"In the past, the Dark Heaven Emperor walked the world, invincible and lonely for eternity, what kind of demeanor was that? Although we didn't have the opportunity to see his face, we couldn't let his corpse go missing and be used by gangsters!"

"Yes! Although our human race has been born for millions of years, how many people can be like the Emperor of Heaven throughout the ages? We have no chance to meet the Emperor of Heaven, but we cannot turn our eyes to the shameless villain and take away his corpse, and we must find the bones and rebury them to save their face!"

Some broke the deadlock, and others chimed in.

The meaning is very clear, to find the corpse of the Dark Heaven Emperor, whether it is the bronze coffin or the remains of those ten thousand cold sect powerhouses, they are all clues. Since it is a clue, Wan Hanmen naturally can't pack it all and take it away.

This trick is to smash Wan Hanmen's previous rhetoric.

In this way, not only the people of Wanhanmen were embarrassed, if there was no justifiable reason, they would have to pay a heavy price if they wanted to get the bronze coffin.

"The corpse of the Dark Heaven Emperor will naturally find a way to recover it from my Wanhanmen, but the corpse of my Wanhanmen powerhouse is not allowed to be desecrated!"

"Yes! Although the Dark Heaven Emperor is the emperor's voice, the whereabouts of the corpse are also important. But the powerhouses of my Wanhan Sect are also the bodies of witch gods, and they are also not allowed to be disturbed at will. The head of Wan Hanmen's black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were like electricity.

The head of a major sect said: "This is a mistake! The witch god is certainly a god of men, and there is no one in ten thousand, but a generation of emperor gods is not only one in ten thousand, but also one in eternity. Every 10,000 years, if an emperor god can be born. It's the great fortune of our human race. The Dark Sky Emperor has fallen. It must be sacrificed for the rise and fall of our human race. Otherwise, the Emperor of Zhou Tian would not have made this bronze coffin for him. With such a character, how can you compare to a few witch gods in the Wanhan Sect?"

The atmosphere stiffened again, this time as a sign of the storm.

Without the corpse of the Emperor God, then the bronze coffin is the only goal that everyone can compete for. And this goal is also very tempting, enough to make everyone forget to fight for it.

But no one dared to act first, after all, Wanhanmen was not weak. The head of Wanhanmen, Yutaisuke, is the top powerhouse among the heroes, and has been famous for 8,000 years. Although it can't be said to be an earthquake from the past to the present, it is based on the secret method of the Ten Thousand Cold Gates. The original method of extinguishing the sun is an invincible method, and the power of attack is not weaker than any peerless in the world.

The people of Wanhanmen also frowned, they also understood that at this time, surrounded by wolves, it was impossible to swallow the bronze coffin alone, and none of the many heroes and powers present would agree.

"Okay! This bronze coffin should be dismantling, and we only take the bottom plate from Wanhanmen to carry the remains of my Wanhanmen powerhouse, and the rest can be left to you!"

He chose the baseplate because it was on the baseplate. There is a line of words left by Emperor Zhou Tian. The boundless truth contained in that line of words was enough for him to comprehend for a long time. Further. It even opened the door to the emperor god.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion at the scene, and even those top powerhouses were a little breathless.

The bronze coffin is of course intact, but everyone, all the forces, are not sure to leave with the complete bronze coffin alone. Therefore, dismantling the bronze coffin is the best choice.

"This bronze coffin is the coffin of the emperor god, it is a supreme magic weapon, ordinary idle people, etc., it is better not to get involved, so as not to make mistakes!" Lu Zhiyang said suddenly.

Immediately, some people nodded in agreement, and they all knew what he meant, and this was to clear the field.

The faces of some of the supreme powerhouses present all changed.

Now it is obvious that those big forces have joined forces to force some people away, and finally leave the most powerful and big forces behind to distribute and belong to the bronze coffin.

Lu Zhiyang looked at Zhang Baijian and the others with a smile, staring at Zhang Baijian coldly, like a poisonous snake staring at a frog.

"Leave now as soon as possible, you can still pick up a small life!"

"What do you mean by this?" Zhang Baijian looked at Lu Zhiyang with a sneer, in fact, he understood what Lu Zhiyang meant. There are many strong people here, and it is not good for him to forcibly take himself away. But once out of this space, out of the sight of the crowd. Lu Zhiyang will follow closely and do it.

"All of you present are all heroes and know the roots. In the future, we have people who want to reassemble the bronze coffin, and it will be easier to communicate. It's the three of you, but the origin is unknown!" Lu Zhiyang pointed his finger at Zhang Baijian, the Man Thirteen, and the old beggar.

Man Thirteen and Zhang Baijian are also considered to be people of the Barbarian Wu Tribe, even if he knows, he will not say it. And the old beggar has always been mysterious, and no one knows who he is and where he came from. Although he has been famous for a long time, he is a wandering loner.

stared at Zhang Baijian and the others, with a trace of contempt in his eyes, and then said casually: "Everyone, I think it's better to drive away these people who can't see the light and can't get on the stage first!"

