Beneath the emerald green beads was a thick black earth, with plenty of aura on it, and underneath the emerald bamboo, there was a coffin, which was bronze in color, and stood horizontally underneath the bamboo. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The emerald green bamboo continued to caress the surface of the coffin, and the entire platform seemed extremely quiet, and behind the coffin, that is, outside the platform, there were two similar things like the teleportation array, one was white and the other was black, with lines constantly rotating in the teleportation array.

Qin Yi and the two of them slowly came to the side of the coffin, and then stopped, and when Qin Yi's body fell, the thick black sand was also pressed down by him.

This coffin exudes a bronze atmosphere, as if it is made of ordinary bronze metal, and on the lid of this bronze coffin, there are dragon-shaped runes around it, and the whole coffin looks extremely heavy.

The monk's fat right hand stroked the bronze coffin for a while, the index finger slowly turned golden, and then flicked towards the bronze coffin, a heavy, low voice came out from under the monk's fingers, and then towards the surrounding faint transmission.

"This coffin is so hard!" said the monk with shock.

The tortoise's paws also slashed towards the coffin, and suddenly the spark flashed out from under his paws, and the tortoise's paws were removed, and not a single white mark was left on the coffin.

"This hardness, how can I feel that it is more powerful than a heaven-level holy weapon?" said the turtle's voice was also shocked, looking at the coffin.

When Qin Yi heard this, his face couldn't help but stagnate, the heaven-level holy weapon, that is a grade higher than the heaven-level magic weapon, only under the imperial soldiers, it is said that there is only a family in the Central Continent that can control the heaven-level holy weapon at first sight, and it can be called the top family in this cultivation realm.

The turtle said that this coffin is harder than a heaven-level holy weapon, so it means that this is an imperial soldier?

Qin Yi looked at the coffin and asked, "This is the imperial soldier?"

"It's not an imperial soldier, it's just that the hardness may be stronger than the heaven-level magic weapon, a piece of artifact, hardness alone is not enough" The turtle said, although his words were so, but his voice was still shocked, after all, such a hard metal is extremely rare, not to mention that it has now been made into a coffin.

"This coffin is mine, because I came across it first" The monk kept looking at the coffin, and said with a fiery look in his eyes.

When the turtle heard this, he didn't pay attention to his words at all, Qin Yi also glanced at the monk helplessly, this coffin touched it, and said that it was his, when the turtle stepped into this Jiuling Tomb, wouldn't this Jiuling Tomb be it?

Although their bet was that whoever touched the object first was whoever it was, but they hadn't started to study the coffin, and they didn't know what was inside, and the monk touched his fat hand and said it was his, no wonder the turtle ignored him.

"Let's open this coffin first," the turtle said, surveying the coffin.

With a wave of the monk's right hand, he actually wanted to put the coffin into the storage bag, but under his wave, the coffin did not move at all, Qin Yi glanced at the monk, the monk's face was indeed thick to a certain extent, and without saying a word, he directly wanted to put away the coffin.

The turtle took its small eyes and looked at the monk quietly, and the eyes were full of contempt.

"I just want to try it, can this coffin be put away" The monk glanced at the coffin that he didn't understand at all, and couldn't help rubbing his fat hand and said.

When he used his mana just now to put away the coffin with the storage bag, it turned out that the coffin was like a tall mountain, completely uncontrolled by the suction of his storage bag, so there was no movement.

"Then you can open this coffin now, right?" asked the turtle faintly.

"Yes, yes," the monk hurriedly nodded his head.

"Then this coffin isn't yours, is it?" the turtle continued.

"No, no, I'll just say it" The monk hurriedly shook his head and said, this coffin must not be opened with his own strength, so he obeyed the turtle's words so much.

And he has already made a calculation in his heart, as soon as this coffin is opened, as long as there are good things inside, he will directly receive the storage bag first.

The turtle's figure circled along the coffin, and then said lightly, "Let's try to open it from above."

When the monk heard this, he also turned along the coffin, and then nodded, this coffin was extremely well sealed, and there was no gap at all.

The design of the coffin lid is different, some coffin lids are directly covered on it, and some coffin lids are fixed places, such as the left side is fixed, such as the top is fixed.

And some coffins can't be opened directly if the lid is lifted, and can only be opened by pushing, and just now the monk and the turtle were watching how to open the coffin, but obviously, they didn't find the specific way to open the coffin, so they first used the most common way to open it directly from above.

