"Seven Stars Suspicious Coffin?" Repeating Liao Jie's words in his mouth, Xiao Yun followed Liao Jie's point and saw seven coffins. On the walls of the main burial chamber, there is an inextinguishable corpse spirit lamp every seven feet, and there are always 774,900 lamps in a huge burial chamber, so the entire burial chamber is still bright.

Knowing that Xiao Yun didn't know much about the seven-star suspicious coffin, Liao Jie explained while walking towards the seven coffins in the middle of the tomb.

"The so-called seven-star suspicious coffin is the position of the Big Dipper on the seven coffins and displayed in the tomb. It is a special means of early tomb builders to prevent tomb robbers from stealing the mausoleum, only one of the seven coffins is true, and if you open it correctly, you will succeed. ”

"What about the wrong one?" Xiao Yun vaguely remembered where he seemed to have seen a similar introduction.

"The corpses in these coffins have holes under the tombs connected to the tomb owners, and the burials slowly decay over time, and the various powers they have cultivated will flow into these coffins along the holes, supporting these corpses that will not decay in the short term after special treatment. ”

Xiao Yun nodded slightly, this is the same reason as the immortal corpse spirit lamp burning by corpse qi: "Then why doesn't the tomb owner treat his corpse specially to achieve the purpose of not decaying?"

"The disposal of these bodies is extremely cruel, and most of the disposal needs to be done before death, so the owner of the tomb rarely does this. And these treated corpses have already undergone corpse transformation after years of corpse qi supply, and have become terrible puppet corpses, whose combat power far exceeds that of their predecessors. ”

At this time, Xiao Yun remembered the eight puppet corpses that had besieged him before, could it be that they had also been specially treated and then fed by corpse qi?

"Nope. Liao Jie seemed to see through Xiao Yun's thoughts, "Those puppet corpses before were just ordinary corpses, and the puppet corpses here, once the museum opens, are very likely to be blood puppet corpses." If a puppet corpse in the Pulse Realm becomes a blood puppet, it can directly compete with a cultivator in the late stage of the Pulse Gate Realm. ”

"No, these puppet corpses are supported by the tomb owner, shouldn't their consciousness be the tomb owner's?" Xiao Yun still thought about the eight corpses before, no, nine puppet corpses, the sudden appearance of a strong man's mind puzzled him, who still has such a strong soul power so long after death?

"Theoretically, so. As he spoke, Liao Jie had already circled the Qixing Suspicious Coffin twice.

Watching Liao Jie constantly circling around the Qixing Suspicious Coffin, and from time to time using his hands to buckle the lid of the coffin, and listening to the movements in the coffin, Xiao Yun suddenly felt that Liao Jie had brought them here on purpose.

"What are you going to do?" A thought flashed, and Xiao Yun asked sharply.

"Of course it's an open coffin. Liao Jie flipped it over, and a shovel was taken out by him, looking like this, it was clear that he was fully prepared to come to rob the tomb.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Yun let go of Murong Qingcheng, stepped in front of Liao Jie in two steps, and reached out to grab the shovel in his hand: "You just open the coffin so casually, and take us here to carry the pot on the top of the pot?!"

"You can't say that, you can't beat the eight puppet corpses in the inner room over there, why don't you come here and try our luck together, maybe we will all have good luck?" Liao Jie's tone was obviously much softer, and he knew that he was at a loss.

Seeing that Liao Jie was rarely softer, thinking about it carefully, it is indeed as he said, without Liao Jie, Murong Qingcheng is afraid that he is no longer alive at this moment. Thinking of this, Xiao Yun still had a trace of gratitude to Liao Jie: "How sure are you?"

"What are you sure of?"

"I won't be able to open the blood puppet!"

"Oh......" Liao Jie swept the seven coffins and smiled, "Seven bets on one, how sure do you say?"

Looking at Liao Jie's scattered smile, Xiao Yun also felt that this kind of gamble really couldn't force him to have a great deal of confidence. Seven bets on one, that is, six out of seven coffins are blood puppets, and only one is the real tomb owner......

The more he thought about it, the more he felt unsafe, Xiao Yun raised his eyes and looked around.

"Don't look, there's no other way out than that door. Liao Jie once again saw through Xiao Yun's intentions.

"Why don't you blast that stone door open?"

"Don't be stupid, if you open the stone door, you will destroy the architectural structure of the tomb, and the entire underground palace will collapse. ”

Xiao Yun was still a little hesitant.

"What's the matter? can't you open it?" Liao Jie had already driven the shovel into the gap in the coffin lid, set up a posture, and waited for Xiao Yun to speak.

Although it is difficult to make a decision, Xiao Yun also knows that there is no other way at this time, maybe he really hands over the shit and the luck is right, and it is possible to find a way to survive. But if you can't figure it out and keep hesitating, you can only wait for death if you are trapped here.

"Open!"

"Okay, refreshing!" Liao Jie laughed, cocked hard, squeaked, and the coffin lid that had been fixed for a long time was squeaked up by a shovel. He exerted more force, and the lid of the coffin slammed on the ground with a dull sound.

The lid of the coffin was opened, but Xiao Yun suddenly had a trace of regret, especially when he saw Liao Jie's last smile before he started, he always felt that Liao Jie had something to hide.

But the matter had come to this, the coffin was opened, and it was useless for him to regret it, and the three of them stared at the coffin without blinking.

Knock knock, all three of them could clearly hear their own heartbeats, but there was no movement from the coffin.

"How's it going?" Xiao Yun asked lightly, but no one answered, but he didn't relax in the slightest when he looked at Liao Jie.

After waiting for another ten breaths, there was still no sound coming from the coffin.

"Am I really lucky?" Liao Jie's solemn expression slowly faded, and he was about to step forward to look inside the coffin.

However, at this moment, a mutation protruded.

Boom Boom!

The floor of the entire main burial chamber seemed to be trembling, Xiao Yun and the three of them finally stabilized their bodies, and when they looked around, they saw that the lids of the other six coffins were also moving slightly, as if the contents of the coffins were about to come out.

A coffin opens, a coffin opens.

It turns out that the so-called seven-star suspicious coffin is simply fake, there is no doubt at all, one coffin is opened, and all seven coffins are opened!

Xiao Yun hadn't reacted yet, but he saw Liao Jie flip over his hand, and a Ugin Hook Scythe was taken out of Nafu by him. It turned out that this guy had known the result of opening the coffin for a long time, so he never let his guard down from beginning to end!

Boom, boom, boom.

At this time, Xiao Yun had no intention of blaming Liao Jie, with a pull of his right hand, the long iron box behind him was pulled in front of him, and he stepped to Murong Qingcheng's side in two steps, guarding carefully, and looking at the seven coffins.

Click, click, click, as if something in the coffin came to life, along with these sounds, the coffin lid moved out inch by inch, and the whole underground palace seemed to begin to tremble, and the rumbling sound was like thunder.

Clang!

Finally, the lids of the six coffins smashed to the ground almost at the same time, and at the same time, a large cloud of black smoke came out of the seven coffins together. Xiao Yun's eyes widened, and he could vaguely see the silver-white armor feathers from the smoke.

"Hurry back!" At this time, Liao Jie waved the hook and sickle in his hand, and a narrow crescent-shaped energy wave was thrown out by him, and his body quickly retreated.

didn't have time to think too much, Xiao Yun hugged Murong Qingcheng, directly used the ghost footwork, and instantly withdrew from the three zhangs.