Because he found that when he was holding the black coffin, he couldn't even use the magic power that shrunk into inches.

He tried the lightning teleportation invented by Bai Qi again, but it still couldn't be used, as if there was a strange magic power on the black coffin, which made his Dao method directly lose its effectiveness.

In desperation, he could only turn into a streamer, raise his speed to the extreme, and prepare to fly like this to find Fang Rongxuan.

Not long after flying, a huge battleship suddenly appeared in front of him, levitating quietly, staring at Yang Xuan.

In the next second, a pillar of light the thickness of a bucket directly broke through the starry sky and attacked him.

Yang Xuan turned sideways slightly, flashed a pillar of light, and his brows were already furrowed.

He had already determined that the team of flying ships in front of him was the reinforcements called by those who had escaped before.

Yang Xuan didn't want to pay attention to it, but his heart suddenly moved.

Originally, if he could use the shrinking inch, the speed would be much faster than the interstellar jump, but at this time, if he couldn't use the shrinking inch, if he could take the airship and use the space jump, the speed would be much faster than his own flight.

Swish!

Several figures left the flyship and flew towards Yang Xuan.

Flying at the front was an old man with an emperor-level cultivation, dressed in a yellow robe, with a cold face, and his eyes flashed from time to time.

He was followed by about a hundred people, and their cultivation was uneven, including those who escaped from Qingyao Xing.

In the distance, Yang Xuan heard someone talking.

"The head of the family, it's him, it's he who killed the second son. ”

Yang Xuan smiled dumbly, the speed of revenge of these people is not slow, I hope that the speed of their airship can be as fast as the speed of their revenge.

The old man in the yellow robe flew in front of Yang Xuan, stood still for the first time but did not look at Yang Xuan, but kept looking at the black coffin held in Yang Xuan's hand, and only after a while did he move his gaze to Yang Xuan's face, and said coldly: "Old man Hongmang Star Li Zhengde, who is Your Excellency, why did you kill my son?"

Who Li Zhengde is, Yang Xuan didn't know at all, he looked at the huge flyship behind these people, and thought in his heart that he would have to leave a few people in order to drive the flyship smoothly.

At this time, the wounded who escaped were all looking at the black coffin in Yang Xuan's hand, and their faces were strange.

One person flew forward and whispered a few words in Li Zhengde's ear.

Li Zhengde was stunned for a moment, then his eyes showed a fine light, and he said in a deep voice: "Young man, leave the corpse of Emperor Qingyao, I will spare you from death." ”

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