"Can't go!" Qingfeng Dao Chang said categorically, "Ninety-nine steps have been walked, it is not bad for this trembling, you stand back, and open the coffin for the teacher." ”

As he spoke, he pushed Zhou Ming away, stepped forward, put his hands firmly on the coffin lid, and pushed forward hard, but the copper coffin was really not ordinarily heavy, and the coffin lid alone was rare and thousands of catties, and it couldn't move it even a bit.

Qingfeng Dao Leader exhaled a turbid breath and sighed, "This coffin lid is really heavy enough......"

"Master, why don't you push it for you?" Zhou Ming stepped forward as he spoke, and rolled up his sleeves.

"I don't need you to come over, it doesn't matter if you come, you kid can't use his strength now, it's better to push this coffin board for the teacher, it seems that the poor road is really old, if you are young, this fast copper plate is not in your eyes." A hint of dejection appeared on the face of the Qingfeng Dao Chief, and he took a step back, and rolled up his sleeves.

Zhou Ming thought about it, he was sucked by the demon, and it hurt so much as soon as he used his strength to use his dantian, he really couldn't help much, so he had to stand behind him with a yellow paper talisman, his eyes staring at the coffin.

Qingfeng Dao Chang moved his hands and feet, took a deep breath, and swam the true qi in the dantian through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally penetrated between his palms, and suddenly let out a loud cry, and once again used his feminine palm, and slapped it heavily towards the coffin board.

This feminine palm Qingfeng Dao Chang has practiced for most of his life, and this palm is more than a thousand catties of power, but when he saw that the coffin board was beaten out by Qingfeng Dao Chang's palm, it fell heavily on the wall of the tomb, and even the wall was smashed out of a pit.

Zhou Ming was stunned by the master's palm, and just wanted to slap two sycophants, but unexpectedly, a layer of white mist slowly emerged from the coffin, which continued to spread, and after Qingfeng Dao Chang slapped this palm, he then took a big step back towards Zhou Ming, and at the same time pulled Zhou Ming back.

In a moment, the white mist in the coffin gradually dissipated into invisibility, and Qingfeng Dao Chang said, "Almost, let's go over and take a look to see what rare things are in there." ”

As he spoke, he slowly approached the coffin, Zhou Ming swallowed another mouthful of saliva and walked behind the master.

When there were still two or three steps away from the copper coffin, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing up the beard of the Qingfeng Dao Chief, and the Qingfeng Dao Chief's face was cold, and he suddenly stopped, and once again smelled the strange smell that was not fragrant or smelly in his nose.

Zhou Ming also smelled this breath, and also stopped, looking around in fear, his heart beat wildly inexplicably, a very bad premonition rose in his heart, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

Suddenly, Zhou Ming's eyes stopped on the red candle placed in the southeast corner of the tomb, and he couldn't help but tremble with fright, he trembled and patted Qingfeng Dao Chang's shoulder with his hand, and said tremblingly: "Master...... Big things are wrong...... The red candle I lit was blown out a short time ago...... Ghost blows the lamp...... It must be a ghost blowing the lamp! ”

"What are you screaming about!" Qingfeng Dao Chang scolded Zhou Ming angrily, and his eyes also looked at the red candle, if it was really blown out, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, there is such a saying in his heart that he is a captain who touches Jin, it is called the lamp is extinguished, is it true that Poor Dao is really going to throw this old life in this strange tomb today?