The huge coffin, about three meters long and more than one meter wide, saw that Ling Yu was a little apprehensive, as the saying goes, do not do to others what you do not want, he is so disturbing people's dreams now, will he suffer similar things in the future?

However, he thought again: The most important thing for me now is to improve my strength, protect the people I care about, find the fragments of the soul lamp, and clean the portal for Mr. Long, if the person who disturbs my dreams in the future also has such thoughts, then it will not be a big deal.

This thought can be regarded as counting karma, since you are not even afraid of cause and effect, what is there to worry about?

Ling Yu straightened his back, straightened his clothes, and then walked over to Long San's side and stood side by side with him. According to Ling Yu's visual inspection, the weight of the coffin should not be less than a thousand catties, and a pit was pressed out of the surface of the jade platform, and it was full of cracks.

Ling Yu didn't want to stay here for long, so he immediately jumped on the jade platform and reached out to push the lid of the coffin, but he didn't move.

Long San looked at his face, which was slightly red from exertion, a little funny, and couldn't help but say:

"This kind of thing, once it is sealed, it has no intention of opening it again, so it will be coated with special glue in the cracks, and it cannot be opened by manpower alone, unless it is forcibly destroyed by using fighting energy!" Ling Yu hesitated again and said:

"Isn't there a little way for Sven?" Long San groaned slightly, and stretched out his right hand, as if asking Ling Yu to give him something, Ling Yu didn't know why, and put his right hand up.

A burst of anger surged through Long San's heart, and with a snap, he hit the back of his hand,

"What do I want your hands for?"

"Then what do you want......" Ling Yu looked aggrieved.

"Nether Blade!" Ryuzo said with a roll of his eyes. Ling Yu pulled out the Nether God Blade, reversed the hilt of the sword and handed it to him, only to see him pull out a sword flower in the air, and then stab four swords in a row, and then sparks burst out around the coffin at the same time.

Long San threw the Nether Divine Blade to Ling Yu,

"You try again. Although Long San didn't use any swordsmanship just now, the four swords were swift and casual, seemingly casual, but in fact, they were elegant and uninhibited, with infinite power and change, Ling Yu was so excited that he almost didn't catch the Netherworld God Caries Ling Yu came back to his senses, and reached out to push it again, and the coffin lid really opened in response to his hand, and at this moment, in the coffin, a hand suddenly stretched out and pinched his neck like lightning.

That hand was infinitely powerful, and it was like an iron hoop around Ling Yu's neck, almost pinching his neck, and after a while, his face turned red.

Ling Yu could barely think, and with a wave of his right hand, the Nether God Blade blade slashed towards that arm, just listening

With a "snort", he actually cut off that arm. However, the iron claws did not let go.

Ling Yu was completely panicked, and with a bang, the Nether God Blade fell on Lin, grabbing the fingers of that hand with both hands, but still not moving at all.

At this time, Long San floated up, and the hand was like a mouse meeting a cat, and immediately fled without a trace.

After a while, a remnant soul floated out of the coffin, looking like a middle-aged man, with a solemn and solemn expression, when he saw Long San, he immediately fell to the ground and said respectfully:

"The Ten Elders of the Dragon Clan meet the Patriarch!" Long San became very different from usual at this time, with a fierce expression on his face, and his temperament became extremely noble, Ling Yu was infected by him, and his eyes became respectful, even if the emperor was in front of him, he might not show such a respectful look.

He originally thought that the dragon clan was the most powerful demon beast in the continent, and Long San was just an ordinary demon beast, but he didn't expect it to be the patriarch, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Long San said lightly: "Get up." The middle-aged man stood up, but he was still arched, and said in a low voice, "I don't know why the patriarch came here." Long San said: "You came to the cluster to live in seclusion a thousand years ago, and you don't know about some things that happened in the clan. The middle-aged man's expression was slightly unnatural,

"I really don't know what happened in the clan, but the patriarch has fallen to this point, it must be the patriarch who has become a traitor, if you have anything you need me to do, just ask. Ling Yu said in his heart: It turns out that this guy is also from the Dragon Clan, no wonder he can play with Qingluan between applause!

Seeing that Long San didn't speak, the middle-aged man turned his gaze on Ling Yu and said, "Who is this brother?" Long San said, "This is the closed disciple I have received in this border country." The middle-aged man looked at Ling Yu for a while, and praised: "Brother Qingqi bones, extraordinary temperament, the patriarch is really a good vision, congratulations to the patriarch!" Ling Yu touched his neck, which was still painful, and said secretly: "I know what you said, it is completely to give your patriarch face, but the reason why he has fallen to this point is not unrelated to the first disciple's amazing talent, but I am afraid that your words may not be able to achieve the effect!" What kind of bones are strange, what kind of temperament is extraordinary? They all fucking fart! Didn't so many people praise him at the beginning, but he didn't betray his master?" The middle-aged man saw that he was angry, and he didn't dare to do anything more, just lowered his head.

"Okay, okay, no more of this. Ryusan waved his hand impatiently,

"I don't know if you came here, did you bring any martial arts?" The middle-aged man: "There are many martial arts, and they are all ......written down by myself when I have nothing to do" Long San interrupted him,

"Yours are those Xuan-level ones, right? I don't need them, do you have any ground-level ones?" The middle-aged man: "Ground-level martial arts are considered high-level martial arts, even if we dragon clan, we cherish them very much, even if I am an elder in the clan, I can't take them out of the library pavilion, so it is difficult to record, which disappoints the patriarch." Long San really showed a look of disappointment, and Ling Yu was even more almost desperate, only to feel that the surroundings were very cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

The middle-aged man suddenly said: "However, I have two martial arts that I have created with great concentration, which can be reluctantly called ground-level martial arts, since the patriarch needs it, then I will give it to this brother, and it can be regarded as my hard work will not be buried." Then, he took out two rolls of bamboo slips from the coffin and handed them to Ling Yu.

Ling Yu was very pleased, and it was inconvenient to open and watch it, but the middle-aged man held down his hand and said with a smile: "It's not too late to see it later, I still have something to give you!" He took off his ring from his finger, handed it to Ling Yu, and said: "The person who was killed by Qingluan, the reason why his strength can improve by leaps and bounds is all because of the Lingyuan Pill, this is my life's family background, there are a total of one million, make good use of it, there will definitely be something!" Ling Yu was overjoyed, even if he wanted to bow down and thank him, he was stopped by the middle-aged man.

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