Chapter 20: Tomb Robbery (4)

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.

Accident, it didn't happen!

Han Bing jumped out of the coffin and looked at the demon sword in his hand that shone with a faint red light, like a young man who had just fallen in love and looked 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. The huge and heavy coffin lid snapped shut. The thick and long body of the strange python was tightly wrapped around the metal coffin.

Han Bing suddenly shouted, "Get up!"

The strange python wrapped itself around the coffin and rolled on the ground a few times. Suddenly, countless green fine hairs grew on the body of the strange python, and the fine hairs grew wildly in the wind. Countless fine hairs were glued together in an instant, and two long and wide green wings magically grew. The green wings fluttered on the ground, and the strange python actually soared into the air with the huge metal coffin! The strange python suddenly let out a dragon's roar, and its huge wings flapped a few times, and then disappeared into the darkness not far away.

As soon as the strange python disappeared with the coffin, a heart-rending cry came from the ground: "Your Majesty ......"

Han Bing looked at the ground in horror, his face turned pale, his hand holding the demon sword trembled, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

On the ground, Master Jingxiu's white skeleton moved first, then sat up slowly, and finally stood up well. Even if a person is an omnipotent god, once the original god is destroyed, it will never be resurrected, and it is impossible to resurrect it in a short time. What the hell is going on with this retreat?

The white skeleton of the Master of Meditation suddenly turned bright red, as if blood was flowing on it. The ice hasn't seen it clearly. Master Jingxiu's body grew in an instant. A milky white monk's robe flew from the darkness and wrapped itself around the naked body of Master Meditation. This master of advanced cultivation has already burst into tears. He stared fiercely at the cold ice, and the words came out of his mouth.

The ice is receding. He couldn't figure out the details of the Master of Silence, and he didn't want to have a conflict. Thirty-six plans, go for the top plan!

Master Jingxiu seemed to see Han Bing's thoughts, and his voice trembled a little: "You...... Can't walk ......."

Han Bing didn't leave, he held the demon sword in his hand tightly, and always guarded the master of Jingxiu.

Jing Xiu still stood motionless, he spoke in a trembling voice: "These are the treasures of the Great Zhao Empire, where are you going to take them?"

Han Bing didn't speak, he stared intently at Master Jingxiu's hands.

The meditation's hands were thin and long, and the long, slender and thin fingers were writhing strangely.

Han Bing smiled: "I am a subject of the Great Zhao Empire, and of course these treasures must belong to the Great Zhao Empire." ”

Jing Xiu said coldly: "General Han is talking from his heart?"

Han Bing didn't answer, smiled, and continued: "The Great Zhao Empire is in crisis, these treasures just come in handy, isn't it a pity to be buried in this tomb?"

Jing Xiu shook his head and sighed, "Once these treasures leave here, they will bring great disaster to the Great Zhao Empire. ”

Han Bing couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Master Jing Xiu said: "Treasures are touching people's hearts! Some unscrupulous people will try their best to keep treasures for themselves. When the time comes, there will be chaos in the world. ”

Han Bing smiled: "I will hide these treasures in a secret place, and no one in the world knows about them." ”

Jing Xiu sneered: "General Han really has a lot of appetite, and he wants to swallow these treasures alone. ”

Han Bing smiled and didn't speak.

Jing Xiu suddenly let out a long sigh: "You can take those treasures, but you have to keep the body of the former emperor." ”

Han Bing smiled happily: "The body of the former emperor is also a rare treasure, how can I keep it? What's more, the corpse does not leave the coffin, if I move the body of the former emperor out of the coffin, it will be a big disrespect." ”

Master Jing Xiu suddenly said sharply, "Do you want to die?"

Han Bing smiled: "Could it be that Master, you will kill me?"

Master Jingxiu gritted his teeth, and his white beard, which was more than two feet long, trembled violently because of anger: "Since you are obsessed, I have to make an exception to kill." ”

Han Bing paced a few steps, and said in a bit of a weird way: "Master, you are already a dead man, why are you still bluffing here and scaring people?" ”

Master Jingxiu finally calmed down: "What do you understand?"

