The tree hole closed silently, and this qiē only happened for a moment.

The dark tree hole did not affect Feng Qingyang's eyesight, he looked around with a pair of zombies open, the cave was in a long shape, and a thick layer of fallen leaves was spread on one side, thinking that it was the place where the strange tiger slept before.

On the other side of the tree hole, there is a tunnel that is just one person wide, which stretches down with no end in sight, as if it claims to be a piece of heaven and earth, but it is not at all different from what the outside world sees.

"Blame...... Didn't I enter some treasure land by chance?" Feng Qingyang smacked his lips and walked towards the depths disapprovingly.

The tree hole is cool, and bursts of cold wind blow from the depths from time to time, if ordinary people will definitely feel weird and terrifying, but this cold wind blowing on Feng Qingyang's body does almost make him cry out comfortably.

Zombie Xiyin, the previous desperate rush and concentration to deal with the strange tiger, so that the wind Qingyang has long reached the situation of running out of oil and lamps, at this moment he enjoys the cold wind in the tree hole, like a drizzle suddenly falling in a long-dry field, moistening his already dry meridians.

The 'Taiyin True Sutra' runs silently, absorbing the yin qi in the cold wind, and the last wisps merge into the body.

One week, two weeks, three weeks;

In less than half an hour, he had already recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight, and these were all proudly related to his corpse king bloodline, the speed at which the corpse king's bloodline absorbed yin qi was terrifying, just like those rare spirit bodies in the cultivation realm, their unique talents made them far surpass others on the road of cultivation.

"It's really good to have a different kind of exercises, as long as there is yin qi, I can cultivate quickly, this is simply a rare cheat. The wind cleared with emotion for a while, lamenting what happened to him, but overall it was quite pleasant.

Thinking about it, my heart began to stir again, and what I was about to enter was a big world of cultivation, which was a legendary existence on the earth.

The moisturization of yin qi made his originally stiff body gradually regain its flexibility, and the wind was clear and walked slowly towards the depths without hesitation.

"There's wind in the tree hole, and there must be a space down there......" Feng Qingyang thought to himself.

As an archaeologist, the blood of exploration and restlessness from his soul is throbbing deeply, and the mystery of the tree hole does not attract him to move forward all the time.

......

I don't know how long I walked down the crooked tree hole, and finally there was a large hole at the end, and there were faint yellow rays of light emitting from the hole.

"Sure enough, there is a treasure, and it seems that I am indeed running in time. The wind was clear and overjoyed, and I jumped off without thinking about it.

Bang!

There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the empty cavern.

At the moment when he landed, his heart contracted violently, and he rolled on the spot, sticking to the wall next to him, sticking out his nose and sniffing, only to feel that the yin qi was extremely heavy.

The cave was at least the size of a basketball court, and there were faint candles lit all around, but the strange thing was that the candles had burned out but not extinguished, and the faint flames were still flickering slightly.

Feng Qingyang looked back at the wall beside him, and saw that it was engraved with countless strange symbols, layer upon layer, and finally converged towards the top of the cave.

A large town glowing with blood-colored light appeared on the roof of the circular cave, and the handwriting was like a knife, vigorous and powerful, revealing a thick and desolate meaning.

And he couldn't look at it for a long time, and after just looking at it for a while, he felt that the town seemed to have turned into thousands of thin swords and shot straight at him.

Feng Qingyang was shocked, and tried to run the 'Taiyin True Sutra' but found that he couldn't lift a trace of mana, and unexpectedly he could feel it but couldn't use it, as if the town character engraved on the top of the cave was just restraining the yin qi.

Going down the top of the cave, there was a black shadow in the center of the large cave in the square, and the wind was clear and vigilant to step forward, and after a while, I saw a huge stone coffin stopped in the center.

The stone coffin was three feet long, and it stopped on a high step, and from the angle of the clear wind, he could only see the bottom and one side of the stone coffin, and the faint yellow light would not hinder his vision in the slightest.

He clearly saw that the stone coffin was engraved with dense charms, which was a big town character, echoing with the town character at the top of the cave, each stroke was a small town, and the scalp was numb when he saw the wind.

"Oh my God, what is this suppression? Is it necessary to exaggerate it?" Feng Qingyang was amazed and curious, and as an archaeologist, he had an urge to open the coffin and verify it.

He ran on the spot, and when he reached the bottom of the coffin, he kicked his feet and rushed to the top of the stone coffin with a sudden thud.

When it landed, a bell sounded.

"Hey, it's not a stone coffin, it's actually bronze!" After he looked closely, he realized that the coffin was just a sinking lime on the outside.

While secretly thinking about it, the coffin suddenly began to shake violently, as if the arrival of the wind had triggered the things in the coffin.

Caught off guard, Feng Qingyang was shaken off and fell to the ground.

I saw that the coffin made a piercing sound of movement, and the deep edges had been covered with fluffy and unusually sharp fingers, and the nails were black and shiny, about a foot long, and they snapped upside down on the edge of the coffin, obviously the things inside wanted to come out.

"Damn, isn't there a thousand-year-old zombie suppressed in it?" Feng Qingyang shouted before he remembered that he was also a zombie, and he was also a small jumping corpse, and he couldn't help but withdraw a wry smile.

Seeing that the arm of the spectator was stretched longer and longer, but at this time there was a sudden storm in the quiet cave, and the town word on the top of the cave was full of red light, and a heavy coercion was released from it.

Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and retreated again and again, until he was pressed to the ground at the edge of the cave and stepped on it a little better.

I saw that a figure seemed to fly faintly out of the word town, the figure had a childish face, not angry and self-assured, the dust in his hand was shaken, and the big hand pressed down violently.

"Boom. An arm-thick bolt of lightning slammed into the outstretched arm with a dazzling light. There was a smell of anxiety in the cave, but the strange thing was that the thunder and lightning did not damage the bronze coffin, and it seemed that it was only aimed at the contents of the coffin.

"Boom!"

The arm was struck by lightning and suddenly retracted, and the cracked bronze coffin slammed and closed tightly again.

"Putuo Zhenren, if I break this seal, I will definitely eat your flesh raw, drink your blood, and then beat your soul into the soul refining fire and suffer forever......"

The empty cavern echoed with the words full of resentment, and the aftermath lingered for a long time.

"This ...... This...... It's really an old zombie!" Feng Qingyang, who was lying on the ground, was dumbfounded, and what happened before brought him an unprecedented sense of impact.

Thunder and lightning with thick arms, bronze coffins, and old zombies. The general manager finally made him understand that he had not entered a treasure land, but had fallen into a sealed place.

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, it's better to go first. After the arm was retracted, the coercion emanating from the town word on the cave had already dissipated, and Feng Qingyang looked around and couldn't help but be surprised.

I saw that the cave he jumped into before had long since disappeared, and the semi-circular cave arched, which was clearly a huge ancient tomb.

"Damn, how is this cultivation realm full of weirdness, poor I'm just a little jumping corpse......" The cave only sounded a clear lament, he was not afraid, but felt that he was too unlucky.

Since you can't go out, then just take a good look at this ancient tomb, in the eyes of the wind and Qingyang, there is no absolute closure, there must be other exits here.

One, two, three;

"Ahh

Fortunately, there will be no danger to him here, and the 'Nine Yin True Scripture' is still absorbing the surrounding yin qi, although it can't use mana, but there is a total leftover, Feng Qingyang comforted himself.

"Boy, do you want to go out. ”