"They are superstitious about their own invented ethereal gods, and I am superstitious about my own vast and unfathomable powers. Both turned out to be foolishness. Superstition, in itself, is the biggest mistake. When Lu Cheng opened the sarcophagus, he really thought so in his heart.

Before the black dragon annihilates all the mighty power, no matter how strong the fortress is, it will be as worthless as rotten wood and dead grass. The giant sarcophagus that the fake snake cultivator can't cut is obviously lost a lot under the giant blade of the demon sword and black dragon.

And this time, Lu Cheng didn't choose to fight hard without any skill like the first time, he walked to the narrower end of the sarcophagus, that is, after the corresponding position of the corpse's head under normal circumstances, he deliberately bounced into the air, and then chose to move the knife. Opening the coffin is different from destroying the coffin, although the forcible bombardment from the side is refreshing for a while, but it is really cut down, not to mention the time and effort, the worst thing is that it is easy to destroy the things in the coffin - in case the old man Sun is really in the coffin, and he is still alive, this knife goes down, he Lu Cheng will really become a murderer and a sinner through the ages.

Being able to push over and lift the coffin lid with a sword when it reaches the same height as the coffin lid and open the coffin without injury is the result that Lu Cheng wants most.

And the Magic Sword Technique: Dragon Tooth, a special sword technique that can transform a huge magic sword into a more majestic giant hammer at the moment of contact with the target, is undoubtedly the best choice to complete this task.

At the moment when Lu Cheng jumped up, a huge force bombarded one side of the entire coffin lid from the side, obviously made of stone, but the amazing reaction force still shook Lu Cheng back more than a few meters with a cluster of sparks. The result was indeed unsatisfactory, although it could not completely push the coffin lid open, it still caused it to slide a distance of about one meter.

Lu Cheng shook his right hand, which was almost out of strength, and almost couldn't hold back his scolding.

After estimating, the entire coffin is not counted, and the stone slab on the top alone must weigh at least a few tons.

"Are you alright?" Leng Ruobing asked.

Lu Cheng shook his head and climbed onto the sarcophagus that had already opened a gap at the top.

The light in the ground is insufficient, and in this case, even if the coffin is opened, the contents inside are still dark, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Standing on the coffin board, most of which were still on top of the sarcophagus, all Lu Cheng could feel was the yin wind that kept surging upwards from the inside of the coffin. And it is worth mentioning that this yin wind does not have any earth yin evil qi like the inside of the earth **, all he can feel is the thick demonic aura that is so pure that it can no longer be pure.

At this moment, Lu Cheng's heart was unprecedentedly cold.

He felt like he might be in trouble.

Maybe the little demon really didn't lie to him before? Maybe this sarcophagus is really filled with the demon king who has been sleeping for decades?

The commotion around him, which had gradually subsided with the appearance of Leng Ruobing, was once again surging, and the frequency of movement in the darkness had never been so high! Those demons and demons who usually dare not speak out have poked their heads out at this moment, and every psionic factor in the air is cheering shallowly, they are singing, they are singing!

Leng Ruobing on the ground began to become more and more cramped and uneasy, she didn't know what Lu Cheng saw, she only knew that the atmosphere under her had obviously begun to deviate from the normal track.

"What's going on above?" She asked.

Lu Cheng kept his face calm and didn't make a sound, he just took out the remaining fire talisman in his pocket, ignited it and threw it into the big hole under his feet that seemed to lead to the Netherworld.

As the firelight drifted away in the gloomy wind, he finally saw everything in the sarcophagus!

It was a dead tree that had been uprooted, and its thick and knotted roots showed how lush and vigorous it was when it was alive, and in the center of the dead wood lay an old man with a white beard and a withered face, but he was full of serenity. I don't know if it was a momentary dazzle or an illusion, at the moment when the firelight illuminated, Lu Cheng clearly saw that there was a bud growing in the old man's heart, revealing red and red edge buds, and under the bud, there were roots implanted under the skin and slowly beating like blood vessels.

The flowers are about to bloom.

Lu Cheng gasped, and suddenly didn't know how to face such a situation.

The strangeness of the scene in front of him was far beyond his cognition, and he couldn't even make the most basic inferences without understanding the cause and effect of the matter!

Leng Ruobing, who was on the ground, saw Lu Cheng's expression, and finally guessed that something might be wrong, so he didn't ask questions, but just floated to the top of the coffin with the wind. And after witnessing this scene, even the iceberg beauty, who has always been calm and doesn't like to make any expressions, couldn't help but take a breath like Lu Cheng.

"The root system of those buds...... Is it beating? She asked dumbfoundedly.

Lu Cheng nodded, "Yes, it's exactly the same as the frequency of the heartbeat." ”

He was at a loss, because from his perspective as a psychic, the old man lying on the dead wood body did not have a trace of life at all.

