It only took a few minutes for Yan Xing to destroy hundreds of skeletons, and it could be said that it was effortless, and these skeletons were no worse than the puppets of the Bronze Man Terrace.

In the end, he really found a skeleton with red flames burning in his eye sockets, but he didn't expect that when the two claws went down, it would become fragments, and its strength would be like the Soul Gathering Five Heavens.

After he showed his might, the villagers actually bowed down to him, and everyone was willing, because if he hadn't made a move today, the village might not be left alone.

Yan Xing felt very awkward, and was completely unaccustomed to others kneeling in front of him, so he only ignored them and flew back to the village on his own.

Zhu Yang, who was late to the party, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the bones and unscathed villagers on the ground.

......

"I'm still a little unaccustomed. Yan Xing landed on the edge of the lake, feeling a little frustrated at not being able to get comfortable.

He lay down, his slender dragon tail coiled beside him, his wings stretched out relaxedly, and his golden eyes calmly stared at the lake in front of him reflecting the starlight, as if there was another world in his eyes.

Originally, Yan Xing was planning to cultivate, but the cool breeze by the lake was very pleasant, so he changed his mind and decided to rest for one night.

He looked at the lake and was distracted, not knowing what he was thinking, or not thinking about anything. Emptying his brain once in a while was necessary for a young dragon like him.

After a long time, Yan Xing came to his senses. He got up slowly, shook off a little dust from his body, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"I can't sleep anyway, so I might as well go around. Yan Xing hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked in the direction of the village.

The noisy crowd had already returned to the village, and everyone had already fallen asleep, and the sound of gentle breathing could be faintly heard, and there was a rare trace of tranquility at night.

A smile rose at the corner of Yan Xing's mouth, he really liked this kind of atmosphere, compared to the cold life that Long Xia cultivated every day, there was more taste of red dust here.

"When will I get out of here? Yan Xing pondered in his heart.

After five years in the Dragon Gorge, he was tired of it, and he really wanted to leave this pure land of young dragons, leave the Dragon Domain, and go to the mainland to have a look.

It's a pity that his strength is not strong, and it is very difficult to protect himself in the territory of humans, although the dragon clan is very strong, but the young dragon is tantamount to a chance for those human masters.

Every human has a dream of collecting dragons as mounts.

In his opinion, this is simply a kind of pathology, why do you want to ride a dragon so much? You are so strong that you can step on a flying sword or control a spirit boat, why can't you get along with a dragon?

Due to various reasons, it is probably impossible to leave the Dragon Domain now, and only when you grow into a young dragon will the elders let you go.

Before he knew it, he had walked to a clearing in the middle of the village.

Seeing the coffin not far away, Yan Xing secretly let out a bad breath and turned around to leave.

Click.

Suddenly there was a slight sound from the sound of the wind and the rustle of leaves, and this sound appeared abruptly, like a pebble falling into the water of a lake.

Yan Xing turned to look at the coffin suspiciously.

It was no different from just now, there was no change around it, and the voice seemed to be hallucinating.

"Something is wrong. Yan Xing frowned slightly, and there was a very subtle feeling.

Everything around him was so normal, but he always felt that something was not quite right, and he couldn't tell what was wrong, and this feeling was very uncomfortable.

"It's weird. After carefully experiencing it, instead of disappearing, that feeling became more and more intense, and Yan Xing's expression became serious.

He cautiously walked around the coffin, and found that the feeling was everywhere, and the space around him was filled with an eerie aura.

The red-lacquered coffin lay silently, covered with pitch black night, and the bright red surface showed a deep rust red, which looked like dried blood.

No!

When his eyes fell on the coffin, a feeling stronger than fear instantly enveloped him, and his heart beat like a drum in his chest, and blood flowed wildly.

It is impossible to describe it in words! It is as if I have once again seen the river of souls flowing into the infinite darkness, and something rises and falls in the river.

Spooky, ominous!

Yan Xing's face was extremely ugly, and he realized that he had to leave here immediately.

He turned around and flew away, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly cast the Yun Fei Body Technique, turned into a white arrow, and quickly withdrew!

It was only a few tens of meters out that he stopped, and did not move the slightest.

"How is that possible?!" Yan Xing looked at the house that was farther away in the distance, and the scales almost exploded.

He was clearly moving to the periphery, but the lake and the house were getting farther and farther away from him, and the ground beneath him seemed to be stretched infinitely, and he fell into a space that he couldn't leave!

"I'm flying in the opposite direction, so it feels like I'm going around it. Yan Xing's voice was low, his face was gloomy, and a sense of foreboding enveloped his heart.

