"Look at your little bit of interest, you've come here, and you still want to run. ”

The old madman grabbed Ding Chuan's wrist without saying anything, and his fingertips slashed his wrist, and a stream of golden blood flowed out.

"Ah...... Old madman, what are you crazy about. Ding Chuan felt very uneasy in his heart, and wanted to break free but couldn't.

"What a freak you kid, how are you golden-blooded. ”

The old madman was a little surprised, but he didn't think much about it, and directly sprinkled the blood on Ding Chuan's wrist on the three-zhang high monument.

There was a loud bang, and the huge stone tablet trembled violently after being stained with blood, and the entire mountain area was slightly turbulent, and the old madman quickly raised his hand to create a Yuan Force barrier when he saw this, isolating the movement here from the outside world.

The scene in front of me is too weird, the giant monument that was sprinkled with blood seems to have life, violently shaking, flashing with a poignant blood light, pulled out of the mountain in a rumbling sound, the actual length of this stele is more than seven zhang long, when the stele is all pulled out, revealing a deep and dark cave, it looks so gloomy under the faint moonlight and starlight, it makes people shudder.

"This ...... This ......"

"I'll take you in. ”

The old madman picked up Ding Chuan and flew diagonally into the cave, and as soon as he entered, a yin wind blew, which made the body feel cold, and the cold hair fell to the ground, and Ding Chuan shivered.

After the two walked along the deep cave for about twenty meters, a trace of blue light appeared in front of them, and a cave about fifty zhang long and wide appeared in front of them, and there were more than a dozen turquoise night pearls on the cave wall, exuding a gloomy and cold light.

When he saw the landscape in the cave, Ding Chuan's scalp was numb and screamed, and he hugged the old madman behind him.

I saw a vermilion sarcophagus lying quietly in the center of the cave, surrounded by white skulls and human severed limbs, and a musty smell of corpses filled the space, which was disgusting, and such a terrifying scene made people almost suspicious of entering the netherworld.

"Ah...... What did you mad old madman do with me in this place, I'm going to get out of here. ”

The old madman's wrinkled face looked particularly terrifying under the gloomy green light, and he smiled sadly, "Don't you want to practice the Panhuang Sutra anymore?"

Ding Chuan said angrily: "Old madman, if you are crazy, it doesn't mean that I am crazy, ghosts only believe your nonsense, how can there be ancient scriptures in this kind of ghost place." ”

"This blood coffin is the burial ground chapter in the Panhuang Sutra, and these bones are the predecessors who participated in the Panhuang Sutra and died. ”

"Shhh

Ding Chuan involuntarily gasped, this dense pile of white bones has at least nearly a hundred, or even more, some bones have obviously gone through too long of time, all turned into layers of white bone meal, looking at the layers of broken bones and bone powder, a chill from the soles of the feet straight to the brain.

"So many people haven't comprehended the Desolate Sutra?" Ding Chuan was full of doubts in his heart, so many corpses and bones had all died in the strange exercises of the Desolate Palace.

The old madman said: "Three thousand years ago, there was a Buhong senior who participated in forty percent, but it's a pity that ......."

"What a pity?"

"Mu Xiu in the forest, the wind will destroy it, Buhong's predecessors were arrogant, and at the same time about the ten young top masters at that time, killed eight people, seriously injured two people, and later attracted many forces to encircle and suppress, but more of them used this as an excuse to take the practice of the Panhuang Sutra from the mouth of Buhong's predecessors. The old madman continued with a somewhat gloomy face: "As a result, Senior Buhong was added by the chaotic blade and died. ”

Ding Chuan sighed for a while, and was silent for a long time, thinking that Bu Hong's predecessor was also a strong figure, and he actually singled out ten young top masters, killed eight people alive, and seriously injured two people, such a feat was only afraid that it would cause panic among many forces in the cultivation world to attack him and strangle him in his growth.

Then Ding Chuan fixed his eyes on the vermilion sarcophagus and asked, "Who is buried in that coffin?"

"I don't know, no one has ever been able to open it. ”

"Okay, Ding boy, I will give you the ancient scriptures, and give your Heaven Swallowing Hand cultivation method as a teacher!"

Ding Chuan said with a bitter face: "Old madman, you want to play me to death! I still have a good youth to squander, do you want me to go down with these seniors whose bones are cold." ”

The old madman said, "You can also give up, but you have to be trustworthy as a person, and if you say okay, what about the Heaven Swallowing Hand to practice the Fa?"

"This old madman is such a fool of a fool. Ding Chuan cursed secretly, and reluctantly took out a copy of the Heaven-Swallowing Hand from his arms and threw it to the old madman.

"Hahaha, good apprentice, you can enlighten yourself here! ”

The old madman rushed out of the cave in ecstasy, and then he made a series of fingerprints and slammed on the stone tablet more than seven feet high, and the huge stone tablet rumbled and sealed the mouth of the cave again.

"I'm ¥#% you old bastard. Ding Chuan scolded, the evil monument sealed the entrance of the cave, I was afraid that he would have no chance to run out if he wanted to, and he even had an illusion that this dense skeleton was deceived by the old madman so much.

