Chapter 920: Scattered into mud and dust

Night Xinghan actually laughed, with a bit of ridicule in his laughter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yunyi was a little annoyed, but he didn't have a seizure.

The others looked at the Earthwalker, waiting for him to decide.

This time, the earthwalker actually agreed: "We should go down and have a look." ”

"If you want to get down, hurry up, time is running out, don't talk nonsense!" Long Kun ran out of patience, and swam forward after speaking.

The number of hanging coffins was beyond everyone's expectations, and the further they went, the more powerful the shock became.

In those years when no one found it, it is not known which unknown tribe or family placed such a large group of tombs here.

And whether this place is still a sealed place or not, even Qingqian doesn't know.

Shen Wuxiang also thought about priing open those iron coffins to see what was inside, but the coffin lid and the coffin body didn't know what spell was used, and they were sewn tightly.

They don't have special magic weapons on them, and their time is limited, so they can't waste on this.

In any case, in a barren and quiet water, crossing cliffs lined with hanging coffins.

The feeling of scalp tingling is never pleasant.

Qing Qian counted the hours, and it had been three hours since they entered the water.

That means they still have about six hours, including finding their way back.

"There's something down there!" Hanbu shouted, and everyone involuntarily slowed down.

Night Xinghan kept swimming forward, and Qing Qian immediately followed.

Yun Yi hesitated for a moment, didn't follow, and only asked, "Xinghan, what is it?"

"It looks like the wreckage of some shipwreck. Night Star's voice was flat.

The earthwalker chuckled in his heart.

Through the deep ripple of the water, everyone could see many dark wreckage lying quietly below.

The size is different, scattered and distributed, many of which have been overgrown with moss and aquatic plants, and they are completely unrecognizable.

Shen Wuxiang laughed: "Earthwalker, there are so many shipwrecks, which one is what you are looking for?"

The earthwalker pointed to the largest one, and his voice could not hide his excitement: "There!

After saying that, the first one swam over, and he didn't care about the danger or not.

The others followed him, and only then did they see that the moss-covered mottled hull was vaguely printed with the word "Spirit Clan".

Because of the age, the word "clan" at the end has long been blurred.

The hull of the ship was corroded and rotten in many places, and if it weren't for the earthwalkers shouting out, no one would have paid attention to such a dilapidated wreck.

The back half of the ship was broken into two sections, and even more than half of it was barely in its original shape.

From the outside, it seems that the cabin can still be entered.

But no one but the Earthwalkers was interested in going in.

The others couldn't find a place to stay, so they swam around the wreckage, hoping to find a treasure or two buried deep in the water.

Some scattered porcelain shards can be seen around the hull from time to time, so I picked them up and took a skim.

I found that some of them were actually very rare black-fetal dragon springs, as well as some secret color porcelain and Ru kiln porcelain.

Scattered and scattered, but unfortunately they have all become fragments, and it is conceivable that any one of them was taken out back then, and they were all peerless treasures that were enough to make people marvel.

Qing Qian sighed softly, let go of his hand, and the fragments fell into the wreckage lightly and heavily.

Even he himself doesn't know whether he sighs that time is like water, personnel changes, or regrets that the famous artifacts of the ages are buried here.