Chapter 509: The Dead Go to the Grave
This young man from the Black Snake Clan, who was about twenty years old, had the cultivation of the late stage of the Condensation Realm, and was full of spirit and confidence.
He looked at the portal, his face excited and ready to move.
Such a young man is full of joy and color, and he doesn't have much of a deep city, so it is not difficult to see what he is thinking in his heart.
It is nothing more than wanting to be the first to enter the clan land of the grave tribe and get some benefits from it, even if there are no benefits, it can attract the attention of the patriarch and be taken seriously.
There are many people who think like this, and many people from the Black Snake tribe are also ready to move, and now when they see someone taking the lead, they suddenly regret it in their hearts.
"You?" looked at the young clansman, immediately showing hesitation, looked at the portal again, and finally nodded.
Although he was still unsure, after some temptation just now, all the skulls had successfully flown into the portal, and there should be no problem.
"Thank you, Patriarch!" the young man was overjoyed to receive permission, and without hesitation, immediately rushed towards the portal.
Everyone's eyes are focused on him, and at this moment, he is the brightest star, and all eyes are on him.
In an instant, his body immediately entered the enveloping range of the pillar of light, and he was only one step away from the portal.
But it is this step, but it is close to the end of the world, and it has become a ravine that can never be crossed.
The moment he entered the pillar of light, a mutation suddenly occurred.
The pillar of light flickered, and the geist figures suddenly became violent, like a bloodthirsty devil, and swooped down on the young man, burrowing into his body.
The young man trembled, and immediately a black gas came out of his head, bleeding from all his orifices, and he fell to the ground, losing all his life.
Then his body was sucked in by the portal.
Hiss......
This scene changed so quickly and unexpectedly that everyone couldn't help but gasp.
Those people of the Black Snake Clan, who were about to act and regret just now, trembled violently, their faces turned pale with fright, and their souls were not possessed.
In an instant, everyone fell silent.
Especially Bo Ya, his face was gloomy to the extreme, why didn't the skulls thrown in it be attacked by the spirit figure, and people would be attacked when they stepped in?
What kind of mystery is hidden in this portal?
"Qinglin Palace Envoy, you'd better give me an explanation, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" Bo Ya looked at Qinglin, with a murderous intent in his eyes.
Qing Lin didn't get angry, he didn't speak, his face seemed to show a look of thought, after a few breaths, his eyes flickered, as if he had an idea, his big hand grabbed under the altar, and suddenly a corpse floated up and flew towards the portal.
This corpse died in the mouth of the beast, was sucked away from the soul, and was controlled by Qinglin at this moment, and instantly flew into the pillar of light, but those geist figures were indifferent, as if they didn't see it, so that the corpse successfully fell into the portal and disappeared, without any accidents.
Qinglin's expression paused, patted the storage bag, took out the black iron piece again, pinched a handprint, reached out and grabbed it, and immediately grabbed a soul from the black iron piece, leaving a trace of spiritual imprint in his body, and shook it violently.
The spirit flew towards the portal, but as soon as it landed in the pillar of light, the geist figures immediately pounced, and in just one breath, they devoured the soul clean.
This scene made everyone startled, showing a thoughtful expression, and immediately saw some clues.
Qing Lin repeated the corpse on the ground and the soul in the black iron piece several times, and the result was the same.
"Corpses can enter the portal, but souls can't enter the ......" Jiang Yi's eyes flashed: "This portal, could it be that only the dead can enter?"
Then he shook his head again: "If that's the case, how can the people of the grave tribe get in? There should be other ways, I think ......"
"The dead go to the grave!" Qing Lin put away the black iron piece and said: "The grave is the final destination of the dead, so only the dead can enter this portal, but the clansmen of those grave tribes cannot be dead, and the living must have a way to enter." ”
"Is it a totem? Only by condensing the tomb totem can you enter this portal?" Iron Stone suddenly guessed.
The biggest difference between any tribe is the totem, if a tribe wants to become strong, it must maintain the integrity and uniqueness of the totem.
It is very likely that the tomb tribe will use the totem on its body to enter the clan land through this portal.
When many people heard this, they all nodded their heads and felt that it made sense.
But if that's the case, then isn't there no one to go in? Then they died so many people that they just worked in vain.
Boya's face showed unwillingness.
Suotu's face also became extremely ugly, this time in order to find the clan land of the grave tribe and deal with the beasts, the "Soul Sealing Banner" suffered a heavy blow, if you go back like this, how can you go to Ah Bu?
All the people of the Black Snake tribe are unwilling.
"It's not a totem!" At this moment, Qing Lin suddenly spoke, a strong light appeared in his eyes: "The people of the grave tribe enter the clan land, not by the totem, but by the coffin behind them, every clan member of the grave tribe carries a coffin, this coffin can not only condense the dead qi and assist in cultivation, but also the key to entering the clan land!"
At this time, Jiang Yi also thought that if he dug up a tomb, he would definitely see a coffin, and inside the coffin, it was the dead man.
The coffin is the medium between the dead and the grave!
After Qinglin finished speaking, he turned around, stretched out his hand, and suddenly a wooden coffin flew over and landed in front of him.
This wooden coffin, apparently left by the people of the grave tribe back then, was covered with a thick layer of dust, which looked very old, but it was not damaged at all.
Qing Lin waved his right hand slightly, and a gust of wind swept through, immediately blowing away the dust on the coffin, revealing a pattern of the head of a beast beast.
The lid of the coffin opened, and Qing Lin's gaze suddenly scanned, obviously looking for someone to verify this conjecture, although he already had a full handle