I suddenly felt a little hairy in my heart, if this was really the black iron coffin on the mural of Python Mountain, wouldn't it mean that I had inadvertently unraveled the Heavenly Absolute Vine and destroyed the thing that suppressed the Witch King?

Even more Lao Zhao's narration, the first time it was Yingzheng who opened this black iron coffin, which was simply a catastrophe for him, because it not only directly led to the withering of the hundred schools of thought, but also caused the Taiyi Sect to be almost wiped out, and even the entire Great Qin Empire lost its national fortune and was destroyed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then didn't I inadvertently get through a big Lou Zi, who knows what kind of bloody storm will be set off if the witch king has been trapped for so many thousands of years.

Of course, there is still a trace of luck in my heart at this moment, maybe the witch king has already rotted into scum in these thousands of years, or as long as he doesn't open the coffin like Yingzheng, nothing will happen.

Soon, some sound shattered my last hope, it was a series of very rhythmic tapping sounds, which came from inside the coffin, louder and more urgent, like a chick, eager to peck through the dark and narrow eggshell.

My heart trembled, and I immediately realized that the Witch King, the sleeping demon, was about to awaken.

My mind went blank, and my only thought was to get out of here as soon as possible, but my legs were already trembling, soft as tofu dregs, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't move an inch.

With a "bang", the lid of the black iron coffin was pushed up, and then it fell back again, making a loud noise, which was also mixed with the harsh sound of the iron chains rubbing, as if there were many iron chains inside the coffin, locking the witch king firmly.

But I know very well that this chain won't last long, otherwise, Taiyizong and Yingzheng wouldn't have to make such a big sacrifice.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of stopping, the coffin lid was pushed up again, this time, several iron chains were thrown on the edge of the coffin, the coffin lid fell, and there was a loud sound of gold and iron colliding, and the iron chain broke in response.

Then, when the lid of the coffin was lifted for the third time, a bright red arm stretched out from the gap.

I bit the tip of my tongue with my teeth, and the intense pain freed me from my fear, and I rushed forward in three steps, one of which rolled over and flew up, and sat heavily on the lid of the coffin.

As I said before, I have a characteristic that I can often make correct judgments based on instinct at the most critical moment.

I know that even if I turn around and escape now, I won't be able to escape anywhere in this dark dungeon, so what I have to do is try not to let the Witch King come out, and I can last for a while.

I smashed the lid back again, and then I raised the seven-star sword and slashed at the bright red arm.

With a "dang" sound, my sword slashed down, as if it had cut a stone, and the huge shock made my arm numb, and the seven-star sword fell to the ground without hand.

At this moment, the witch king in the coffin went up again, and I didn't sit still, fell down heavily, and rolled to the edge of the jade platform.

This fell very hard, my nose was numb, a warm liquid flowed out, I didn't care about wiping it, I ran over to pick up the seven-star sword next to the coffin, a strong light suddenly shot from behind, I was startled, turned around, and the strong light pierced me and couldn't open my eyes.

It was the light of a flashlight, and there were others here.

"Who?!" I asked.

"It's me," a familiar voice sounded not far away, and as he spoke, he had come closer, turning his flashlight in a different direction, and then the reflected light made me see the young face clearly.

"Big brother, why are you here?" I wiped the blood from my face with my sleeve and wondered.

This person is none other than my powerful sworn brother, Hao Shoujun.

I remember that in the woods of the Python River, he gave me that strange black candle and woke me up with a slap that freed me from a never-ending hallucination, I thought it was just an illusion, but when I was in Shinto, I found the black candle tattoo on my arm.

At that time, I had already realized that he was not simple, and now, at this most critical moment, he suddenly appeared again, and in my heart, his mystery level has reached the realm of Lao Zhao and Night Crow.

He didn't speak, but took out a piece of paper and handed it to me along with the flashlight, "This is the road map of the underground palace, you go out quickly." ”

I know that the reason why he let me go alone was because he wasn't sure how to deal with the Witch King.

"I'm not leaving," I didn't pick up, "I'm going to go together, I'm not at ease if you're here alone, I'll stay, maybe I can help." ”

I'm such a person, although my IQ is not too high, and my skills are not good, but I am so righteous that if I run away alone, and he has an accident here, I will have a troubled conscience for the rest of my life.

The lid of the coffin was slammed a few more times, and the iron chain that locked the witch king was broken several times.

Hao Shoujun frowned, and was just about to speak, when his eyes suddenly widened, he looked behind me, and said in a very puzzled tone, "Hey, Brother Night Crow, why are you here too?" ”

When I heard him say this, my heart was happy, in my impression, the night crow this guy has great powers, and is called "the great evil of the world", the three of us join forces, maybe we can fight with this witch king.

Thinking of this, I turned around and was about to say hello, but when I saw that there was nothing behind me, I felt a "groan" in my heart, knowing that I had been fooled.

As soon as I tried to twist my head back, I felt a pain in the back of my neck, and then my eyes went black, and my whole body went limp.

What happened after that, I don't know.