As Zhang Qinghe's gaze moved upwards to the bronze coffin, he saw that although the person looked pale, he still had a vaguely recognizable handsome face, and silently took a few steps back in surprise.

For a moment, he didn't dare to look directly at the bronze coffin, as if he was running away from something.

"Why...... Why would it be him, it wouldn't, it wouldn't be his, he couldn't have been at that time, how could he have been at that time......"

Zhang Qinghe muttered silently in his mouth, as if he had fallen into a daze, and the already cold corpse in the coffin challenged his cognition and made him doubt his judgment again.

It took him a while to compose himself, to overturn his earlier thoughts, and to rethink his thoughts.

Finally, he regained his courage again, silently looked into the coffin, endured the discomfort in his heart, and continued to carefully observe the corpse in the bronze coffin.

Said to be a corpse...... Not really, but rather a corpse - except for the part above the shoulder, the rest of the appearance is really frightening.

These body parts that have been unrecognizable are all showing extreme alienation, the hands and feet and limbs have become soft, and the body has also shown a certain distortion, as if it is about to be blended with some strange shape by some hidden force, especially the lower half, as if that alienation spreads from the bottom up, all the way to the shoulder, and then abruptly stops—

Just because a fierce sword mark started from the person's left shoulder and spread to the right side of the body, this trend was stopped, Zhang Qinghe silently felt the remnants of this sword intent that was enough to cry ghosts and horrors, and his eyes were inexplicably red.

He can be sure that this sword light is the most amazing sword he has seen since he came to Zhongtian, Taiyin's sword cannot be compared, and the sun's law is not enough, just on the purity of this sword, it is decisive, and the killing intent that was bred in it is already what Zhang Qinghe can imagine...... Kendo Ultimate ......

That unique temperament, not demonic or turbid, dusty and casual, makes him extremely familiar.

This is a power that comes into being purely from the heart, and even the three deities can't stop it from bursting out.

Although this body is a mortal body, draw the sword and point to the sky, to make the immortal god retreat!

Zhang Qinghe stared at the sword mark for a long time, his eyes were very moist, and he finally looked away.

The alienated corpse has an amazing vitality, although the lower body that has been distorted into a strange shape, distorted into an indescribable geometric shape, is firmly separated by this sword mark, but the tentacles and flesh buds growing on his body are still twitching from time to time, and the sword mark that cuts the flesh is like a moat, wrapped in an extremely high avenue, curbing their aggregation.

He stood in front of the blood-stained white for a long time before finally clenching the iron sword in his hand.

Although the face of the owner of the coffin was pale, it seemed to be asleep, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he lay quietly, such a peaceful appearance, in stark contrast to the twisted flesh and blood below the sword marks.

Although Zhang Qinghe still felt strange, he had some guesses in his heart, as for whether it was what he thought in his heart, he had to return to Chang'an, wait for a big drama to start, and then verify it well.

He only felt extremely ridiculous in his heart, but he seemed to have to make up his mind.

"But whether it's like that or not...... I will settle all the things that should be dealt with, and there is no need to discuss. ”

He seemed to vaguely know who and why the sword mark was cut out.

"You suffered. ”

Zhang Qinghe also had no psychological burden, he silently locked the dark iron chains that were originally trapped in the bronze coffin, but now they were already dimming, and the sound of "sooth" resounded in the silent and uninhabited secret realm.

He happened to glance at the neat fracture on the dark iron chain, and he also wondered what kind of divine weapon could cut off this specially treated secret treasure.

At least he just tried it with the iron sword, and the iron sword at this stage can't even leave scratches on it.

"Wude Xingjun put the coffin here for suppression, but now the chains have been cut open, and the inside is ...... This person's soul is gone, and only an alienated flesh shell remains......"

Zhang Qinghe furrowed his brows......

"Where did the spirits go?"

He couldn't think about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it, but in his opinion, after getting rid of the previous shock and panic, the road ahead seemed to be a little clearer...... Even in the face of this man's body, he no longer regarded it as a nonsense.

Although the chains were cut open, they were still effective, and as the chains were torn apart by Zhang Qinghe, the distorted flesh and blood in the coffin twisted faster and faster.

Zhang Qinghe gently took out the part on the sword mark, slapped away the flesh and blood that had hooked up with a few palms, and then attracted the Taoist text in the soul, condensed a fire in the void, and slowly burned the still normal head into ashes.

It was just an empty shell that had lost its soul, but it burned quickly, and Zhang Qinghe watched as the familiar handsome face disappeared into the air, drifting away as dust with spiritual light.

He solemnly took out a jade altar from the Xuan Sac and collected the bone meal into the altar.

When Li Huizhi asked him to collect the bones, he prepared a few more jars...... I didn't think about it, but I really use it now.

"You're good to go...... No, maybe goodbye. ”

Zhang Qinghe lowered his head, unable to see his expression, but there was some condensed killing intent around him, as if this incident had hooked up the anger in his heart even more.

The iron sword that had been in his hand early in the morning lifted the bronze coffin into the air, and the remaining mass of flesh and blood in it fell to the ground made of dark iron, making a dull sound, but it began to grow, and became inexplicably active-

The dark iron chains have long been useless, and the trapped locks of the bronze coffin are no longer there, as for the formation prohibition set up by the hidden prince in the secret realm......

"Withdraw!"

As Zhang Qinghe drank it, the star universe around his soul flowed, and the Dao Wen was rearranged, clearing a vacuum that was not suppressed by prohibition and suppression between him and this mass of flesh and blood.

The remaining instinctual mass of flesh and blood seemed to be liberated from some restriction in an instant, spontaneously writhing and multiplying, folding and distorting into a complete geometry that ordinary people could not understand, with the power of chaos, erosion, and almost the source of civilization......

Although only the empty shell of the flesh remained, the coercion comparable to the Middle Three Realms suddenly spread......

As this thing took shape, the sword killing intent in Zhang Qinghe's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the layers of years.

He didn't have the slightest emotion, not because he had abundant talismans and treasure medicines in his pocket, not because he could be strangled by the prohibition in the secret realm at the slightest thought, but because-

"Sir, Qinghe will give you a ride!"