In the depths of the ghost cave, the terrain gradually slows down, and the cave becomes wider from narrow.

Half of the mountain wall is covered with a thick layer of snow and ice, and the other half of the mountain wall is hot with red rocks, and a large amount of magma rolls under the rocks.

Luoyin ghost cave, half of the ice and half of the fire, ice and fire are double, the whole mountain wall is pieced together, forming a natural Liangyi gossip.

On the mountain wall, there are also all kinds of spirit runes, which emit pale golden rune light and are intertwined.

Below the natural gossip wall, there is an ancient bronze coffin.

On the ancient coffin, there is a peach wood sword, and the tree patterns on the sword are intricate, and it is a thousand-year-old peach wood sword.

Seeing this posture, Headless Ah Piao stepped back a few feet, its voice trembling, revealing fear.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, yin and yang, I can't get close to this formation, otherwise my soul will be scattered."

The white-bearded old man of Xuantian Sect had some ability, he set up a spirit array, and suppressed it with a thousand-year-old peachwood sword.

A few steps away from the bronze coffin, two dried corpses lay down.

Judging from the clothes, Xin Lin recognized the corpses of two car drivers.

Behind him, a sinister voice approached.

As soon as Yin Sha approached the bronze coffin, he didn't dare to move forward rashly, but roared from afar, wanting to intimidate Xin Lin.

For a while, those yin demons did not dare to approach, as Ah Piao said, they also avoided the dried corpses in the coffin.

"Ah Piao, where is your head?"

Xin Lin was temporarily out of trouble, and she did not forget to promise Ah Piao that she would get her head back.

She's not a good person, just a bad person who occasionally has a good heart.

The headless Ah Piao stopped talking and pointed to the bronze coffin.

"Under the coffin, I fled with my family, hid in the mountains but was killed by evil spirits, and my head was buried in that place."

Uh, when she didn't ask, did she?

Xin Lin laughed dryly.

"I can't move that coffin, if I can escape, I'll come back another day to help you find your head. If I die, it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and we will be buried together. ”

Xin Lin spread his hands.

It's not that she doesn't believe in her words, she can't think about it before she touches the copper coffin, in case it becomes a dry corpse, how to break it.

Xin Lin has not forgotten the scene he saw.

Those terrifying blue eyes made Xin Lin shiver just thinking about it.

"Buried with my head is also a book of five spirit guides, which records the cultivation method of the spiritual root."

Headless Ah Piao was born in a family of spirit masters, and if it wasn't for the evil ghost being too powerful, it wouldn't have died here.

The method of spiritual root cultivation!

Xin Lin's eyes lit up.

She tasted the benefits of the ghost escape technique, and she also knew that without true qi, if she wanted to survive in Longteng, she must have a skill by her side.

"How can the eldest husband be untrustworthy, I will help you find your head desperately."

Xin Lin patted her chest and assured that she looked at the bronze coffin, there was a thousand-year-old peach wood sword and a natural gossip wall seal, and she was only responsible for digging the soil to find Ah Piao's head and spiritual book, and she would be fine if she didn't touch the ghost coffin.

Xin Lin took a step forward, and at this time, her abdomen was slightly cold.

The bronze coffin, which had been standing still, shook suddenly.

The lid of the bronze ancient coffin cracked out, and wisps of black mist continued to drill.

The mist was even colder and darker than the fog on Yin Sha's body earlier.

Hiss –

After the black mist came out, it continued to condense and quickly turned into a snake, and in the blink of an eye, a black mist snake with the thickness of Xin Lin's arm appeared.

It roared angrily at Xin Lin, and the snake's body circled together, wrapping the copper coffin tightly.