In the coffin, a middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes are closed, her slender hands are stacked in front of her waist, her skin is snow-white and crystalline, and her temperament is virtuous, like a sleeping beauty, giving people a dignified and quiet sense of elegance.

"Live..... Alive? ”

Not far away, everyone felt palpitations and subconsciously took a few steps back.

In this kind of place, seeing a coffin is already very eerie, let alone seeing a very vivid body after opening the coffin, almost frightening the soul.

"Don't panic, everyone, she's dead."

Next to the coffin, the voice of the bald old man sounded, his face frowned, he was very displeased, and he was happy in vain.

Hearing this, the people present put their minds at ease and immediately raised the questions in their hearts.

"Who is this woman? Why is it here? ”

Of course, in addition to the identity of the woman, more people don't understand why the woman in the coffin is still beautiful, bright and moving.

Judging from the heavy dust on the coffin, it is clear that after a long period of age, how could a human corpse be preserved for so long?

The bald old man of the Chixiao Sect looked unwilling, and carefully looked at the coffin, not letting go of a corner, hoping to find some clues.

To his disappointment, there was nothing in the coffin except the woman's body, and it was very clean.

"What a obscurity!"

The bald old man scolded and scolded, and just wanted to leave, when suddenly his eyes changed, and his face showed a different color.

He looked up and noticed that the woman's cheeks were a little bulging, as if something had been stuffed.

With the attitude of trying, the old man reached out and pinched the lips of the beautiful woman with his withered hand.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the scorching light of the sun bloomed, warm and peaceful.

In the woman's mouth, a fiery red bead was quietly set aside, round and jade, like jade but not jade, red and charming, exuding a warm sun-like breath.

"What kind of bead is this? What a warm breath. ”

"It's so comfortable..... I feel warm. ”

Everyone on the side couldn't help but be intoxicated, and the pores of their bodies expanded, as if they were under the warm spring sun, instantly dispelling the gloomy atmosphere in the underground palace.

"Good baby!"

The bald old man was overjoyed, and hurriedly took it out and played with it in his hand.

The people around them all looked envious and cast longing glances.

This bead is not ordinary at first glance, it is definitely a rare treasure and priceless.

But they only dare to think about it, and no one dares to think crookedly.

Even if the powerhouses of other sects only moved slightly, they didn't dare to say much, and even Xu Lan was repelled by a blow, how much better could they be.

"I advise you to put the bead back at once, or disaster will befall you."

A cold sound sounded in the silent underground palace, and it was extremely clear.

Everyone was slightly shocked, and hurriedly turned around to look, and saw Shi Shiran, a young man in green clothes, walking over, calm as water.

"Dust! It's great that you're okay! ”

In the crowd, Ouyang Xun rushed out and patted his undulating chest, revealing joy.

Before this, he hadn't contacted Su Daochen for a long time, and he almost thought that the other party had encountered an accident, and now that he could meet again at this moment, it was really difficult for him to calm down.

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily......"

A smile squeezed out of the corner of Zuo Qiu's mouth and murmured softly.

"Oh? It's kind of interesting indeed. ”

Beside him, Ling Beitian hugged his arms, nodded with a slight look of scrutiny.

As if thinking of something, he turned his head and glanced at Zuo Qiu, and said with great interest:

"Zuo Qiu, looking at you like this, you seem to be very familiar with that kid? What is his origin that can make the palace master so attentive. ”

Hearing this, Zuo Qiu glanced at him, shook his head, and said, "I advise you to dispel the bad thoughts in your heart as soon as possible, and don't trouble him." ”

"What if I say no?"

Ling Beitian didn't care and smiled slightly.

After taking a deep look at him, Zuo Qiu said categorically: "You will regret it, you will." ”

After saying that, he closed his eyes tightly and no longer paid attention to Ling Beitian.

Maybe even he didn't realize it, but at some point, he was no longer hostile to Su Daochen, but gradually relieved.

"Really? But I'm looking forward to it. ”

Ling Beitian raised his eyebrows slightly, slowly lowered his arms, and looked directly at the figure in green clothes, his eyes were inexplicable.