He flapped his wings and flew out a few hundred meters, but the house was getting farther and farther away, and the heavens and the earth seemed to stretch.

This situation makes people hairy, and Yan Xing's heart suddenly has no bottom.

He was unwilling, and changed several directions to escape, but he didn't seem to have moved at all, looking back at the coffin, it was still lying there silently, and Yan Xing was only a little distance away from it forever.

"Did you really touch something unclean...... "The more Yan Xing looked at the coffin, the more hairy he became, and he felt a sense of horror, and his heart was beating.

The coffin distorted space, even interfered with time, and the stars in the sky were chaotic, and there was a layer of darkness around it, and it was impossible to know when the sun would rise.

"Why does a villager's coffin cause such a strange thing?" he had to seriously examine the coffin in the distance, but he did not dare to approach.

The distorted space, the strange aura, all of this seemed to force himself to look at the coffin. God knows what will happen even weirder when approaching the coffin.

Yan Xing didn't want to take such a risk, nor did he want to act rashly, he fell in place, always alert to the situation around him.

If he leaves Dragon Gorge for too long, the fairy dragon will definitely notice it, and maybe he will come to the rescue when the time comes.

But when Yan Xing almost died on the bronze platform, the fairy dragon didn't even notice it, will she find out that she is missing this time?

You can't put your hopes in someone else, maybe wait a little longer for this area to open up.

With this intention, Yan Xing stayed in place for a long time, until dawn, this strange space was still pitch black, and even the houses in the distance did not change in the slightest, and he realized that there might really be no way out here.

"Is it possible to get out only by approaching the coffin?" Yan Xing's scalp was numb, feeling that this was a path to death.

He tried to activate the Tongtian Jade Plate in his body, but he didn't get the slightest response, as if this was an extraterritorial place, and even the Jade Plate couldn't communicate with Tongtian.

Do you keep waiting or do you push your way?

Yan Xing fell into deep thought, and continued to wait here not knowing what strange things would happen, but approaching the coffin was more dangerous and weird.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a few spirit swords from the storage dragon scales, his expression solemn.

"This strange space must not continue to stay, the longer it drags on, the worse my state will become, and the harder it will be to escape. ”

He stretched out his wings and cautiously approached the coffin.

The closer you get to the coffin, the more ominous it becomes, the light becomes dimmer, the temperature seems to drop suddenly, and a biting chill pierces the flesh like an ice pick.

"It's cold. ”

Yan Xing endured the discomfort and finally came to the coffin, and the strong weirdness and ominousness made him dare not take a breath.

The surroundings were completely invaded by darkness, and something seemed to be moving in the black mist, passing behind him, and a cold and biting cold wind made him tremble.

Yan Xing squirted a breath of dragon breath into the darkness, the bright pillar-shaped flame was extremely powerful, but in the darkness it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and all the light was difficult to maintain for a moment.

While he was careful behind his back, he looked at the coffin closely, the long fusiform shape, there were some cracks in the coffin, the bright red paint blended with the darkness, like coagulated blood, extremely terrifying.

He could walk to the coffin, but he couldn't leave this space, and the time and space were extremely weird.

There was no real weirdness happening, but Yan Xing was even more nervous and always vigilant.

He walked around the coffin a few times, but there was no change around him, he did not walk out of this space.

"Do you want me to uncover the coffin board?" Yan Xing's expression was even more ugly, this was the worst that was expected.

But if you want to get out of here, you have to risk death.

Squeak –

The shrill creak of wood disturbed the darkness, and they wriggled as if some undead were struggling.

Yan Xing had the courage to push open the coffin and then quickly retreated.

The whole coffin was very quiet, and nothing unusual happened.

Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and came to the open coffin.

There were no necromancy, no ghosts, just a mutilated corpse.

Its whole body was blurred, there were shocking holes everywhere, several scars were deep and the bones were visible, and the skin on the surface was open, this kind of wound Yan Xing felt tragic when he saw it.

His face was also torn, his facial features were not clear, and the only thing that Yan Xing felt strange about was that the corpse's eyes seemed to have been gouged out by someone, leaving only two black and red holes.

"Obviously there is nothing weird, but why did this happen?" he was puzzled, but in his heart he felt more and more that something was wrong.

What's wrong? If the body is normal, is there something wrong with the coffin?

Yan Xing turned his head to carefully inspect the coffin, and when he turned back to take a look, the golden dragon eyes suddenly shrank into a line.

It was like falling into an ice cave, the cold was biting, and an indescribable horror instantly occupied his entire mind.

The corpse disappeared out of thin air!

(To be continued)......