Since someone has spoken, although many powerful people feel that the matter of clearing the field is dispensable, they are unwilling to refute Lu Zhiyang's face, and nodded in agreement. There are quite a few people, whose eyes are wandering between Zhang Baijian and Lu Zhiyang, and they don't know what they are thinking.

Man Thirteen and Feng Hao all glared at Lu Zhiyang angrily, and the old beggar also snorted coldly and rolled his eyes.

Lu Zhiyang said indifferently: "This place is full of powerful male lords with status, a few of you are god-level ants, two idlers who are witch gods but have no power and powerless, let's leave quickly!"

In fact, Lu Zhiyang couldn't wait for Zhang Baijian to leave alone. But after thinking about it, a lot of good things in Zhang Baijian's hands were also exposed, and I was afraid that there were already people waiting outside. If the old beggar and the barbarian thirteen were not expelled together, I was afraid that Zhang Baijian would die in the hands of others before he could be caught.

Feng Hao stood up coldly, stretched out a finger and pointed at Lu Zhiyang and said, "Are they ants and idlers?"

Feng Hao's words immediately caused an uproar. Strictly speaking, Lu Zhiyang's previous provocation was just right, and he didn't offend Feng Hao at all. After all, Feng Hao's strength and status are not low. Although he teamed up with others to plunder the broken bell in Feng Hao's hands before, he was far from having any unsolvable hatred.

Now Feng Hao's words are not only to stand up for Zhang Baijian and them, but also to push the Tianfeng Tribe and the Yiyan Divine Sect to the opposite position.

"Feng Hao, do you think I won't dare to touch you?" Lu Zhiyang said with a murderous intent looming in his eyes, gritting his teeth.

Feng Hao smiled coldly and said in a teasing tone, "Do you really dare?"

In a word, Lu Zhiyang choked there, and he couldn't go up and down. Ordinary people may not know, but he knows what the relationship between Feng Hao and the Wind Emperor God of Heavenly Emperor Mountain is. If he just hurt Feng Hao, he Lu Zhiyang would be fearless, after all, he was not without an emperor god in the Yiyan Divine Sect. In fact, to be able to become a hegemonic force, in its sect or family, there must be first-class figures who have produced emperors and gods.

It's just that while he is angry, Lu Zhiyang is puzzled. This Feng Hao never liked to use the Wind Heaven Emperor God to suppress people in the past, but now why is he suddenly so strong?

"This place is all a hero-level figure, how can they have a foothold? If you don't get out quickly, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

This time, no one echoed Lu Zhiyang's words. It is very cost-effective to offend the old beggar and the barbarian thirteen for Lu Zhiyang. But for the sake of Lu Zhiyang and Feng Hao, no one would be so stupid.

Feng Hao still sneered: "Which green onion are you?"

Lu Zhiyang's face was completely gloomy, Feng Hao's repeated provocations were aimed at him at all, and he didn't save any face at all.

"You don't want to have one more person to get a piece of the pie!" Lu Zhiyang said coldly.

At this time, the people who originally suspected Lu Zhiyang's behavior suddenly all 'woke up'. On this trip to the emperor's mausoleum, Feng Hao came alone. Now that there are old beggars and brute thirteen to help, it is really possible to take a piece of the pie on the bronze coffin.

Now that Lu Zhiyang is acting, isn't it precisely under various pretexts that he has cut off Feng Hao's right-hand man? Having lost the old beggar and the barbarian thirteen, and leaving only one Feng Hao, what competitiveness does he have?

Under the monk more porridge and less porridge, it is natural to be able to eliminate an opponent, one!

The people who didn't agree with Lu Zhiyang much originally looked at Zhang Baijian and his group with fierce eyes again.

Syllable!

Feng Hao waved his palm, and a black mountain condensed in his palm. Taking advantage of the aura that had not completely dissipated here, Bang Shanyin shot again and directly towards Lu Zhiyang.

In an instant, the wind was like thunder, and the space became distorted under Feng Hao's palm.

Everyone was stunned, Feng Hao behaved like a teenager at this time, impulsive and impetuous. actually shot at Lu Zhiyang first, which was something that no one expected.

In fact, Feng Hao will have this kind of behavior, if he understands the inside, it will not be strange at all.

Feng Hao urgently needed a piece of Emperor God corpse for some personal reasons. And Zhang Baijian just promised to give him the emperor god corpse he needed, for Zhang Baijian, it was just a burst of boldness that his friend wanted. But for Feng Hao, this is a great kindness.

This kindness made Feng Hao feel both moved and pressured.

Lu Zhiyang's targeting, others thought it was to cut off his Feng Hao's arm. Feng Hao knew that Lu Zhiyang was clearly targeting Zhang Baijian. In this case, Feng Hao naturally wanted to take action to help Zhang Baijian block this trouble.

Under several coincidences, it makes people mistakenly think that Feng Hao is impulsive and reckless, and he doesn't know how to judge the situation.

Facing Feng Hao's sudden palm, Lu Zhiyang hurriedly retreated, swiping his hands, although the momentum oppression from the bronze coffin around him was still very strong, causing the flow of true yuan to not be so smooth, but there was still a true yuan like the sea surging, intertwining a piece of law power in front of him, and then like a rainbow of light, it surrounded his body. (To be continued.) )