After a short period of fear, Ding Chuan slowly calmed down, and began to seriously look at the vermilion sarcophagus in the middle, the sarcophagus was three zhang long, one zhang wide and one zhang high, it was hard to imagine what a huge creature was buried in this blood coffin.

The vermilion sarcophagus has many ancient and mysterious patterns, but because it is too old, some of the patterns on the sarcophagus have been weathered.

Ding Chuan sat for a long time, staring intently at the quaint patterns on the vermilion sarcophagus, and suddenly the mysterious patterns on the sarcophagus operated independently, a bloody light blurred Ding Chuan's eyes, he began to become manic, with monstrous killing intent and infinite sorrow in his chest, he regarded himself as an enemy in his confusion, raised his palms to harm himself, and hit his chest with two palms, blood splashed, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Smelling the stimulation of the smell of blood, Ding Chuan's two eyes turned into bloody eyes, and he slowly raised his right palm in a delirious way and slashed at his head, at this moment, the purple gold Yuan Li Dan and the black Yuan Li Dan in his body collided with each other, and a loud noise erupted, like countless gods and demons roaring and like three thousand Buddhas singing, this loud sound was like Huang Zhong Da Lu woke Ding Chuan up.

When he realized the abnormality of his behavior, Ding Chuan was frightened into a cold sweat, just now he had half a foot into the ghost gate, the patterns on this sarcophagus are too weird, can make people have countless negative emotions, until he mutilated himself, and countless bones around this sarcophagus also died because of this.

He became extremely tight, carefully circled around the sarcophagus twice, and from time to time there was a crisp sound of bones being trampled under his feet, which made people feel chills in his heart, and Ding Chuan secretly thought in his heart, "The dead are not strange, the undead are not strange." ’

"I want to see who the demons are buried in this sarcophagus. ”

Ding Chuan hugged the coffin lid and used supreme brute force to lift the coffin lid, and soon Ding Chuan's face turned the color of pig liver, and he felt that what was in front of him was not like a coffin, but more like a majestic mountain weighing hundreds of millions of catties, which could not be shaken in the slightest.

I don't know whether this sarcophagus is made of special material or the owner of the coffin is evil, even the powerful burial god body is difficult to make contributions, you must know that Ding Chuan's burial god body is strong and powerful, but it is known as an invincible physique in the same level, but it looks so humble in front of this sarcophagus.

"I don't believe in this evil. Ding Chuan used Yuan Li to conjure up a big palm and slapped it on the sarcophagus lid, and with a muffled bang, more than a dozen white skeletons were smashed by the Gangfeng flying out, but the vermilion sarcophagus did not move at all.

"Dragon's Sparrow's Paw. "Swallowing the Heavens. ”

'Boom' two loud sounds, Ding Chuan even the most powerful stunt at present acted on the sarcophagus, the fierce broken bones flew, and the bone powder fluttered, but the three-zhang long sarcophagus still stopped calmly in the center of the cave, and the coffin lid did not even open a gap.

"You immortal banban, which bastard's coffin is so hard. ”

Ding Chuan scolded loudly, and operated his own gods and demons to the extreme realm, surrounded by purple gold divine light and intense blackness, the two Yuan Li Dan in his body ran wildly, and the majestic Yuan Li tide was rushing in the meridians like a mountain torrent and tsunami, his right arm was flooded with a bright blue light, and a cold breath that had penetrated the nine days came out, and a trace of supreme qi permeated out, and in an instant, the entire huge cave was covered with a layer of frost, as if entering a harsh winter wax moon, and the cold air penetrated into the bones.

"Open it for me. ”

Ding Chuandao shouted, and slammed his fist into the sarcophagus cover, his entire right arm was wrapped in blue light, like the hand of a god, and the rich blue light covered all the faint green light in the cave, and the extremely strong fluctuations from cold to cold came out.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering loud bang sounded, and the lid of the vermilion sarcophagus shook endlessly, making a sonorous sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sharp sound was extremely harsh in the ears. A terrifying force struck Ding Chuan so much that he vomited blood, and the crimson blood stains splashed on a piece of white bones, which was shocking.

With a "click", the heavy sarcophagus lid unexpectedly staggered a foot-long gap, and a sacred and vast sacrificial sound came out from the sarcophagus, as if thousands of immortals were chanting and chanting, which made people's hearts peaceful and peaceful.

"The Book of Immortals. ”

Ding Chuan was overjoyed, and looked into the sarcophagus, and suddenly a black magic arm poked out of the sarcophagus and grabbed Ding Chuan's neck, the black magic arm was covered with hideous black hair, which was daunting. The original sacred and peaceful fairy sound disappeared, and the long roar of thousands of evil ghosts, the roar of millions of gods and demons, and the magic sound surrounded the ears, making people feel cold and soul-splitting.

"Ah......h

Ding Chuan wanted to speak out in pain but was stuck by the magic arm, the heavy breath of death from the magic arm made his heart beat wildly, what kind of creature is this, what kind of existence is this, before he can react, he was brutally dragged into the vermilion sarcophagus by the hideous demon arm, and with a 'bang', the heavy sarcophagus lid was tightly closed