The earth is flat and open.

The turquoise humanoid tree, standing alone in the ruins, holding the turquoise coffin in both hands, with a sad and desolate demeanor, is shocking.

Nearby, there were large areas of ruin-like things, so broken that no intact brick walls could be seen.

In the very distant era, this may be a huge cemetery, or it may have been arranged with a lot of formation prohibitions, or it may have hidden a lot of treasures.

But it can't withstand the hearts of greedy people!

The formation ban was broken, the cemetery was destroyed, the treasure was snatched away, and only this tree and that coffin remained!

......

Yang Xiaoslow's gaze fell on the big tree.

When Fang Junmei gave her the necklace, he also gave her a statue of a woman, saying that he also got it from Linggen Cemetery, and he felt that his temperament was a little similar to Yang Xiaoslow, so he gave it to her together.

Now, the statue is in Yang Xiaoslow's storage space, although there is no movement, but the statue is clearly the female appearance of the tree.

"Did the statue come from here, too? Or was it carved by the man who took the tears?"

Yang Xiaoslow was in his heart, and he asked questions a lot, and he really wanted to find someone to ask.

It's a pity that the most suitable person for her to ask has already left her, and it is the spiritual root that made her understand the way of time.

......

After looking at it for a moment, his eyes turned to the coffin again, and his expression was extremely condensed.

Will that coffin be her only hope for survival?

If she gets closer, will she be sucked dry and fall on the spot?

In my heart, I was worried.

It's definitely a gamble!

......

In the direction behind him, Shan Chu and the others were still chasing, and the distance was only a dozen miles away.

Their minds were also violently tense. Looking at the tree and the coffin, there was always a feeling that something bad was going to happen.

But now it is difficult to ride a tiger, so I can only continue to chase.

"Everyone, whose Yuan Shen means can attack her, take out your Yuan Shen means and let her stop, if she dies, we still have to finish playing!"

Someone shouted.

As soon as the words fell, some monks with the means of the Yuan Shen immediately came up with the means.

Boom Boom –

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng –

Bang Bang

The chaotic sound immediately got up, and in every sound, there was a Yuan Shen attack, like an invisible poisonous snake, and it bombarded Yang Xiaoslow in front of him.

Burst!

Almost instantly, Yang Xiaoslow spurted blood from his mouth, and the Yuan Shen in the sea of consciousness felt a painful feeling.

One of the feet stumbled, and almost fell.

Fortunately, the distance of these attacks is a little far, and the power is not at the peak, Yang Xiao gritted his teeth slowly, and he could still hold on.

......

Escape!

Keep running forward!

The tree is getting closer, the coffin is getting closer!

The sound of the Yuanshen attack behind him is also becoming more and more dense.

The corners of Yang Xiaowan's mouth were bleeding, his face twitched violently, and even the world in front of him began to gradually blur, and there was only the horizontal and increasingly blurred turquoise coffin in his eyes.

Baizhang!

Fifty zhang!

Twenty zhang!

Syllable!

Seeing that he was about to reach the coffin, one stumbled again, Yang Xiaowan snorted miserably, and planted himself in the direction of the ground again.

This planting, as if it had also dispersed her will, only felt that her mind was dizzy, and the pain was so painful that it was about to explode, not to mention that she would escape to the coffin again, and even the center of the mind would become extremely difficult.

......

The monks who chased after him were naturally overjoyed when they saw it.

"Stop, stop, stop attacking, don't kill her!"

Someone shouted.

Everyone hurriedly stopped.

But the next moment, what happened made them stunned.

I saw that the necklace on Yang Xiaoslow's neck was shining brightly at this moment, like a ball of turquoise stars, hanging on Yang Xiaoslow's neck, dragging her upwards and dragging her in the direction of the coffin.

This scene is also the first time everyone has seen it in their lives.

......

Time, at this moment, has become extraordinarily long.

Everyone's breath stagnated, and their eyes stared blankly ahead.

The necklace, hanging Yang Xiaoslow, flew closer and closer towards the coffin.

Whew!

Suddenly, there was a sound of separation, and the coffin, which seemed to be one, suddenly separated, opened the coffin board, and opened an opening in the top of it.

A green light burst out!

Immediately afterwards, there was a turquoise, stream-like vitality Changhong, which rolled out of it in a zigzag, rolled Yang Xiaoslow and pulled it in!

Bang!

The coffin was quickly closed again.

All the light and shadow disappeared, and Yang Xiaoslow also entered the coffin.

All of this is complicated to say, but in fact, it all happens in a few breaths, and it is impossible to react

......

Between heaven and earth, silence is restored.

Only the ship, and the monks on board, were still approaching at a rapid pace, making a whirring and howling sound.

“...... Ladies and gentlemen...... That...... What's in that coffin...... Who sees clearly?"

After a moment of silence, someone asked intermittently.

No one answered him.

All of them looked solemn and dazed, and no one could see clearly what was in the coffin, and now, after the coffin was closed, they couldn't see anything anymore.

