According to Lin Luo's original calculation, this burial immortal Tai will not be too big, but now it seems that it is a big mistake, not to mention the huge Hu Bo, just saying that this swamp appeared in front of him, which made Lin Luo big for a while.

By this time it was dark, and everywhere I could see was an endless swamp.

Long Qing'er was also a little at a loss, this swamp with a pungent smell must be extremely poisonous.

Long Ye and the others even felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Brother Lin, how is this good. ”

Lin Luo looked around, there would be people coming to this burial immortal tai every year, no one would have seen this swamp, and not everyone would be unable to return, he thought that he would be able to find a way to the past.

"It's dark, so we'll rest here until tomorrow. ”

The little turtle carried its front paws, and also looked at the swamp, shaking his head and muttering: "This swamp is too calm, I'm afraid it will cause trouble." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly took out all kinds of armor and put it on his body.

Everyone sat together, either too tired from the journey, or too dead and silent in the swamp, and no one spoke.

The baby turtle hid under a big tree early and fell asleep.

Lin Luo looked at the people with tired faces and said, "You guys rest early, and think of a way tomorrow." ”

Everyone nodded and sat on the ground.

It's just that Long Qing'er didn't mean to sleep, she still sat aside, staring at the fire and didn't know what she was thinking.

Lin Luo was not persuaded again, sat cross-legged, and practiced the Pangu Sutra.

The full moon rose, and there was a dead silence all around.

The sound of the crowd's slight breathing and the rhythmless snoring of the little turtle rang out.

Long Qing'er pulled the hanging green silk and said softly, "Did the stranger tell you something?"

Lin Luo opened his eyes, did not speak, raised his hand and added a dry wood into the fire, there was a crackling sound, and the flame was even stronger.

Long Qing'er crossed her legs, put her face on her legs, and said calmly: "I know what you already know, but I still ask you to help the Golden Dragon Pulse complete this trip." ”

Lin Luo glanced at Long Qing'er, patted off the stolen goods on his palm, and said, "It doesn't matter if you know it or not, since I promised, I will do it, and when I get back the Dingshui Bead, it will be two clear." ”

"Since you entered the Burial Immortal Tai, you have changed. ”

Lin Luo smiled, "Oh, I didn't find out. ”

Long Qing'er changed the topic and said, "What did you see on that boat?"

Lin Luo shook his head, "It's nothing." ”

"Do you know what I saw?"

Lin Luo picked up a piece of wood and picked up the fire, and there was another crackling sound.

"I saw myself as a child, I saw my stubbornness, I saw joy, anger, fear, but I didn't see sadness. The old people say that this is an imperfection of the mind, and that it is a major obstacle to cultivators. ”

Long Qing'er smiled helplessly again, "It seems that I am destined to not be able to go on the path of cultivation for a long time." ”

Lin Luo glanced at Long Qing'er incredulously, how could he not be the same as her.

Long Qing'er no longer dwelled on this topic, and said leisurely: "I slept, you worked hard." ”

Lin Luo nodded.

How could Long Qing'er sleep, on that boat, she seemed to see her future again, saw a different self, she was scared, and she felt helpless.

Lin Luo sat cross-legged, and the full moon hung on his head.

At this moment, in the swamp in the distance, bursts of bubbles sounded.

Lin Luo opened his eyes and saw huge bubbles in this swamp tumbling, as if something was about to be drilled out.

With a 'bang', a black object was revealed, floating directly on the swamp.

Lin Luo observed carefully, it was actually a black coffin, and he didn't wait for any reaction, and then he saw the second and third .......

It didn't take much effort, and all the black coffins were floating densely on the swamp.

These coffins all exude a quaint atmosphere.

What's even more incredible is that these coffins are illuminated by the moonlight, and a layer of milky white light rises on the surface.

The light grew brighter and brighter, but these coffins rose directly and floated in the air.

