I'm afraid there is a remarkable figure in this sarcophagus, but I just don't know if it's dead or alive.

Since the end of the Ming Dynasty, the earth has been out of the age of mythology for too long.

This more than 500-year-old aura fault must not have an impact on it.

"If there is no effect on the five hundred years of spiritual qi cut-off, then it can only be said that there has been a genius in this world, and he has continued the path of this end of the law. ”

Dongfang said to himself benevolently.

In the "Left Side Gate", it records the scenes of those who were in the era when heaven and earth gradually entered the era of the end of the law, and once looked for a way out in that despair.

The dragon veins in this world were originally broken by Ming Taizu, and he had left his hands to continue the path of cultivation at the end of the law.

But when Ming Chengzu fought the martyrdom, he didn't know why he was destroyed.

So the path of cultivation was completely cut off.

In order to continue struggling in the end of the Heaven and Earth, they began to explore various methods on the back road left by Zhang Zhenren.

even went to Yin cultivation and soul cultivation, in order to be able to find a way out.

But the final result was that by the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were very few cultivators left in this world, and by the time of the Qing Dynasty, they had completely disappeared.

History proves that none of them have succeeded.

Therefore, for the sarcophagus in front of him, Dongfang Renshan has no hope for it.

If someone could succeed, the world wouldn't be what it is now.

It's a time when the world is full of monks.

But Dongfang Renshan is not interested, but someone is interested.

The ancient yoga practitioners of Tianzhu had already stepped on the chains and rushed towards the sarcophagus in the river.

What he has in his heart is ecstasy, it seems that the Kyushu monk is nothing more than this, he has been fighting for so long and actually let himself come out on top.

"This group of people, they're all paddling, but it's not your turn to get it!"

Dongfang Renshan glanced at him, and then glanced at the people who were still paddling in the field.

It's not that Kyushu doesn't have strong people, it's just that these guys are too good at paddling.

Dongfang Renshan casually took out a piece of paper and fixed it in mid-air.

"Up!"

As Dongfang Renshan pointed to the center of the paper man's eyebrows, an inch of fire instantly burst out, and it burned above the paper man.

Immediately, the ancient yogi who was on the iron chain suddenly felt a burst of heat rise from the soles of his feet.

His whole person's essence and blood seemed to be burning, constantly depleting.

"Don't go, don't get in the way!"

A tall and thin man about thirty years old, following behind the ancient yogi, saw that he suddenly slowed down as he walked, which was in a hurry.

This is a single-plank bridge, and once you stop, you either have to fight with the one in front or fight with the one behind.

"I ......"

Just as the ancient yogi was about to speak, he suddenly felt his body go limp, and his feet slipped off the chains with a stroke.

But he reacted instantly, and grabbed the chain with one hand.

At this time, the paper figure in Dongfang Renshan's hands had been burned to ashes.

"Go down, Ah San, hahaha, phew!"

Dongfang Renshan suddenly blew out a breath and blew away all the paper ashes in his hand.

"Puff ......"

The ancient yoga practitioner in the distance only felt that the strength of his body seemed to be drained for a moment, and his palms couldn't help but leave the iron chain and fall into the rolling water of the Yellow River.

"This?"

The man standing behind him was blinded.

What is this?

Committed suicide?

So weird?

And just when the man was confused, a shrill voice suddenly came from the military formation.

It felt like the sound of the microphone being adjusted.

"Hey...... Hey......"

Loud sounds echoed across the plains wrapped in mountains.

"Listen to everyone in front, this is the boundary of Kyushu, under the order of the empire, we don't care where you came from before, and no matter how high your cultivation is, here is the dragon has to be coiled, the tiger has to lie down, now it is forbidden to fight, all forms, I count to three, all of them will stop for me!

For a moment, the valley fell silent.

The people who fought each other dispersed.

And Liu Huai on the cliff also turned his head, he is a descendant of Liu Bowen, and there are few people in the world who can compare to him for the reasons for the decline of the entire mythological era.

He was also very clear about the beginning of the myth and the state of the mythological era at that time.

The rise of the Age of Mythology does not mean that ordinary people can be lawless.

It is not only the aura that has revived in this heaven and earth, but it is not only the monks who have risen, and the fortune of the empire will also be revived.

The reason why the Ming Dynasty was able to suppress the Quartet at the beginning was because of the support of many monks on the one hand, and on the other hand, it also relied on the luck of the Ming Empire.

The luck of the country can suppress the immortals.

This is also the reason why so many people did not dare to trespass the dynasty even if they were unpredictable in ancient times.

Now that the aura has recovered, the empire's luck has already picked up.

At this time, it was really inflated with the Empire.

Seeing that everyone stopped, the speaker in the military formation was satisfied:

"Great, it doesn't seem like you have to count to three!"

No one answered, but everyone silently looked in the direction of the formation.

But Liu Huai looked at the sarcophagus, he had calculated just now.

There is no threat from the military formation, but this sarcophagus is the biggest threat here.

"Many of you are guests, but there are also people from Kyushu, and the rules of the empire will not compromise for anything......"

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt!"

Qin Chuming stood up in the middle of the air, and he flicked his fingers.

A streamer of light shot into the sarcophagus.

"Don't sleep, wake up, Chen Feng. ”

Qin Chuming's voice seemed to have opened a shackle.

In the dark sarcophagus, a pair of eyes suddenly opened.

"Dang!"

A loud hammer sound rang out from the sarcophagus and echoed through the valley.

The extremely calm sarcophagus above the Yellow River trembled violently, splashing the water of the Yellow River on the left and right of the sarcophagus.

At the same time, the six thick and vicissitudes of chains swayed.

"Holy! What's going on?"

A few people who had already stepped on the chain jumped off at the movement.

"What's wrong?"

"The sarcophagus in the Yellow River suddenly moved!"

Everyone's eyes completely shifted from the direction of the military formation to the direction of the Yellow River.

And the huge sarcophagus was shaking wildly in the Yellow River at this time.

Six huge chains, fixed in the rocks, shook the mountains in all directions.

"It's coming out!"

Liu Huai stood on the cliff and felt the vibration of the soles of his feet, and said.

"What's coming out?"

Wu Wanxi followed Liu Huai's gaze.

"The sarcophagus?"

In the Yellow River, the sarcophagus is now like a giant dragon locked in the river, struggling frantically.

Above the Yellow River, there are bursts of waves.

"Not the sarcophagus, but the people in the sarcophagus!"

Liu Huai knew who it was, it was the most fierce tomb robber in the Ming Dynasty - Chen Feng.