Wind overhead is not a good omen!

This means that the falling rocks just now must be in the stone wall above the temple, and the wind has penetrated in, doesn't this indicate that the top is empty!

Before a few people could sigh, the sudden roar of the wind made a few people almost lose their footing and were swept out by the wind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The wind in the center of the hall roared violently, and the sound of the wind made the three of them not react for a moment.

It wasn't until there was a 'bang' sound all around, and their eyes were suddenly blown away by the tip of the wind like a knife, and a lot of blood was blown out of their faces and bodies, and the three of them knew how powerful this wind was!

Even the delicate beads can only last for a while!

There was no time to sigh, there was pain in his cheeks and two arms, and Mo Kongjing, who barely opened his eyes, soon found that the place where the tornado hit was very limited, and such a huge main hall was the scope of the tornado from the center point.

But the outermost circle of the main hall, that is, the golden silk nan wooden coffin that was placed in the innermost place, was safe at first, and the jade floor was not lifted, and the golden silk nan wooden coffin was even more immovable.

The wounds on the face, hands, and body were originally sharp and stinging at first, but gradually with the wind blowing over, there were too many and too dense, and there was no place on the three of them that was intact at all.

In such a rampant tornado, even if you talk to someone face to face and roar, the other party can't hear it.

Mo Kongjing, who didn't waste his strength, raised his hand and wanted to express something, but finally hesitated for a moment and chose to point to a safe place outside the hall and beckoned the two of them over.

The distance that could be completed in the blink of an eye for the three of them was more than a hundred times slower in a tornado.

Don't say anything, the few people who are struggling to move in the tornado are already very difficult just to stabilize their body so that they are not blown away by the tornado, just like those jade burning floor tiles.

In fact, the golden silk nan wooden coffin is also safe, and it must be faster to go from their direction to the golden silk nan wooden coffin.

But when I thought about it, Ning Keqin just turned the hub of the mechanism, and this place became this ghost, and I really couldn't be interested in the golden silk nan wooden coffin.

I'd rather greet the two of them than go a little farther than provoke the coffin again.

It was they who had a preconceived idea that even if there was a coffin in the Shangxian Mansion that had soared, there were some unusual secret realm magic weapons.

But what if you think about it from another angle?

Maybe this coffin is filled with the bodies of blood relatives or double monks, and isn't it disturbing the peace of the deceased by doing so?

Therefore, it is not too much for the master of the Immortal Mansion to do anything on the coffin.

If it was really the same as what he thought, Mo Kongjing felt that there was really no need to go over there.

She doesn't have any special fetishes, dead people or something, of course, it's best not to see them.

The brain was dizzy and cranky, and the wounds on his body and face were already numb to pain, because the spiritual power had to protect his Jin Dan, and his two hands had to protect the deadly places of his head and neck, and the rest of the three of them had suffered from the other.

I don't know how long I walked, the wind on both sides gradually became smaller, and after walking for a long time, I felt that there was no wind on all sides, and the stinging feeling was gone, and the three of them exhaled a breath, looked at each other, and showed a palpitating look.

I don't know how long this road has been walking, and then looking at the center of the tornado from outside the hall, Mo Kongjing couldn't help but be speechless, why is it that such a short road makes her feel as if she has walked for several years?

This is not over, staring at the hall for a while, Mo Kongjing couldn't help but sigh for a long time.

Ning Keqin really fought hard, and actually ran to the side of the golden silk nan coffin!

"Ah Jing...!"

This voice seemed to be wrong, and she turned around towards Mo Kongjing, who wanted to take a few more glances at the main hall, and this time, her whole body stiffened there.

I couldn't hear anything in my ears.

The scene in front of me is like a dream, ahh

I saw that outside the main hall, the countless stepped palaces that were originally high have disappeared.

It was just pitch black, so dark that there wasn't a trace of light or anything superfluous.

And the main hall seems to be floating in the dark air at the moment, and even the bottom is pitch black when you look down!

Subconsciously took three steps back, staring at the stairs in front of the main hall that seemed to have been forcibly torn apart, Mo Kongjing felt that his consciousness began to gradually retract.

Could it be that the falling stone just now was a self-destruct procedure in the Immortal Mansion?

No, if it really self-destructed, why did you leave the main hall behind?

Looking at it like this, it was obvious that this main hall had become like this before they walked out of the tornado!

What kind of things are put in this golden silk nan wooden coffin to make a good immortal mansion become this ghost in front of you!

In the middle of the sound, the three of them looked at each other speechlessly, and they didn't know how long it had been, and nothing strange had happened in this main hall.

But the darkness is as good as ever, and the wind is as strong as ever.

After a long time, Mo Kongjing shook his head and stood up calmly with his eyes, "Yanran, can you still use your Linglong Pearl?" Let's see if the spiritual power of the three of us can hold up to the side of the golden silk nan wooden coffin. ”

"It's... If you really want to go over, I'm afraid you will have to suffer the sin just now. Mu Yanran stretched out her palm with a wry smile, only to see that the small bead in her palm that was originally shining with blue water had broken into two halves from the middle.

Linglong Zhu's high-grade spiritual weapon was shattered like this, and several people sank in their hearts and understood the seriousness of the situation.

The moment the wind suddenly appeared from the main hall, it must have been the strongest, if it weren't for the Linglong beads blocking it, the three of them would have been squeezed into pieces by the wind in an instant.

But the Linglong bead itself was destroyed like this, and it is unknown whether it can be used after repairing it in the future.

It's not a matter to always pestle here, the three of them checked the wound and found that their physical fitness was not bad, because the deadly place of Jin Dan, neck, and head were all tightly protected, and the blood on the body was naturally a small injury.

Finding that the wound itself was also shallow, the three of them gritted their teeth and walked back to the main hall against the roaring wind, but this time, their purpose was the strange golden silk nan wooden coffin.

This time, the strong wind howled so violently that even though they had already experienced it once, when they experienced it again, the bone-chilling pain still made several people's nerves ache.

When the wind blows, it is originally a small injury, but if this kind of small injury is all over the body, it is also painful, and the pain can only be experienced by one person.

This time, because of his mental preparation, against the roaring wind, Mo Kongjing forced some spiritual power out of his body and covered his eyes.

In this way, the wind like a knife can't hurt her eyes, but the consumption of spiritual power is too huge, and if it continues like this, her spiritual power will definitely not last long.

After a few quick glances, Mo Kongjing found a very strange place, in the center of the roaring wind, there was clearly something!

(To be continued.) )