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The cocoons that were wrapped in layers of silk also began to burn, and the surging heat wave, the scorching Wang Li continued to retreat.

Only a few dozen breaths of time passed, and all the things that belonged to the icy silkworm were burned out, and the cold air that had always lingered in this space no longer existed, making the originally somewhat foggy space clear.

Wang Li raised his eyes and saw that the thing wrapped in silk finally showed its original form, and it turned out to be a coffin!

This coffin is rectangular, dark red throughout, without any pattern carving, it looks very simple, and it is quietly suspended.

"This coffin ......", Wang Li hesitated, in this coffin should be the deceased ancestor of the Mi family, Mi Zhengyue should have come here, opened the coffin lid, and took out the so-called "ancestral edict", and after all, he is an outsider, if he opens this coffin rashly, will there be any danger?

"It turned out to be a coffin made of green sandalwood, this Qin country is really rich", the voice of the Demon King came.

"Green sandalwood?"

"Green sandalwood is a kind of sacred wood, the wood has a fragrance, but it can ensure that people's souls are not extinguished, and the flesh is not rotten, in my opinion, eighty percent of the people here are not dead, but because of some reasons into a deep sleep, this wood will be used."

Wang Li listened, his eyes flickered, this undead person, I don't know which ancestor of the Mi family was, why forced the prince to come here to kill him even if he didn't hesitate to unite with outsiders.

"Go and see", it took a lot of trouble to kill the ice cold silkworm, if you only glanced at the coffin board and went out, it would be too much of a loss, passing by Baoshan and not entering, it was not Wang Li's character.

"Bang"

Wang Li walked to the coffin, and pushed out with both hands, but he felt that he had hit the stainless steel, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Sure enough, it's a divine tree!", Wang Li's face was happy, just looking at the hardness of this coffin, it was enough to deserve the name of Shenmu, if it weren't for the good friendship between Mi Zhengyu outside and him, Wang Li really wanted to resist this coffin board and refine it into a defensive magic weapon, I believe that the defensive power is not much worse than his own Buddha clock.

"Boom"

Wang Li wanted to think about it, but his hand did not stop at all, and he used all his strength to shake the coffin lid, and finally pushed the coffin lid slowly in his gritted teeth.

When the lid of the coffin was opened, it was revealed that it was an old man wearing a black dragon robe, this old man was eight feet tall, and his majesty was abnormal, not only did he not feel the old man's thinness and weakness, but he was heroic and extraordinary, and had the might of a warrior.

"Sure enough, he didn't die ......", the Demon King was originally a soul body, and he was extremely familiar with souls, and he could see at a glance that the soul in this person's body was in a deep sleep for some reason.

If there is no coffin of this sacred tree, his body will slowly decay, and finally his soul will return to the River Styx because he has nowhere to live, but now he is put into this green sandalwood, which is equivalent to extending his sleep time indefinitely, it may be the royal family of the Mi clan in the outside world, it should still have the hope of awakening him.

"Isn't this just a vegetative person", Wang Li thought to the side.

In addition to this body, there was also a sword with cold light and sword energy, which was held in his hand.

"You can't carry the coffin and the body out, and if you take out this sword, you should be able to do something", Wang Li thought for a moment and reached out to pull the hilt of the sword.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take this sword out of this fleshly hand.

"Senior, I don't know if you still have the intention to live, but I am here for Mi Zhengyu, and I hope to deliver this sword to me and use it to thwart the conspiracy ......of the Northern Han Palace", Wang Li tried countless methods, but he couldn't take out this sword, and he had to try to say a word without difficulty.

However, unexpectedly, this corpse slowly let go of its hand!

Wang Li looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, speechless, "Old Nightmare, what's going on!".

The Nightmare Demon King was also surprised, "It seems that this physical soul should not be completely dead, and there are still sporadic thoughts ......."

Wang Li grabbed the sword, only to hear the sound of the sword roaring endlessly, and the fierce sword qi flew everywhere, quite powerful.

"It's a good sword"

After playing a few sword moves, Wang Li no longer hesitated, moved under his feet, and hurried towards the exit, delaying for so long, I don't know what happened to Mi Zhengyu and them now, and whether the forbidden army in the outer court has been killed.

......

"Shoot the ......"

Mi Zhengyue held the sword in his hand, pointed forward, and a large number of forbidden troops behind him turned their bows and crossbows, and kept releasing arrows in the direction of his sword.

The bowstring continued to make a muffled sound, and one after another crossbow arrows were ejected, forming a dense dark cloud, which shot towards Qi Zhengyu and the others.

"Jingle Bell"

Mi Zhengyu and the others waved the magic weapon in their hands, constantly blocking the arrows in close quarters, and when they were forced to retreat, there were still many people who fell to the ground with arrows and returned to the Styx.

After two rounds of sword rain, there were only dozens of people left by Qi Zhengyu's side, and what appeared in front of everyone was a dense forest of arrows and layers of corpses.

"Mi Zhengyue ......", Mi Zhengyu was extremely resentful in his heart, looking at his imperial brother deadly, with a lingering killing intent in his eyes.

"Mi Zhengyu ......", Mi Zhengyue looked at his imperial brother, and his killing intent was undiminished, obviously he was the eldest son, and his father was immortal, why did he pass the throne to this younger brother who never cared about state affairs? Why did he abolish Chang Liyu? Which point is worse than him?

It belongs to me, since you don't give it, then I'll take it myself!

Mi Zhengyue's face was cloudy, he colluded with the Northern Han Palace, planted a cold seed for his father, and turned him into a puppet who would only obey orders, in a sense, Emperor Qin, has already died.

When the world is more stable, I will control my father's inheritance to myself, and I will be the Ninety-Five Supreme of this Great Qin, and only I will be qualified to take charge of the First Empire of the Southern Regions!

"Give me an arrow!", Mi Zhengyue was already a little crazy, pointing forward fiercely.

Kill Mi Zhengyu, kill Mi Zhengxuan, and the last obstacle will be lost on the way forward, and the glittering throne is beckoning to him.

"Squeak Crunch"

The sound of bows and crossbows tightening came and went, and thousands of crossbowmen formed a new forest of arrows, revealing a flickering cold light under the reflection of torches.

"Are you going to die......", Qi Zhengyu sighed secretly, thinking in his heart, this round of salvos, they can't stop it no matter what.

"Stop, the sword of the ancestor is here, I see who dares to move!", there was a loud shout from behind, only to see that in the depths of the ancestral tomb, Wang Li stepped on the flying sword, holding a double dragon in both hands, and the sword roared continuously, rushing to the wind.

When Qi Zhengyu saw this sword, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said in surprise, "This is ...... Taizu Sabre ......"