......

The ship came to a silent stop.

Finally, I arrived near the big tree, only a hundred feet away.

The crowd stood on the boat, and for a moment there was silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is always impossible for that little girl to go into that coffin, and in my opinion, she will not die so easily. ”

After a while, there was an old voice, and he said quietly, The monk who spoke was the old man of the human race that Yang Xiaoslow saw on the Crimson Heavenly Plain, and this old man's name was Wei Qiufeng.

Everyone nodded.

"What do you think?"

Shan Chu asked.

When Wei Qiufeng heard this, he pondered it again, and a pair of old eyes shot out a strange cold light, and said gloomily: "Boom, even if you smash that coffin, you have to blast her out!"

When the people heard this, they did not speak immediately.

"Fellow Daoist, judging from the situation of the first monk who died, this coffin is very strange ......."

Shan Chu said cautiously.

"The old man didn't let you get closer, stay away, just attack with spells and magic weapons, if there is an abnormality, we will turn around and leave!"

Wei Qiufeng didn't have a good airway.

Hearing this, everyone's hearts finally let go of a little bit of their hearts. But for a while, they still looked at each other, still a little worried.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know if you can perceive that after approaching here, our vitality and vitality have passed a little faster, and if we want to do it, we must make a decision quickly, and it will not do us any good to drag it out. ”

Wei Qiufeng said again.

This person is decisive, but it's a pity that his scheming methods can't match the number of days, and his fate has already been doomed.

When everyone heard this, their eyes flickered again, and they noticed the situation in their bodies, and they felt even more heavy.

"It's done!"

After a few breaths, someone said in a fierce tone.

"Agreed, blast her out!"

"I smashed that coffin, I don't care if it's the coffin of the Holy Ancestor!"

The crowd echoed and cried out like wild beasts.

......

There was not much to say, someone collected the boat, more than a hundred monks, scattered in half a circle, or took out the magic weapon, or mobilized the aura of the Dao heart.

The monks who have been able to survive until now are all very good, and most of them are mortal in the metamorphosis stage, which is still the realm after falling.

Near the big tree, there is a murderous atmosphere!

"Do it!"

After a while, I don't know who it was, and I shouted!

......

Husha——

Snort -

All kinds of attacks finally roared!

In the thunder, fire and lightning in the sky, in the wind and frost sword, mixed with the magic weapon whistling like a dragon, they bombarded the coffin together, and the overwhelming posture alone was terrifying.

Bang bang bang –

Immediately afterward, there was a dense rumbling sound, like endless fireworks, and in the center of the explosion, waves of air rolled in, and a turquoise light burst out.

......

"Let's go!"

After only attacking for more than a dozen breaths, he heard the explosion, and suddenly there was a loud shout from Shanchu, and the old guy seemed to have found something abnormal, his face changed greatly, and after drinking this sound, he pulled his legs and ran!

Whew—

There are also some people with good eyesight, who also found anomalies, and they also fled quickly.

The one who reacted slowly later, after a breath or two, had already discovered the abnormality, and saw that in the center of the explosion, there were wisps of strange light and shadow that seemed to be a long turquoise stream, and like a turquoise ribbon, floated out and rolled in the direction of everyone, at least thirty or forty.

Sure enough, there was a disturbance!

"Run!"

The monk who reacted slowly woke up like a dream at this moment, and hurriedly escaped.

Flutter –

Those turquoise lights and shadows are also chasing fast, and they can be extended indefinitely, and the sound of breaking the sky is roaring.

......

"Ahh

The screams soon arose.

One, two, three...... More and more slower monks were bound up by the mummy-like scroll of light and shadow that peeked out of the coffin.

Then I saw that the flesh of these guys quickly dried up, and the vitality in the body was also quickly sucked away.

"Elder, help!"

"Senior brother, save me!"

The entangled monk shouted.

But the others are running faster than rabbits, and they have no time to take care of themselves, who has the kung fu to save them?

After a while, Shan Chu and other powerful monks fled without a trace, and when the divine sense looked at it, he saw that at least thirty monks were entangled, and they were frantically absorbing vitality and vitality, all of them were already shaped like skeletons, and they looked extremely terrifying!

Bang bang bang –

After a while, a pile of bones fell to the ground, which had been completely sucked into slag, and even the Yuan Shen didn't know how to be destroyed.

A cloud of dust splattered and fell again.

......

The dozens of turquoise lights and shadows were silently recycled into the coffin, as if nothing had happened.

But the monks who were alive such as Shan Chu were already frightened and did not dare to come near again.

......

From this day on, Shan Chu and the others completely gave up the idea of catching Yang Xiaoslow, scattered in all directions, and practiced in their own lurk.

But it's just a little longer.

Sooner or later, one day, he will be sucked out of life and die in this tomb of the spiritual ancestor.

And at this moment, in that coffin, an anomaly that no one can say clearly is happening.

I don't know how many years have passed since this change.

In short, Yang Xiaoslow never came out again in a short period of time.