Chapter 229: The coffin is opened

The meditation master's beard has become messy.

Han Bing took a few steps forward, and only then did he realize that Master Jingxiu's face was actually gray and black. A chill rose from the soles of his feet, and the ice chilled Lingling. Judging by his face, Master Jingxiu was obviously a dead man. But how can a dead man speak? Master Jing Xiu can not only speak, but also think clearly! This is by no means a spell "phantom sound." What's more, although Master Jingxiu is a superb cultivator, he is only a literary cultivator, not a martial cultivator, and he can't do martial arts at all.

What's going on?

Master Jingxiu let out a long sigh and said slowly: "There must be a cause and effect, and there must be a cause and effect, and the cycle of cause and effect is unpleasant." General Wanghan is good at himself. After he said this, he slowly fell. As soon as he fell, his flesh began to decay rapidly, and in a matter of moments, a skeleton of white bones appeared in front of the cold ice.

Han Bing's face turned pale. Everything here became incredible, and he only felt a tingling in his scalp. Although he was afraid, he could not stop. Han Bing gritted his teeth and turned to walk towards the huge metal coffin. The huge metal coffin glowed with a cold glow. Han Bing cautiously reached over and gently touched the lid of the coffin with his index and middle fingers. A strange chill spread through his fingertips all over his body in an instant, and Han Bing couldn't help but shiver. This coffin was a hundred times colder than ice. Han Bing's two fingers had lost sensation, and the cold air flowed down his fingertips into his body, and it couldn't be dispersed for a long time. Han Bing looked at the huge metal coffin in front of him, and a strange red light burst out of his cold eyes, and he suddenly thought of the heavenly treasure "Cold Crystal Xuantie". Could it be that this huge metal coffin is actually made of cold crystal black iron? Cold crystal black iron is an excellent material for casting artifacts, and even a little bit of cold crystal black iron is a priceless treasure.

How much cold crystal Xuaniron is needed for such a big coffin? Han Bing couldn't help but go crazy when he thought about it. He suddenly took off the top-grade spiritual weapon on his body. This superb spiritual weapon defense is a gift from the master of the Divine Turtle to Han Bing, although it is not an artifact, but its defensive ability surpasses that of the artifact demon sword. If weapons are divided according to exclusive abilities, they can be divided into offensive weapons, auxiliary weapons, and defensive weapons. Each type of weapon has its own strengths and weaknesses. The demon sword is an artifact offensive weapon, and the defensive daqi is a superb spiritual weapon defensive weapon. The best spirit weapon defense Dayu is only one step away from the artifact, and it is a defensive weapon, so it is slightly superior to the artifact demon sword in terms of defensive ability.

Han Bing carefully placed the defensive shield on the side of the coffin, he calmed down, took a deep breath, pressed his two hands on the coffin, and pushed forward hard. The huge coffin lid came loose and made a tooth-aching sound......

The heavy lid of the coffin was finally pushed open.

Han Bing grabbed the defense with one hand and hurriedly retreated, he was worried that there was a hidden weapon in the coffin. But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the coffin. Han Bing mustered his courage and crept closer to the coffin.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Ice gently probed over......

In the deep coffin, there was a flickering light and darkness, and in a corner place, there was occasionally a faint red light flashing.

With the flash of red light, Han Bing finally saw everything in the coffin.

In the coffin lay a man with his eyes slightly closed, but in his mouth he had a glittering golden bead the size of a duck's egg. This person is Zhao Xun, the emperor of the Great Zhao Empire. It is said that Zhao Xun died of a violent illness and died a tragic death. But now this Zhao Xun lying in the coffin has a peaceful and calm face, as if he is asleep, and there is a touch of blush in the white face of the dead man. The red light in the corner of the coffin flickered again. Han Bing's eyes lit up, and he finally saw clearly that the red light was the ancient artifact demon sword. The demon sword shrank, but Han Bing still recognized it at a glance.

The mysterious bell rang again out of nowhere, "Dang...... Dangdang ......".

The muscles in the corners of Ice's eyes were throbbing, and he gritted his teeth and flicked it violently, draping the defensive shield over his body. He looked around, and what he saw was exactly the same as the Lingjiao Temple on the ground before. It was all light, but it was pitch black not far away, and it was impossible to see anything clearly. This place is too evil, too incredible, he has never heard of such a strange thing happening in a tomb! Han Bing seemed to feel it, and the thick darkness around him slowly and quietly invaded here silently and unconsciously. If you don't do it now, when will it be? Han Bing had already made up his mind, he tightened the defensive shield on his body, jumped into the huge coffin.

Cold Ice had grabbed the demon sword he had always dreamed of. At that moment, he didn't move, he waited for the accident to happen. The accident didn't happen! Han Bing jumped out of the coffin and looked at the demon sword that flashed with a faint red light in his hand, as if a young man who had just fallen in love was looking at his long-lost lover! The demon sword was the goal of his trip! Although his goal was achieved, he didn't want to leave yet, because he still wanted to take the huge metal coffin in front of him. The metal coffin was most likely made of priceless cold crystal blackiron. In addition, in the coffin, the big golden beads in the dead man's mouth were all treasures that he was determined to obtain. Although Han Bing didn't know the origin of the bead, he was able to restrain the sky-high sword aura of the demon sword and force the demon sword to fall into the coffin, which was not something that ordinary treasures could do. The big golden bead in the dead man's mouth is probably also an extremely powerful artifact!

The darkness around me really slowly enveloped me......

Han Bing quickly pulled out a thick, long rope from his arms. This rope is different from ordinary ropes, it seems to be hemp but not hemp, like silk is not silk, and when it shakes, it still flashes with a faint shimmer. Cold Ice flung the rope over. The rope twisted strangely in the air, growing and thickening more than ten times in an instant. A fishy wind swept by, and this thick and long rope turned into a thick and long strange python. The monster python is white all over, and the scales on its body are also shining white. Spiritual weapons can conjure up beasts. Obviously, this rope belongs to the offensive spirit weapon. Spirit weapons can be transformed into beasts, and artifacts can be transformed into humans, but they will not easily transform until the last resort. Because spirit weapons and artifacts only have a few dozen opportunities to transform in their lives, and after each transformation, they will damage their vitality. In addition, the most dangerous thing is that once the illusion of the spirit weapon and the artifact is destroyed, the spirit weapon and the artifact will lose their power and become ordinary mortals. Cold Ice made the spirit weapon transform into a beast form at the beginning, and it was also a last resort. Binggui was fast, and he wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

The darkness around narrowed the encirclement, and the light here slowly dimmed.

The strange python that transformed into a shape suddenly swept the coffin lid with its long tail.

(End of chapter)