The crystal coffin lies quietly at the top of the pyramid-shaped platform, the coffin is engraved with a variety of exquisite pictures depicting the immortals in the heavenly realm, the immortals are lifelike, the scene is vivid, it looks beautiful and detached, not stained with the slightest wind and dust.

The person in the coffin is also average, although the corners of this person's eyes and eyebrows are too tough, his face is as angular as a knife and axe, and his hands are still tightly holding a long sword with a simple shape, less of the dust and indifference of the immortal family, but the dress is very simple, only wearing a black linen robe, wearing a Taoist crown made of bamboo and wood, without a little luxury embellishment.

Cheng Yue stood in front of the crystal coffin, his eyes staring at the coffin, but what he saw was not the lying person, but the sword placed on the person!

"Is that you? you're calling me?" Cheng Yue asked with a smile.

Naturally, the sword would not answer him in words, but the call from the soul was stronger!

Cheng Yue couldn't hold it anymore and put his hands on the coffin lid!

He's going to open the coffin!

But to his surprise, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push the crystal coffin lid.

This is obviously abnormal, he has tens of thousands of catties of strength with a wave of his arms, mortal things, unless there are high mountains and giant trees, there are few that he can't push, and this crystal coffin lid doesn't look like it weighs tens of thousands of catties!

"What's going on?"

Cheng Yue frowned, in order to find the reason, he circled around the crystal coffin on the high platform, and jumped to the top of the coffin to search carefully.

Suddenly, he found a rectangular groove in the center of the coffin lid, and a golden rune paper was attached to it.

Cheng Yue's eyes flashed, staring at the rune paper: "Is that what you're doing?"

He was barely an expert in the art of spells now, and he could discern the purpose of all kinds of charms at a glance, and this spell was no exception.

Although the veins on this spell are very complicated, and with his soul power level at this time, it is impossible to draw a copy of the gourd in the same way, but its specific effect can be judged!

"The sealing talisman, the talisman with the power of suppression, or the most complicated Nine Heavens Suppression Talisman!"

Cheng Yue's heart froze, and he hesitated a little, if he unveiled this spell, would he release any big disaster?

It's just that looking at the sword in the coffin, he is very reluctant......

"That's it, it's a blessing and not a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided!"

Cheng Yue gritted his teeth for the last time, reached into the dent, grabbed the rune paper, and took it off!

"Buzz!"

The next moment, a dazzling golden light burst out violently, and then the lid of the coffin "clicked" softly, and it seemed to become loose.

A few seconds later, the golden light disappeared, and Cheng Yue folded the Nine Heavens Town Demon Talisman, stuffed it into the small tower and put it away, and jumped off the coffin.

"It should be okay this time, right?" he muttered to himself, reaching out and pushing the lid of the coffin.

"Click!"

The lid moved a little.

"That's it!"

Cheng Yue smiled excitedly, made persistent efforts, and pushed violently, lifting the entire crystal coffin lid.

However, before he could take the sword, a pungent smell wafted from the coffin, and then he saw that the awe-inspiring corpse began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than ten seconds, it turned into a black skeleton of bones, and a gust of wind blew, and it was immediately scattered into ashes!

Cheng Yue hid under the coffin for a while, until the pungent smell ran away, then he stood up and looked into the coffin.

"Holy, how do you take this?"

The ancient sword had turned black, apparently "contaminated" by the corpse fluid produced when the corpse decomposed.

Cheng Yue groped in his arms, found a handkerchief, endured the nausea, and held the long sword in his hand with a handkerchief.

"It's so heavy!"

This is Cheng Yue's first feeling about this sword, and he doesn't know what material it is made of, this sword is simply surprisingly heavy. Xue Yu's Tiger Head Pan Dragon Halberd cast by the combination of extraterrestrial hematite and volcanic gold did not have one-tenth of the weight of this sword, let alone Chen Yuyu's eighty-one catties of Yellow Dragon Glaive Knife, if it weren't for the fact that someone Cheng Cheng now had tens of thousands of catties of strength, he wouldn't even want to use this sword, let alone use it to fight!

Cheng Yue used a little strength to take out the sword, and made a preliminary estimate that the sword was at least around six thousand catties, which made him amazed.

In order to observe the sword more closely, he tore off a large piece of fabric from his robe, and carefully wiped the sword, wiping off all the things that were stained on it, I don't know if it was corpse liquid or something.

Only then could he take a closer look at the sword.

