Without the light skill of flying out of thin air, it can only be stepped on the coffin all the way up. Not far away, Qin Zhou and Cen Xi also looked at me in shock, in fact, I didn't believe it even more than them.

However, now that I have come in and looked up at the Fuso Sacred Tree on the height, I want to take it down, whether it can take us out of the whirlpool world or not. At least, it's something that Zhu Ke's Mo people have been thinking about for generations.

Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated, and stuck the wooden flute around my waist and wrapped my hand around the weeping branch. I don't know how I got up when I got there, but it's hard to get up again.

The weeping branches swayed, the hanging coffins were high and low, the hanging was unbalanced in the air, and in a few cases even the hands slipped and fell off a layer.

When I stumbled and climbed to about 10 meters, my feet suddenly sank, not because I slipped my foot, but because the lid of the coffin was loose, and I stepped on it and collapsed.

This is secondary, the main thing is that I stepped on a person's foot, not dry bones, but real human feet.

I didn't think much about who would be buried in the coffin before, and it was confirmed that there were dry bones buried in the coffin hanging on the cliff, so I thought that this place was the same, and I didn't think that the corpse in the coffin was not yet corrupted, and even the clothes were ......

Clothes? Even if the corpse does not rot, and the clothes do not rot for special reasons, why are the pants on the feet that I stepped on in the corner of my eye a ready-made fabric? I have a hunch that if this place was arranged by the owner of the cave, then the people buried in the coffin are at least more than a thousand years old. Thinking of this, he simply stood in the coffin board, bent down and lifted the coffin lid hard.

Qin Zhou rushed to the bottom of the tree and shouted at me: "Chang Xiaoyuan, what are you doing?" Beware of the deception in this coffin. ”

I paused, his words were not unreasonable, but I looked down at the legs lying horizontally at my feet, and I always felt that the jeans were somewhat familiar. I didn't respond to him, I continued to lift the coffin, my eyes looked up from the bottom up, and my heart became more and more suspicious, my memory was not so bad, and the surprise when my eyes fell on that face could not describe my feelings.

Xie Ze!

Xie Ze, who had not been seen since entering the hanging hole, had been on guard against him for a sneak attack or something at some point, but he didn't expect him to lie in this coffin. Looking at the blue face and flat chest, I slowly reached out to probe his snort with some trepidation.

Without breath, he died.

My hands clenched and loosened, and my scalp was a little numb, this man was not incapable of death. Whether it's a hanging hole or a whirlpool or a mangrove forest, there are endless dangers in every place that can kill him, and the key is how can his body end up in this coffin?

Suddenly I thought of something, and I looked up in horror.

The coffin lid will collapse because someone has opened the coffin before, but it is not right, the coffin lid and the bottom coffin have a bayonet, unless it is not covered properly can be stepped on. I can't remember if the coffin was covered or not, but looking around, a terrible instinct arose in my heart. Intuitively, among the many coffins, Xie Ze was not the only one lying inside.

I no longer waste time on Xie Ze, grabbed the weeping branch and jumped onto another black coffin nearby, and when I saw that there was no trace of moving, I jumped on another one. There was a question from below: "Wish, what are you looking for?" ”

I didn't want to answer this question, I hope I thought about it too much, and I would rather find no trace of this coffin, but when I climbed to a height of 15 meters, I found another coffin with signs of being moved. This time I didn't step on it directly, but hung down on the branch and touched the suture of the coffin lid with my fingers, which was well covered, but it seemed that the coffin was corrupted.

I swiped it lightly with a lancet, and sure enough, the lid of the coffin was cut open. With a force that tore open the lid from end to end, and pushed it off, regardless of whether the shattered lid would fall on the ground or the barrier, I stared at another corpse in front of me, which was Gemu.

I suddenly began to be afraid, afraid that if I continued to look for it like this, except for the four of us at the moment, the rest of us would appear in these coffins, in the posture of death. I may be able to be indifferent to Xie Ze and Gemu, but ...... How do you know? What about Dao Fei? Also, what about Gu Xi? The body trembled uncontrollably.

But after the fear, I still gritted my teeth and continued, if something really happened and I couldn't get away with it if I didn't escape, I believe Gu Xi couldn't be here. When I found the next one, my hand paused for only a second, and then I didn't hesitate to cut the lid again, and although I was shocked when I saw it inside, I was also relieved. Immediately after the next one, it still is.

So far, I have found the bodies of four people: Xie Ze, Gemu, Mei Gu, and Mei Jiugu.

Indeed, Mei Jiugu, who thought she had been devoured by the scarlet thing, was also here, but she was almost unrecognizable, and her face was very terrifying as if she had been bitten by something, and she could distinguish one or two from her clothes and body shape.