One person and one turtle continued to inject power into the coffin lid, and the black gas and golden gas on the coffin lid swirled up, Qin thought for a while, and then retreated directly, his little power did not have much effect on opening this coffin at all

So he chose to stay away from this coffin, and if there was danger, the turtle and the monk would not have to be distracted to protect him.

The black and golden gas that had accumulated on the lid of the coffin became thicker and thicker, and then the blinding light lit up, and the monk and the turtle were exerting their strength.

Qin Yi glanced at the turtle, and then looked at the monk, at this time the green tendons on his head had flared up, and it seemed that he had used all his strength, and if he looked at the turtle, he would definitely not be able to see anything, because the turtle's head was black, and whether there were green tendons or not, it was still two words.

It didn't take long for the monk and the turtle to stop, and the lid of the coffin was no longer moving.

"Push up from below," the turtle began.

"Don't worry, I'll take a break," the monk gasped, his fat belly rising and falling as he gasped.

It didn't take long for the monk and the tortoise to continue to work their forces on the lid of the coffin, this time they chose to push from the bottom of the lid to the top.

It didn't take long for the green tendons on the monk's forehead to burst out again, and his whole face turned red directly, but at this moment, the coffin lid began to move, from the bottom to the top, and a gap also came out of the coffin.

As soon as Qin saw this, his eyes lit up, and then he looked at the turtle, and he found from the breath that permeated the turtle's body that it didn't use much strength at all, but it was a monk, and it seemed that he had used all the strength of his body.

The monk is now concentrating on using all the strength of his body, where he will probe the tortoise, and where he will find that the tortoise does not use much strength at all.

The lid of the coffin kept moving towards the top, and when it came to the halfway point of the coffin, it was moved directly to the top, and the lid was not pushed directly to the ground, and the last point of the lid was still connected to the coffin.

The monk exhaled a long breath, and then his fat body moved, and came to the coffin, the monk didn't say a word, and with a wave of his right hand, he wanted to take away the square box where the corpse was placed on his stomach directly, but the box still didn't move.

Qin Yi's figure moved, and he came to the side of the coffin, in this coffin, there was a corpse, the bones left by this corpse were red, and they were crystal red, this corpse was tall, and it could be known that the original owner of this corpse should also be tall.

The skull was hairless, but there were two red flames in the eye sockets of the red skull, and the presence of eyeballs could be faintly seen in them, and the flames were burning brightly.

On the stomach of this corpse, there is a red square box, and the ten fingers of this corpse are placed on the top of the box, and the monk just wanted to put this box into his storage bag, but who knows that this box is the same as the bronze coffin, and it does not move at all.

When the turtle pushed the lid of the coffin, it didn't use much strength at all, but it fell in love with the contents of the coffin, and when the lid of the coffin was pushed open, the turtle finished reading the contents and found that the box could not be taken away, otherwise how could it be the turn of the monk.

"This is a monk who cultivates the Fire Emperor?" The monk did not feel embarrassed when he saw that the square box was not moving at all, but looked at the corpse and said.

"Fire Emperor?" Qin Yi heard this, and read in a low voice, the fat man cultivated the Golden Emperor, this Fire Emperor, like the Golden Emperor, was one of the five great cultivation methods in ancient times, and it had a super attack.

"It's the Fire Emperor, and the route that this monk took was not an attack route, but a defensive route of the Fire Emperor, and looking at this monk but a cultivator, there was at least a strong man of the fifth layer of the Emperor Tai Realm in front of him" The turtle said in a shocked voice, Ta didn't expect that the corpse in this coffin was actually a strong man of the fifth layer of the Emperor Tai, and it was also a strong man of the Fire Emperor, one of the five great cultivation methods of cultivation in ancient times.

"It seems that this strong man only allows us to get here, otherwise with his strength, we will not be able to get here if we are imprisoned during his lifetime," the monk said, looking at the monk's corpse.

When Qin Yi heard this, he nodded, the powerhouses of the fifth layer of the Emperor Tai Realm, how could they be compared to these Yuan Infant Stage and Yudan Stage cultivators, and the powerhouses in that realm, one look was definitely enough to kill them thousands of times.

"Then why did this senior do this?" Qin Yi asked

"It should have something to do with the box," the monk said, looking at the box.

Qin Yi looked at the red box, the ten fingers of the strong man were all placed on the top of the box, although the strong man was dead, it was impossible for them to take out the box from the hands of the strong man.

"This corpse, this coffin, and the contents of this box are all priceless treasures, but they are not something that we can touch now," the turtle said, and there was no disappointment in his voice, after all, these things had already been touched by them now.