"Heh, the waste at the end of the crane isn't dead yet?"

Yu Yong rolled his inverted triangular eyes, hidden behind others, and sneered secretly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Su Daochen's face was blank, and he nodded to a few people in Yan Kingdom.

"Boy, did you say that? Have the audacity to say it again. ”

A young man in a black shirt walked out and scolded him.

His name is Mao Lei, a disciple of the Chixiao Sect, and this trip came with the bald old man.

After doing it for a long time, he realized that the other party was just a mortal disciple of the small dynasty, which made him jealous for a while, and he was very unhappy in his heart.

Ignoring the young man, Su Daochen looked at the bald old man, and said in a deep voice again: "Put the Burning Sun Bead back, otherwise there will be big trouble!" ”

"Hey, you hairy boy, you dare to ignore Ben Shao?! Give me death! ”

Mao Lei was agitated in a black shirt, his momentum bloomed, and he swung his fist and hit Su Daochen, not caring about the people present at all.

The bald old man's eyes were indifferent, and he only glanced at Su Daochen before retracting his gaze, and lowered his head to play with the fiery Ruyang orb.

"Dust, be careful! This son is the late stage of the Dust Realm......"

Not far away, Ouyang Xun looked worried and reminded secretly.

"It's okay, you can overturn it at will."

The corners of Su Daochen's mouth moved slightly, he carried it with one hand, poked out his palm casually, and slapped it out.

Before the palm print could be touched, the black-shirted young man's body trembled violently, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his back instantly arched.

"Poof!"

In the trembling eyes of everyone, I saw Mao Lei's forehead with blue tendons, and he slowly knelt on the ground, clutching his chest and coughing up blood, unable to stand up for a long time.

"This ......"

"Who is this person? One palm to ...... Defeated the disciples of the Chixiao Sect? ”

Many people present gasped, no one could accept it, Rao is all the powerhouses of the Tiangang Realm, and they were also secretly speechless, shouting and looking away.

An unknown teenager burst out with the power of a flood beast in the blink of an eye, which is really amazing.

"His strength..... It's getting stronger. ”

Yun Qinglan's long eyelashes are covered, the temperament is as tranquil as an orchid, the body is as smooth as cream, the cocoon is shiny, and it is as fresh and natural as flowers and trees piling up snow.

Her slender hands tightened slightly, remembering the scene before she fell unconscious, her thoughts were surging, and she had some speculation in her heart.

Zuo Qiu sighed to himself, unable to laugh at himself.

He knew that Su Daochen had completely crushed him, and he was out of reach, and he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with him in his lifetime.

Beside him, Ling Beitian's expression showed a trace of obvious fluctuations, and his breath fluctuated before he slowly calmed down after a long time.

At this moment, among the crowd, the most violent reaction was Yu Yong.

"Isn't he a crane-tail waste? How can it be so strong?! ”

He hid in the crowd, his body trembling uncontrollably, the fingers in his sleeve robe slightly white, and his eyes were full of panic and horror.

At this moment, a cry of anger rang out.

"Bold fanatic! Who gave you the courage to hurt my disciples of the Chixiao Sect! ”

The bald old man put his hands behind his back, turned into an afterimage, and came to Su Daochen's side with a flick of his fingers, looking down condescendingly, and the cold qi was pressing.

Su Dao was light and light, unmoved, and even his robe was not moved.

"It's too late......"

He glanced at the old man with some pity, and then glanced at the old man's back, to be exact, the coffin behind the old man.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Sensing the look in Su Daochen's eyes, the bald old man snorted coldly, and wanted to suppress it.

Suddenly, Mao Lei, who was beside the old man, raised his head, and said lightly in a trembling voice: "Master...... After.... Behind! ”

Hearing this, the bald old man frowned, glanced back inadvertently, and suddenly stood upside down.

"Hell!"

"Fraud...... Cheated corpse! ”

Everyone looked at each other, and they were equally frightened, their legs trembling, and they retreated frantically.