In the process just now, I was going up very slowly, and when I looked up, I saw that I was still about ten meters high from Fuso Shenmu. With a slight tilt of my head, the golden light shot into my eyes again, and based on the previous lesson, this time I didn't blink an eye again, and let the light in.

After a moment of blindness, the scene returned to my eyes after the light had passed, this time it did not change, except that my eyes adjusted to the light, but I saw a touch of turquoise in my vision. At one point, I thought it was me, but after gradually fixing my eyes, the green was still there, and the warmth of my chest became more and more obvious, as if I had sensed it.

The visual height was only about one person, and I took a breath and climbed to the top, and soon reached that height by stepping left and right, and I really saw this jade plaque that had appeared in the photo, appeared in the video, and also appeared on the light mural. It is the size of a palm, surrounded by a finely carved frame, with many tiny characters engraved in the middle, and judging from the corner of the pen, it is very similar to the Qin script seen before.

Like the light mural, it was tied by a weeping branch and hung in the air, just tucked between the black coffins. If I hadn't been looking for the coffin with signs of moving, and I happened to be in sight, I wouldn't have been able to see it even if I had been climbing up. I don't know if there is really a mutual induction between the three jades, not only the two pieces of jade on my chest are burning and glowing, but this jade plate is also gradually emitting a green light, I can't help but reach out and touch it, and my fingertips immediately retract, it is actually hot.

After thinking about it, he tore off the black scarf tied around his neck to wrap the jade plate, and then cut off the weeping branch with a knife in his hand.

After a few seconds of pause, I kept a close eye on the movements around me, and only after making sure that nothing had happened did I put the hot jade plaque in my pocket. Subconsciously looked down, Cen Xi and Qin Zhou were both standing under the tree, and Cen Xi's gaze looked particularly deep and unfathomable from a distance of more than ten meters.

Ignoring others, he paid attention to the coffins around him that had been opened, and climbed towards the golden Fusang sacred tree above his head. Thankfully, I didn't notice anything wrong with the coffin, and I finally crawled under Fuso, and I could reach out and touch it.

Looking closer, I sighed more and more at the strangeness of this sacred tree, how could there be such a miraculous thing, it was really like a golden bird flapping its wings and flying past this old tree, and then it was fixed in place like magic. Even its connection to the old tree is like a golden claw on a branch, and the lines on its golden wings are ...... Wait, why do I think this sacred wood statue has been carved? The pattern doesn't look like it grows naturally at all, and I don't believe anything can naturally grow into a knife-cut stripe.

There is no doubt that the carving is very exquisite, and it can be said that the bird is brought to life.

The white beak is barefoot, and the head has a pattern, and it is called Jingwei.

I came up with these few words in my head, the legendary Jingwei bird is said to be cyan, some say it is fiery gold, no matter what color it is, but the image described to it is that the head has a crown pattern, and the tail is like a phoenix wings.

If this sacred tree really grew from an old tree, then someone carved this golden bird out of this wood; In another case, the claws of the golden bird are not really connected to the branches of the old tree.

To be honest, although the purpose of climbing up here was it, but when I got to it, I was a little nervous, should I really take it down? For now, the only way I can get it is by force. Not knowing for sure what will happen after cutting it off, this is my biggest hesitation at the moment.

Just when I was hesitating, I was suddenly stunned. The branch that supported the golden bird stretched deep into the old tree, reaching the stump, but it seemed to be broken, and the weeping branch that hung my own weight came from this branch.

There was a very clear "click", and my heart was shocked, that branch really couldn't support the hanging of so many coffins and the extra weight of me. I had no choice but to cut through the branches with the lancet, and grabbed the Golden Bird Sacred Tree in my hands, and my body fell with the standing coffin.

At that time, I thought that this branch was broken, and I would at most fall down a layer and then pull the rest of the weeping branches to stabilize my body, but I did not expect to miscalculate, I fell down a layer and before I could stand up, I heard a crisp sound again, followed by another load-bearing branch breaking, and I continued to sink with the coffin. After three times in the same situation, I had an epiphany, not because of bad luck, but because the many coffins hanging in the air seemed to be disorderly, but in fact, they all estimated the bearing capacity of each branch, and it was not enough to do more. The fact that as I climbed upwards had made the branches oppressed by the change of gravity, and before I knew it, they had been somewhat broken, and now the force of my fall with the coffin had broken the load-bearing force. So I'm going to fall layer after layer until I hit the ground.

This is not a pleasant thing, because the whole thing is affected, and the coffins on this old tree may all fall from the tree in an instant.

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