The sword is about four feet five inches long with a sheath, bronzed in shape, simple in shape, simple in ornamentation, and although it lacks some of the fancy and gorgeous swords of the time, it looks atmospheric and majestic. The scabbard is black in color, and like the equipment, it is made of unknown material, with a cinched waist in the middle, and the lines are beautiful and elegant. The hilt of the sword is about one foot two inches long, and it is spinning cone-shaped, and the surface is wrapped with black string of unknown material, which makes it feel very good to hold!

The more Cheng Yue looked at it, the more he liked it, and in the end he was about to fall in love with this sword.

"What does the sword body look like?"

Cheng Yue stared at this ancient sword with bright eyes, couldn't wait to hold the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out!

I heard a soft roar, and then a cold light that could pierce people's eyes suddenly bloomed, and suddenly, the entire underground palace seemed to be a little brighter!

Immediately afterward, the ghostly spirits around him howled wildly, not in anger, but in horror! as if they had seen something particularly terrible, half pleading, half desperate!

Moreover, as the ancient sword was pulled out, the evil aura in the entire dungeon instantly became several orders of magnitude thicker, and the eerie and ferocious atmosphere was almost to the point of making people's hearts palpitate!

"Shhh

Cheng Yue gasped, he didn't expect that pulling out a sword would make such a big move.

However, he was a relatively nervous person, so he was a little surprised and didn't take it seriously, and continued to look at this ancient sword.

The sword body of this ancient sword is very special, ordinary sword, the front and back together, there are only two sword spines, four sword faces, but this sword is different, it has eight sword faces, the whole sword body is thicker than the four-sided sword, plus the length of nearly four feet, it looks like it does not lose the slender beauty of the long sword, and at the same time has the majesty and heaviness of the broadsword.

"Good sword!"

Cheng Yuexiao's eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, such a beautiful and weighty weapon was the most suitable for him!

He held the sword flat in front of him and looked at it carefully, and found two ancient and heavy characters in the position of the approaching sword grid—Tai'a.

"The legendary Sword of the Son of Heaven?!"

Cheng Yue was shocked, he still heard of the name of Tai'a, legend has it that this is the sword of the emperor of the unified empire in ancient times, only those who are the emperor of the empire have the right to wear it, ordinary princes and princes, and even the prince have no right to wear this sword, it is a veritable sword of the Son of Heaven!

Looking at the two words Tai'a, Cheng Yue's eyes froze, and he suddenly remembered something: "The person who was buried with Tai'a in his hand just now, could it be ......?!"

"You guessed it!"

At this time, Cheng Yue was staring at the sword body, the whole body of the sword was smooth and shiny mirror, which could reflect part of his face like a mirror, but suddenly, it was no longer him who was reflected on the mirror, but the man in the coffin!

"Tyrant?!"

Cheng Yue exclaimed.

The tyrant in the mirror laughed, staring at Cheng Yue's eyes full of cruelty and ferocity: "Little thief, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, although you were very disrespectful to me last time, but for the sake of you opening the seal of the life weapon for me, I will reduce your guilt a few times, you only need to wipe your neck with this Tai'a sword now, and I will no longer pursue your offense!"

"Artifact Seal?"

Cheng Yue's eyes rolled, and he poked the long sword on the ground, and he was about to kick it off when he raised his foot!

"What are you doing? Stop!"

The tyrant was so frightened that he was about to pee, and hurriedly rushed out of the sword body and waved his palm to cut Cheng Yue!

Cheng Yue dodged away, and said to the huge black shadow standing in front of him with a serious face: "If you dare to be arrogant in front of me again, I will really break this sword!"

The tyrant had all kinds of rat throwers, and a pair of blood-red eyes just stared at Cheng Yue fiercely, without saying a word.

Cheng Yue continued to count him: "Don't think that it's great to be an emperor, you are just a king of a dead country, and the world has always mentioned you as a joke or a negative teaching material, just you are embarrassed to be embarrassed all day long, don't you feel panicked?"

The tyrant's angry seven orifices were smoking, but the fate weapon was still in Cheng Yue's hands, and there was no way to take him, so he tried his best to press it for a long time before he could barely suppress his anger, and asked in an unkind tone: "How do you know that the fate weapon is my death hole?"

Cheng Yue felt funny when he heard this question, and he didn't hide it from him, and said with a wink: "How else can you know?

The tyrant was furious, gritted his teeth and scolded: "That slut, I should have killed her if I knew it!"

Cheng Yue rolled his eyes: "Your wife didn't deliberately betray you, she just planned for me to deal with Sheng Xu, Sheng Yu is also a ghost king created by the king law, I must know his weaknesses." ”

The tyrant was amused and looked at him with contempt: "It's up to you to deal with Sheng Yan?"

Cheng Yue didn't get angry, but asked with a smile: "Actually, you also want to kill Sheng Yue, right?"