Although Ling Hao was more than ten zhang away, the words behind him were heard word by word.

He couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

The ancient people, these people's imagination is really rich.

But let them guess with each other, as long as it doesn't hurt you.

A few minutes later, Ling Hao suddenly stopped, his gaze falling on the open space in front of him, his brows furrowed.

In front of him, there are hundreds of coffins placed horizontally and vertically, cast in bronze, carved in carving, weird and boundless.

These bronze coffins are exquisite and heavy, and they are not hundreds or thousands of years, Ling Hao can see at a glance that they are only a few decades at most.

The patina on it is relatively new, there is no patina!

"It's... So many bronze coffins?"

Behind him, everyone looked at the shocking scene in front of them, only to feel a cool breath rising from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Coffins, they've seen.

But the bronze coffin originally symbolized ancient and vast.

There are so many bronze coffins, this is not an ancient tomb, and what is it.

Ancient times, they were lucky to be young.

"Ling Hao, what's in these bronze coffins?"

Han Yeshuang's expression was restrained, and in the face of the copper coffin, a kind of pressure on her face made her white neck sweat fall.

Hong Ziyi and others are all like this.

Ling Hao looked around, his face solemn: "You guys retreat for the time being, these bronze coffins are a little weird, maybe there will be corpse puppets." ”

"Corpse golem?"

Without Ling Hao's explanation, a group of children of no more than twenty people all shrank their necks and retreated a little frightened.

Corpses, puppets!

These things are not difficult to understand.

"Ling Hao, is there a legendary zombie here? The kind of thing that wears the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, is stiff, and eats human blood. ”

Han Yeshuang hugged her chest with her hands, only feeling that her scalp was numb.

It's true that they are martial artists, but thinking that there is a high probability that there will be invulnerable zombies on TV here, I still feel a little hairy in my heart.

Hundreds of copper coffins, how many terrifying zombies there must be.

Ling Hao shook his head and said indifferently: "It's not a zombie, the zombie you said is just a method of transporting corpses, it's just a legend, in fact, their bodies have been hollowed out, and only a pair of skins are left to be worn on a bamboo pole." ”

"And in front of me is the corpse puppet, an extremely evil technique, the corpse of the warrior is irrigated from the heavenly spirit with various metals, and then the secret method is concocted for seven hundred and forty-nine years before it can be successfully refined. ”

"These bronze coffins are their place of incubation, like the womb of a man. ”

Ling Hao had seen this kind of corpse puppet on the Heavenly Dragon Continent, and it was very difficult to deal with.

Invulnerability is a trivial matter, and those powerful corpse golems can even carry spells.

"What, it took more than forty years to refine successfully, so who is the owner of this tomb?"

Hearing this, the three disciples present all looked shocked, as if they had been struck by lightning.

These golems are much older than they are.

Moreover, with metal irrigation, you can imagine how strong these corpse puppets will be.

"Master Ling, will these things come out?"

Hong Ziyi's cheeks were a little pale, and he asked cautiously.

Hundreds of coffins, if they were really alarmed and hundreds of corpse puppets appeared, then they would not be dead.

Spirit stones, treasures, and magic weapons are worthless compared to life.

"If no one deliberately releases it, they can't come out. ”

"If a corpse puppet wants to survive, it needs a large number of spirit stones to feed, you see if there is a bright stone in the center of the coffin, that is, the spirit stone. ”

Ling Hao pointed to the nearest copper coffin.

Sure enough, there was a groove on one side of the bronze coffin, in which was inserted a fist-sized stone, as crystal clear as jade.

"That is the lowest spirit stone, the owner of this tomb must have obtained the method of refining the corpse puppet, but he can't find a high-grade spirit stone, so he can only use the next generation. It is not easy for a low-grade spirit stone to raise a corpse puppet. ”

"We arrived just in time, if one day the corpse puppet is resurrected, there will inevitably be a great catastrophe. ”

Ling Hao stood with his hands in his hands, walked indifferently towards the bronze coffin, and said with some concern: "This is obviously not an immortal cultivator's tomb, but a corpse puppet built by the demon on purpose. ”

"Huh?"

Ling Hao's words fell, and Han Yeshuang frowned and said, "Do you mean that these corpse puppets were refined by an evil martial artist, and he is not dead yet, but he is just using the tomb to cover up the truth?"

"How long does it take for so many bronze coffins to be cast?"

"These are all minor issues, I'm just worried about who has such great ability, just a hundred martial artists is enough to make a big deal that shakes the world. ”

Hong Ziyi looked at the bronze coffins worriedly, and her heart was shocked.

Ling Hao sighed lightly, Hong Ziyi and Han Yeshuang's words were to the point.

Hundreds of copper coffins are worth a lot, and I am afraid that it is no less than tens of billions of investments.

The martial artist who refines the corpse puppet itself should be at least strong, and it should also be in the Hell Realm.

The stronger the martial artist, the more powerful the corpse puppet will be.

Ling Hao's gaze swept over the hundreds of bronze coffins and found that there were eighteen extremely delicate coffins among them, and a faint cold aura had appeared among them.

That kind of aura will definitely not be weaker than a martial artist at the fourth or fifth level of the Yuan Shen Realm.

In the center of the eighteen giant coffins, there was another fine iron coffin, and on one side there were four spirit stones the size of fingernails.

That was more than an intermediate spirit stone, the value of a thousand low-grade spirit stones that could be resisted.

When you put it into account, the value of everything here is absolutely immeasurable.

One can imagine how big the power behind the owner of the tomb is.

At this time, even Ling Hao was a little shocked.

Even in the Heavenly Dragon Continent, the one who can do this is definitely a medium force.

However, most of the cults on the Heavenly Dragon Continent have been wiped out, and only a few cults are hidden in the mountains

"Western Regions Demon Sect, Ling Hao, aren't they?"

Suddenly, Han Yeshuang thought of the person from the Demon Sect that day.

Demon Cult of the Western Regions!

Ling Hao shook his head indifferently and continued: "It's not them, refining a corpse puppet requires the refiner himself to have the cultivation of the Tribulation Realm, looking at the whole country, how many people can reach the Tribulation Realm?"

Rise!

Ling Hao's heart moved, and he slapped it on the bronze coffin, and a spirit stone "bang" ejected out and was held by Ling Hao in his hand.

The fist-sized spirit stone was crystal clear, but there were a lot of impurities in it.

"There is very little spiritual energy in the spirit stone, the time of this bronze coffin is only a few decades, and so many spirit stones can be gathered, it seems that the power behind this tomb is not simple. ”

"Master Ling, if these corpse puppets in the bronze coffin are really successfully refined, can they really cause a catastrophe?"

Han Yeshuang asked cautiously, after saying this, she herself felt a little idiot, how could Ling Hao's words be false.

Hearing this, Ling Hao's gaze swept over Han Yeshuang's face, and he immediately pointed to the eighteen bronze coffins and said, "If my guess is right, each of these eighteen bronze coffins has the strength of the peak of the Yuan God Realm. ”

"And in the coffin in the center, it should be a corpse puppet with the power of the Tribulation Realm. ”

Ling Hao's words were light.