Please remember the URL of this site: . The cremation coffin has endless legends. It is rumored that this is a terrible means that the monks in ancient times thought of when they are about to die.

And the cremation coffin is the highest standard funeral, only the ancient gods can do this.Mo Li's heart is extremely uneasy.He watched around the cremation coffin for a while, but he didn't see the slightest clue.It is impossible to even see the identity of the person who entered the coffin.It is suspicious.

And just looking at the surface, all the noble things on it reveal the mystery and strangeness of the deceased.

Mo Li stepped forward again and took a few steps, his mood was peaceful and calm, he did not exude the slightest wisp of killing intent, like a child returning to his roots, staring carefully at the bottom of the coffin.

But the abandoned son of the god who came out of the storage bag was a pair of eyes like black gems, but he stared at the portal below, especially the few ancient gods, and said in a milky voice: That's ...... That's legendary...... One of the gods.

What. This coffin is buried with the ancient and famous Fengshen.The fat Taoist priest is tinkering and observing the coffin.Suddenly, he hears the voice of Xiao Budian.Shen Xi suddenly becomes like an eagle and sprang around.Looking at Xiao Budian with a shocked face.

Fengshen.Canonization of the Ancient Strange God.Entering the list of gods.Although the eternal existence.When will I not treat me?Xiao Budian whispered again.

I didn't expect.I really didn't think.Inside this coffin there must be an extremely powerful ancient coffin of a god.The corner of the fat Taoist priest's mouth was almost crazy and muttered to himself.

It turned out to be a god.. Mo Li also said to himself.Their hearts seem to have set off a terrifying wave.Can't be calm.Because the word god represents a very mysterious realm standing in the mortal world and even in the god world.It is rumored that the creator of the ancient god realm has created a scroll like a god's decree.It contains the will to be a god.Any monk who becomes a god must not only go through the test of hardship, but also ignite the divine fire and canonize the gods.

And this is the famous list of gods.Every god on the list is extremely powerful and mysterious.Because there are only one hundred and eight gods on it.Only when the gods have fallen.Only the next generation can enter the highest realm of the gods.Otherwise, there is no end to the enlightenment in this life.Even there is no hope of enlightenment.

Every time the god list appears, it will cause an uproar, so that the heavens and the world and all the spirits cannot be calm.

Mo Li tried to keep himself in a calm stage.Slow steps forward.This god should be a kind-hearted person.There was not the slightest danger around the coffin.Otherwise, the temperature of the flame alone would be enough for them to bear it.It would have completely turned into ashes.

This is the immortal vine.We must find a way to stay.We can't just be wasted.Fat Taoist Divine Consciousness Transmission.

This cremation coffin itself is pregnant with extraordinary, but also pregnant with ominous meaning, but the surging vitality of the immortal vine is to completely drape the entire ancient coffin with a layer of entangled vitality.

This immortal vine cannot be broken by ordinary means, otherwise it may be destroyed.

And under the coffin, Xiao Budian also found some extremely small handwriting, which recorded the opening method of the ancient coffin, which confirmed Mo Li's guess, this immortal vine was soaked in the blood of the ancient gods, and already had a terrible spirituality.

Mo Li spread out his palms, his nails cut a deep crack, dripping his own blood, he was a descendant of the Great Xia Dynasty, and his bloodline had already metamorphosed to a golden luster by chance.

A drop of golden blood seems to be transformed into an ethereal rune, like a dazzling flower blooming its extraordinary, every drop contains surging vitality, but also pregnant with a majestic tide-like spirituality.

As Mo Li's blood dripped more and more, the immortal vine also stretched out circle after swallowing the vitality, like a shocking python, winding up from the tall trees, until the forty-nine circles of the immortal vine all stretched out. The ancient coffin seemed to have a trace of induction, the coffin fluttered and fluttered, like a dandelion fluttering in the wind, slowly landing on the portal.

They didn't want to disturb the sleep of the dead in the coffin, but 8 they really wanted to find an opportunity from here to open the star field to the next stop.

Mo Li gently stroked the coffin, it was cold and comfortable, there was no burning sensation, the palm of his hand moved slightly to the side, the coffin made a slight sound and moved to the side, there was a faint quaint atmosphere, as if it had experienced countless vicissitudes, it was confusing, as if such a coffin should not be buried here, its destination should be buried in the vast and unpredictable star dome, only where to decorate its home.

The coffin was completely opened, but what shocked and shocked Mo Li was that there was only one wooden box inside the coffin, and there was nothing else.

Mo Li's scalp was numb, and his brain's thinking seemed to be unable to keep up with the pace of change.

And what is buried in this wooden box?