Ye Luo stepped down from the little fairy bridge beast, and his footsteps had already landed on the island in the middle of the lake.

Like a corpse-like existence, Yuan Tiangang spilled a handful of yellow paper money, as if he sensed something, turned around stiffly, and looked at Ye Luo.

"Woohoo! Damn, wait, wait for the emperor, that kid, the things on the shore, don't move, you can't hold back, once you get contaminated, there will be terrible cause and effect, don't move, wait, wait for the emperor, the emperor can hold it! "The donkey is still three feet away from the shore, but just this three feet away, just relying on drifting ups and downs, for a while, it really can't get ashore.

The snow is still falling.

"Ye, Uncle Ye, no, don't pay attention to him, go get the black stone box under the Huangquan Bell." The little fairy bridge beast had already retracted its body, burrowed into Ye Luo's pocket, and spoke again at this time.

The mysterious beads on Ye Luo's neck, at this moment, were already extremely hot, and on the beads, there was a silent, just like the breath of the primeval past, and before the little fairy bridge beast spoke, it had already transmitted an extremely intense desire to Ye Luo.

Black Stone Box!

And in Ye Luo's body, the devouring power of the Heavenly Book Devouring Volume still revealed a touch of silent extreme excitement.

However, Ye Luo did not move.

Because, Ye Luo wanted to rush over the moment he landed on the shore, this idea was even earlier than before the little fairy bridge beast and the bead reacted, however, Ye Luo was shocked to find that no matter which direction he rushed, he could see the Yuan Tiangang who existed like a dry corpse.

Yuan Tiangang didn't seem to move.

Ye Luo also didn't seem to move.

However, Ye Luo felt that Yuan Tiangang had been blocking his way, and this Taoist priest, who was known as the most mysterious Taoist priest between heaven and earth, had been blocking the way.

"You...... Ever seen...... Kowloon coffin? Yuan Tiangang, who was like a dry corpse and an extremely mysterious existence, suddenly asked a question in an extremely hoarse voice.

Ye Luo was shocked, suddenly raised his head, was slightly stunned, and said: "I've seen it." ”

"What's in the coffin?" Yuan Tiangang didn't seem to have spoken for many years, and after a short period of adaptation, his hoarse voice slowly smoothed out.

Ye Luo shook his head and said: "The people of the Shangqing Sect once tried to use the Zhuxian Ancient Sword to open the Nine Dragons Coffin, but as a result, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword cut off a dragon head, and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was also broken, and the Nine Dragons pulled the coffin and was not opened. ”

Yuan Tiangang's body seemed to stiffen, he suddenly sighed, looked at the mysterious woman, the coffin of the Ten Thousand Year Wutong Emperor that had been pushed open, and looked at Ye Luo's pocket.

And in his pocket, the little fairy bridge beast instinctively blocked in front of the little paper man almost the moment he saw it.

"I want to ask you for something." Yuan Tiangang's hoarse voice sounded again, looking at Ye Luo.

"Please?" Ye Luo's eyes shrank fiercely, one of the most mysterious Taoist priests in Huaxia actually begged him? Ye Luo knows very well that these ancients who have been amazing in Chinese history and shocked an era are not really as ordinary as recorded in history.

"Well, if one day, you can open the coffin of Jiulong, can you write down what you see on a piece of paper, and burn it in a mass grave thirty miles southwest of the wordless tombstone of Zhaoling." Yuan Tiangang spoke.

"Why?" Even though Ye Luo was shocked in his heart, he still maintained absolute calm.

"Because, that's where I was buried." There seemed to be a trace of sigh in Yuan Tiangang's voice, and then he said: "I am already dead, and now this body is the supreme existence in this Yellow Spring, which has consumed endless divine power to bring me back."

Two thousand years of preaching and solving doubts, the creatures of the Yellow Springs of the River Styx have left, and it is time for me to leave, although this is a forbidden area for life, but it was once lively and prosperous, and those who live here, in the eyes of outsiders, are also life.

If all things have a mind and a mind, they have all the vividness.

There will be, feelings.

Now, the Yellow Spring is about to dry up, they are gone, and this place has become a dilapidated and lonely place, and everything here will also become a memory.

I had promised to ride the green ox and go west to the man who sent the letter to Guguan, and when everything here was over, I would pick up a woman, and now, the time has come.

If one day, you can see what is in the coffin of Kowloon, and you write it down on paper and burn it in that mass grave, if you don't have the opportunity to see it, then you don't have to do anything. Yuan Tiangang spoke, and when the words fell, he took the initiative to get out of the way.

And Ye Luo, this time, did not rush to go directly, but suddenly opened his mouth and asked: "Countless people are looking for that thing, Master has come, you have also arrived, and the existence in the Huangquan forbidden area has also had a chance to approach, even, listening to your tone, even Lao Tzu has come, why haven't they taken it?" ”

"Because, she doesn't agree." Yuan Tiangang looked at the 10,000-year-old Wutong ancient coffin that had been completely opened, and in the coffin, there seemed to be someone who was waking up!

"What?" Ye Luo's eyes shrank suddenly, and his back suddenly cooled, and then he asked again: "The person in the emperor's coffin is still alive?" They took it, and the people in the coffin didn't agree, and if I took it, would she agree? What is that thing, exactly? ”

Fuso, the island country, is a majestic, ancient, mysterious, terrifying sacred place in the depths.

"Boom—"

A precious, rare, and aura rich coral spirit mountain was directly smashed by a palm, a body with endless imperial majesty, but the body is very short, the breath is earth-shattering, every move will trigger the supreme existence of the vision of heaven and earth, rage.

He was furious, and all the creatures within a radius of ten miles trembled.

In the ancient and mysterious hall, like the ancient dynasty, countless terrifying monks' bodies shook.

"Prince Meiji is dead?" His voice came from the Nine Shadows.

A powerful ninja in the Jindan period knelt on the ground in horror and said tremblingly: "Heaven, the Emperor, the Prince, he is indeed dead, the card of life and death has been shattered, the Dao is dead, even, even the Yuan Infant is ......."

"Shut up!"

"Boom-"

The person who exuded the majesty of the endless emperor but had a very short stature was the emperor of the previous generation of the island country, and the death of Prince Meiji and the failure of the plan were all unbearable burdens for the island country.

A god-like existence in the hearts of the younger generation, once it dies, what kind of blow will it have to the younger generation of the island country? And the collapse of faith?

Their god died in Huaxia!

According to the news, he still died in the hands of a small person who was out of the ordinary, and even Yuan Ying had no chance to escape back, once this news came out, what kind of consequences would erupt?

Many people don't dare to imagine it at all!

Moreover, they poured out half of the national treasury and created the Fuso Forbidden Array that was seized and became the hole card for the other party to kill Prince Meiji, which is simply a taunt and slap in the face that has never appeared in history.

The most important thing is that they have been deducing for so many years, and even, the royal family of their island country has invited the Supreme Elder of the Fusang Holy Land to make a plan to deduce, but it still fails, and it is impossible to get the thing that can almost affect their national fortunes.

All this, how to deal with it?

He slapped his palm directly on the body of the Jindan stage powerhouse, and the endless vision was terrifying, and a cloud of blood mist exploded, and he died directly.

He was not so much angry, but rather that he was venting his uneasiness with this endless rage.

"What should I do?" The Emperor's majestic voice sounded quietly!

On the island, Ye Luo looked directly at Yuan Tiangang, waiting for his final answer, in the coffin, the person seemed to have woken up, and was shaken by the completely opened imperial coffin!