A group of people gathered around the Black Crystal Holy Coffin, in this terrible Devil's Triangle, on a miraculous island, in the ruins that are not known how deep underground, in front of them may be ancient corpses buried two thousand years ago.

In all the weirdness that appeared before, everyone couldn't help but feel numb in their backs, and their eyes were full of nervousness, fear, and fear.

Seeing that Nick couldn't stop Marquis Jean, who had made up his mind, he could only take out the magic materials in the inner bag and began to arrange a magic array outside the Sombra Coffin.

Jean, who saw him do this, was also convinced, after all, such a thing as opening a coffin, even if he had done it countless times around the world, there was always a little nervousness when it came to the end. After all, in these coffins that are hundreds of years old, or even thousands of years, there are often some inexplicable eccentricities, especially the previous experience on this island, which makes him a little worried.

After all, it is a person who has experienced countless storms, opened the potential of the human body, and developed the possession of the gods (the power of the mind), exhaled, Jean forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, and let Nick arrange the magic array.

Five minutes later, around the coffin, everyone's eyes showed more and more irritability, Jean gasped, looked at Nick, who was still arranging the magic circle, and finally couldn't help but say, "Okay?" How long will it take? I'm going to open the coffin! ”

"Alright." Nick frowned, looked at the people with anxious and impatient faces, and said, "This ancient tomb is so strange, don't you think the way you look now, a little strange?"

I'm still going to say yì you don't open this coffin, this is ...... I feel like there's something very, very evil. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, no matter how evil things are, can they be as fast as the Type 77 in our hands?" With a wave of his hand, Jean pointed to the strongest, tallest of the all. He also said to Ali, his most loyal thug, "You, you come to open the coffin." ”

"Everybody dispersed."

Ali's expression was as cold as ever, and he casually took the shovel handed by his accomplice, and stuck it on the coffin board with a snap.

Everyone, including Jean, held their breath when they saw this scene. Surrounding the Sombra Coffin, his eyes were firmly fixed on Ali's movements.

Countless guns were pointed at the coffin, as if they would all shoot if something jumped out of it.

The creaking sound continued to sound from the contact surface between the shovel and the coffin, and in Jean's continuous urging, the Sombra Holy Coffin was finally slowly opened, and Ali threw away the shovel and pushed the coffin open.

With a bang, the coffin board was pushed to the ground, and a cold air that was cold to the bone marrow rushed to the face. It made everyone present shudder.

The temperature around the area seemed to drop by more than 10 degrees at once, and the lights in the flashlight suddenly dimmed, making the surroundings even darker.

Ali stood stupidly beside the Sombra coffin, his head down, staring at the inside of the coffin, not knowing what he was seeing.

Jean swallowed and urged, "Ali, what do you see?" ”

Ali remained still. Jean urged a few more times, and impatiently led people directly to rush forward.

As soon as I came to the coffin. He gasped, and inside the coffin was a person, but not a shriveled corpse with only white bones left as he imagined, but a young man with pale skin and a slender body.

The young man felt as if he was still alive.

But it's more noticeable to Jean. But it was a sword on the young man's chest, it was a sword about a meter long, the sword body was crystal clear, like countless flowing clouds surging in it, and colorful fluorescence was reflected from the sword body. Even if you don't know the origin of this sword, you can understand that this sword must be of great value.

And this sword is the residue obtained by Zuo Zhicheng after continuously condensing martial arts and Taoism for twenty-one years, and finally suppressing and rejecting the power of the Six Desires Demon Chapter.

This is a sword body composed purely of Zuo Zhicheng's negativity, a pure conceptual weapon, which gathers Zuo Zhicheng's **, evil thoughts and all kinds of negative feelings of human beings, as well as the darkest part of the true element.

It's a magic sword through and through.

Jean subconsciously stretched out his hand to the magic sword, and then grabbed it in his arms.

He seemed to hear a voice ringing in his heart: 'This sword is mine.' ’

He is the most perfect treasure in the world. ’

He is the greatest pursuit of your life. ’

With him, you will have endless wealth, invincible power, and the right to rule the world. ’

Evil voices rang out in Gin's head, and he wrapped the magic sword in cloth as fast as he could, so that everyone who rushed around could only see a general appearance.

Ali looked at the magic sword wrapped in Jean's arms and asked, "Your Excellency, ......"

A voice rang out in Jean's head again: 'You alone can own this sword, you are the only master.' ’

'Swallow this sword to yourself, and let them die!' ’

"Don't talk nonsense." Jean said in a panic, "I'll go back to the boat first, and you will tear the body in the coffin with a gun for me." ”

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, he added, "Do as I say!" When you come back, I will give you a hundred lira each. ”

After saying that, he held the magic sword and rushed out without looking back, and disappeared without a trace of the smoke, looking at the speed, it was much faster than before.

"What's wrong with him?" Nick looked at Jean in bewilderment, and then turned to look at the young man in the coffin, and this look was an exclamation, only to see that the young man in the coffin had opened his eyes.

"He's alive!"

"Zombies! It's a zombie! ”

The people around him jerked up their guns and stepped back, and Nick was startled and instinctively stepped back, and then saw the young man in the coffin sit up suddenly.

Seeing this scene, Nick hurriedly said, "Wait a minute! ”

But he was already too late, and at the moment when Zuo Zhicheng sat up, more than a dozen guns fired at the same time, and the dense metal storm completely enveloped Zuo Zhicheng and the coffin under him. But all the bullets stopped in front of Zuo Zhicheng, and after a slight pause, they all reflected back.

Then the young man turned around and slapped his palm in a strange posture twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and a man who wanted to launch a flamespray directly turned into a mass of flesh.

Screams kept ringing nearby, and Nick watched Zuo Zhicheng in the coffin turn his head strangely and shouted, "Don't use a gun." ”

Looking at the young man's confused eyes and strange movements, Nick shouted again: "He shouldn't have fully woken up yet, he is just sensing hostility and fighting back." ”

After several more deaths, the coffin fell silent again.

Sure enough, as Nick said, after everyone stopped attacking, Zuo Zhicheng in the coffin also stopped attacking. His head was tilted, and his whole person seemed to wander out of the world.

The whirring sound kept gasping out of everyone's mouths, and just when everyone was nervous, there was a sudden slight tremor from their feet.

"What is this?" Nick looked at the back of the other's head in disbelief, and saw countless black flames rushing from the void into the back of his head.

At the same time, the entire Holy Sepulchre shook wildly, the out-of-phase in the sky, the whirlpool on the sea, the ice and snow, the flames, the thunder, all the wonders that violated the laws of nature disappeared one by one, and all the power that escaped re-entered Zuo Zhicheng's body.

And his will is like a soul returning to the body, and his mind is gradually recovering. (To be continued......)