With such a movement, the rest of the people woke up and looked at the scene in front of them, and they were all shocked.

The little turtle turned over, opened one eye, just glanced at it, 'fluttered', sat up, and exclaimed, "A thousand coffins running to the moon?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and no one had ever heard such a statement.

Long Xue'er couldn't see these things the most, so she hurriedly hid behind Long Qing'er, and then as if she remembered something, she moved directly behind Lin Luo.

Everyone clenched their weapons.

The little turtle said softly: "You don't have to worry too much, this thousand coffins to the moon is just a kind of cultivation method in ancient times, borrowing this thousand coffins to absorb the power of the moonlight, condense together, and help yourself practice." ”

The little turtle took a closer look and continued: "No one should know this method of cultivation anymore, as long as everyone doesn't wake up the creatures in the coffins, these coffins will disappear by the dawn of the day. ”

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

With a "whoosh", something moved rapidly in the forest behind him.

The little turtle screamed, "Not good!"

But it was too late, and I saw a black creature, jumping directly onto a coffin.

Everyone looked at it through the moonlight, and they were all surprised, this black shadow was clearly Long Yanxin, at this time Long Yanxin was lying on the coffin, like a person not human, not strange, his whole body was covered with black hair, a pair of eyes became blood red, and the teeth in his mouth were extremely sharp, and they had protruded out of his mouth.

Long Yanxin roared at everyone, revealing a mouth full of fangs.

Then I saw him pounding the coffin vigorously, and then jumped and disappeared directly into the darkness.

Thousands of coffins began to vibrate violently, and the coffin lids began to loosen and tilt to one side in this vibration.

"Squeak, squeak," said a sound like a sharp object cutting through steel.

Suddenly, a black, withered hand poked out of the coffin, followed by the same dry hand in the rest of the coffin.

The little turtle shouted, "Run!"

But everything was in vain, and I saw a dried corpse jump out of a coffin, directly blocking everyone's way.

The dried corpse was swarthy, the skin and hair were long gone, the remaining flesh was clinging to the bones, the hands had become slender, the black nails were extremely sharp, and the clothes on the body had long been tattered.

Immediately afterwards, the black-pressed dried corpse crawled out, or blocked the way of everyone, or stood on the coffin to watch.

Long Ye and the others swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, if it was only one, it would be fine, but there were so many of them, it really made them feel a sense of powerlessness.

Lin Luo stared at these dried corpses carefully, his mind was full of thoughts.

Long Xue'er's face turned pale with fright, screamed, and had already covered her face with her hands.

A scream, or it became a signal for the corpse to attack, all waving their claws and running towards Lin Luo and the others.

There was no way back, only a war.

Lin Luo held the gun in one hand, and the golden wire was directly connected to the spear, and with a shot, a dry corpse's head exploded and fell to the ground.

Then he swept with a gun, splitting a dry corpse close to Long Xue'er in half.

The little turtle stretched out his hand, held a big knife in his hand, and was busy slashing horizontally and vertically.

The strength of these dried corpses is low, but there are too many of them.

When one group falls, another group jumps up.

Everyone was surrounded by broken dried corpses, especially in front of Lin Luo, a mountain of corpses had been piled up.

Lin Luo was no longer worried about these dried corpses at this moment, but found in an instant that in the darkness not far away, a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at his group all the time.

So Lin Luo killed the corpse and approached the dark place, so as to gather all the dangers hidden in the dark on himself.

Sure enough, as more and more dried corpses were killed, the black shadow hidden in the shadows moved, and the speed was so fast that Lin Luo was unexpected.

This black shadow is undoubtedly Long Yanxin.

But seeing Long Yanxin, he came to Lin Luo in an instant, and a sharp claw grabbed directly at Lin Luo's neck.