But why, why does a parasitic bud have such a heartbeat?

Life and death, these two scenes are intertwined to interpret the extreme of the world, which not only makes the scalp tingle, but also contains deep meanings that make people uneasy.

"That...... Old man...... Is it the ghost road real person Sun Yuandao back then? Leng Ruobing closed his eyes, and finally said the conjecture that Lu Cheng didn't want to hear the most.

He was stunned for a few seconds, but nodded anyway. It's not that there is enough evidence to prove it, but there is simply no plausible answer other than this explanation. An old man's corpse appeared in the stone crown of the Demon Town, except for Sun Yuandao himself, Lu Cheng really couldn't find any other possibility.

But it's too old.

This man is too old.

According to the available evidence, this psychic master of a few decades ago should be more than sixty years old now, no matter how old, he will not have white hair like the man in the coffin, and his age alone is the biggest obstacle to conjecture.

Lu Cheng glanced at Leng Ruobing, he knew what she was wondering about.

"It should be that the life force has been drained by the parasitic buds," he said coldly, "Now it seems that although the thirty years of captivity have allowed the tree ghost to be nourished by the earth's yin qi, it may also have exhausted her longevity, and the old man Sun who is ready to fight to the death with her probably does not know this, at the last moment, this psychic should have re-strengthened the entire seal in a self-sacrificing way, but he didn't expect that his remnants would become the best nourishment for the parasitism of the monster, and there was his own providence under a drink and a peck, several coincidences, The birth of this monster should be inevitable. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Cheng suddenly gritted his teeth and smiled.

In fact, he felt very sorry in his heart, regretted the death of Old Man Sun, and was also annoyed by the injustice of heaven. This thirty-year-old Demon Guardian did not end in a perfect ending, but now he has witnessed such a nondescript scene, and he has to admit that this dryad has good means, and he can't let go of this scourge even if he rushes to this point.

After saying that, he had already jumped into the sarcophagus. The fire talisman that he carried with him was summoned into several hanging fireballs hanging on the four walls of the coffin, and Lu Cheng stood on the side of the corpse, raising the magic sword in his hand to prepare the bud of the old man's heart.

He knew that this was disrespectful to his predecessors, but he also knew that once the buds grow, the entire human world would inevitably be in turmoil!

"I'm sorry." He took a deep breath.

The demons inside and outside the sarcophagus seemed to feel the danger approaching, obviously underground, but the fierce wind blew up, colliding with the sound of "whirring" on the wall of the sarcophagus poured with gold and iron!

Lu Cheng was stunned, and was about to start, but he saw that the wind was blowing, and the air flow from nowhere blew out the fireball hanging in the air on the inner wall of the coffin, and the deep darkness once again shrouded the entire coffin!

And the last scene that appeared in his field of vision was that the old man Sun who was lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and smiled fiercely at him!

After that, there was a sound of friction between the stone slabs - Lu Cheng knew that it was the sound of the coffin lid closing.

Almost instinctively, he immediately inserted the long sword in his hand.

What if you lose your vision?! He had already done his aiming long before the lights went out! Even if it was pitch black, with a sword stab, he didn't believe that the still corpse could still move its direction to avoid his attack!

But he was wrong.

Because this sword went down, the touch transmitted from the sword body to his palm was nothing.

He could feel that his piece was pierced in the air, and the place where the tip of the sword fell should be the dead wood at the bottom of the coffin, not the soft human body!

Black, the black that you can't see your fingers.

In this small and confined space, Lu Cheng could only hear a strong and steady heartbeat. Maybe it's himself, maybe it's the red flower that grows on people's hearts.

The awakening of the five senses again was a strong smell of blood in the nasal cavity.

The concentration of this smell of blood is probably comparable to the mass grave after the slaughter, or the river of blood and bones in the underworld. Although he has been in the industry for half a year, Lu Cheng's real contact with only demons and monsters is the like, he has never seen this kind of smell, he only felt a wave of retching in his throat, and the resulting dizziness quickly spread throughout his body.

He suddenly realized that he was really holding on.

In front of this sturdy sarcophagus, even on the outside with a huge space for use, it would have to take a lot of trouble to break the barrier of copper and iron. And in this small space, this idea has become a luxury!

All attacks are ineffective!

Because of the loss of vision, there is no clear target to attack, and in the crazy attack of indiscriminate fighting, whether it is the flower blossom on the other side that focuses on penetration or the dragon swallowing tooth that is known for its violence, it is useless!

In the absolute trough of his mental state, Lu Cheng clearly felt a sharp rattan whip piercing his lungs. A mouthful of blood spread from his chest to his mouth, and the pain from his nerves finally calmed him down.

"The Demon King." He uttered these four words with blood in his mouth, and his bloodshot eyes looked like a vicious lone wolf in the darkness.

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