Han Bing looked at Master Jingxiu's strange and twisted fingers, and said coldly: "Seeing your finger, I suddenly remembered a legendary treasure, the Lingering Ring!" He glanced at Master Tranquility's face, and slowly continued: "Legend has it that this lingering ring can retain the sights and sounds of the past, and can be displayed to others anytime and anywhere. ”

Master Silent did not speak.

Han Bing stared at Jing Xiu's face and said word for word: "If I guessed correctly, this legendary photo ring is on you!"

Master Jing Xiu smiled and said lightly: "I do have a photo ring, and the Jing Xiu you see is indeed an illusion of the past. But there's one thing you don't want to think about?"

Han Bing hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Master Jing Xiu asked lightly: "How can Jing Xiu in the past talk to you now, and still ask and answer." ”

Han Bing's face changed: "Did you know what I was going to say today?

Jing Xiu seemed to enlighten a primary school student: "Then do you know who has the ability to predict the future?"

The ice was receding, his face turning white with fright. Because he knew that only god-level cultivators could know the future. Could it be that this mysterious master of meditation is an all-powerful god? The ice suddenly swept up, shooting like an arrow into the darkness. He fled so fast! The thick darkness around him suddenly enveloped him, and in an instant, everything here was swallowed up by darkness!

In the darkness, Master Jingxiu laughed at himself and muttered, "If I were an omnipotent god, I would have caught you a long time ago, and there is still so much nonsense to talk to you?" In the darkness, Master Jingxiu slowly sank down, sinking to the endless underground. He always stood still because he was stepping on something under his feet, and this thing was not the photo ring that Han Bing talked about, but a treasure that was ten million times more valuable than the photo ring!

Under the dark underground, this advanced master of meditation was crying loudly, he hated himself for not being able to protect the tomb of the former emperor. He controlled his emotions for a moment, and the words were in his mouth again. He recites a mystical scripture that is said to have the singular effect of "raising up the dead, flesh and bones." But this kind of scripture can only be used on others, but not on oneself, if the person who recites the scriptures is used on himself, he will never be destroyed, he will never fall into the netherworld, he will not be reincarnated forever, he will never be reborn, and he will never be reborn, and he is destined to be a lonely ghost in the underworld! Jing Xiu knows this legend, but he is not afraid. For the sake of the former emperor Zhao Xun and the thousands of miles of the Great Zhao Empire, he has put everything personal on the sidelines. It's a pity that he still didn't keep the mausoleum of the former emperor Zhao Xun. The only thing that made Master Jing Xiu feel relieved was the treasure he stepped on under his feet. This baby is in the dark underground, and there is still a faint red light, and there is a faint sound of thunder in the red light......

It took a long time for Han Bing to stop, and he didn't know how many falls in the dark, but he was glad that Master Silent didn't chase after him. Cold Ice smelled the familiar stale smell again, and he could already feel himself entering the tombway. If you follow this tunnel, you will definitely find an exit. Han Bing suddenly whistled. After a short time, a behemoth flew over in the dark. The strange python of the spirit artifact was wrapped around the huge metal coffin, hovering back and forth above the cold ice.

At this moment, in the darkness in the distance, there was a sudden loud roar, which was the sound of a large bell falling and hitting the ground. The roar echoed in the tomb and could not be subsided for a long time. The roar finally died down, and a violent shaking ensued. The grave was dusty, and the walls of the boulders on both sides were bulging in the cracks. Stones kept falling from the top of the tomb.

A strange python in the dark, making an earth-shattering hissing sound.

There was a loud "boom", and a section of the tomb had completely collapsed. The entire tomb is shaking violently, and it is possible to bury everything here at any time.

Han Bing panicked, he didn't have time to think about it, flew to the back of the strange python, and shouted: "Hurry up!"

The strange python let out a long roar and flew forward almost against the ground.