Lin Luo had already seen through it, the spear was withdrawn, and he stabbed Long Yanxin instead, Long Yanxin didn't expect Lin Luo's reaction to be so fast, and he wanted to withdraw in a hurry, but it was too late, only to see Long Yanxin's body twist, and the spear stabbed Long Yanxin's shoulder.

Long Yanxin hissed under his breath, turned around and disappeared into the darkness again.

There were not many corpses left, and everyone could be regarded as relieved.

At this moment, the swamp began to tumble like boiling water, and a huge coffin emerged from the swamp.

With a "boom", the coffin lid shattered.

A tall, dry corpse rises from within the coffin.

Unlike these ordinary dried corpses, this dried corpse was covered in jet-black armor and held a heavy sword in his hand.

The little turtle squinted his eyes and said, "The ancient god of war clan?"

The rest of the dried corpses were all frightened and fled back to the coffin, and some of them were directly split into pieces by its sword when they passed in front of the huge dried corpse.

It's just that in an instant, there is no one around except for the dried corpses that have been killed.

This huge dry corpse, with a jump, went straight to Lin Luo, and when it was still in the air, it had already grasped the heavy sword with both hands and slashed straight down.

Lin Luo resisted with a horizontal gun.

With the sound of the 'bell', Lin Luodan felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and a huge force came, and his feet were already sunk into the ground.

The dry corpse fell to the ground, and the heavy sword was chopped down again, Lin Luo dodged sideways, and handed out a shot, stabbing the corpse in the chest.

With a 'bell', the spear failed to pierce the helmet armor, leaving only a series of friction sounds.

Even so, the huge dried corpse was knocked back a few steps by the huge force of the spear.

Long Qing'er moved, only to see her holding a sword in one hand, and went straight to the neck of the dried corpse to slash.

This dry corpse seems to be stiff, but it is not slow, the heavy sword is raised, directly blocking Long Qing'er's sword, and then, the dry corpse punches out.

Long Qing'er had no way to hide, so she could only try to deviate her body as much as possible.

Lin Luo saw it in his eyes, and the spear swept into a stick, directly hitting the abdomen of the dried corpse, even so, the dry corpse punched Long Qing'er in the shoulder.

Long Qing'er flew out directly upside down.

The dry corpse was also swept back a few steps by Lin Luo's shot.

The rest of the people hurriedly helped the injured Long Qing'er.

The little turtle waved his hand, shouted for everyone to step back, and then leaned against a stone and reminded: "Boy, this is a person from the ancient god of war clan, and his strength is extraordinary, you have to take it seriously." ”

It's a bit of schadenfreude.

Looking at this dry corpse again, he lifted the heavy sword and slashed at Lin Luo, Lin Luo knew that this dry corpse was infinitely powerful, so he could only swim away, not fight hard.

One turned sideways, circled to its side, and the spear gently picked at the neck of the dried corpse.

The dry corpse heavy sword flew into the air, and before it could react, the spear had already arrived.

It was too late to parry the heavy sword, so he had to turn sideways.

There was a 'snort', and the spear pierced the side of the neck.

No blood came out.

The dry corpse roared, picked up the heavy sword and swept through Lin Luo.

Lin Luo lightly nodded and stepped back.

The dry corpse missed the blow and chased after Lin Luo.

Lin Luo retreated again and again, but deliberately shortened the distance.

Just as Lin Lu turned around and retreated, the dry corpse raised his heavy sword and slashed down diagonally.

Lin Luo's retreating pace stopped abruptly, turned his head sharply, and handed out a shot.

Before the dry corpse could react, the spear had pierced through the neck of the dry corpse, and the head fell directly and rolled to the side.

With a 'boom', the dried corpse fell.

"Good!" the little turtle applauded, startling the others.

"I didn't expect that your kid was so clean and neat this time, and the master is optimistic about you. ”

As soon as the words fell, in the swamp, the calm thousand coffins shook again, and then they all gathered together, forming layers of steps.

A small figure walked from the swamp and stepped on the coffin step by step, very terrifying.