Shen Qianyue sighed: "Presumably, some of them have been latent in the Holy Spirit for many years, and have even been in the Holy Spirit for several generations, your bad luck is planned, it is really not simple!"

The black-masked man sneered: "Shen Qianyue, you are desperate to get out of the customs, you must have guessed that there may be a tomb here that exists, since it is such an amazing treasure, how can you blame us for being scheming?"

The people of the Doom Tribe were closer to the ancient coffin, and Shen Qianyue still didn't mean to make a move, but just sighed: "I originally believed a little, but now I broke in all the way, but I am safe and sound." Your Excellency, do you think that if it is really the tomb of that existence, my little Celestial Realm, can I still live?"

The man in the black mask was silent, presumably such a question was also circling in his mind, but soon, he responded coldly: "No matter what, we have come this far, we never want to go back empty-handed!"

Shen Qianyue's voice became calmer: "Your Excellency, if you insist on going your own way, the Doom Tribe and the Holy Spirit will become enemies of the world! Since this is not the tomb of that existence, why do you let Doom have such a great enemy? As long as you retreat immediately, our Holy Spirit can act as if nothing happened before, and your doom lurks in our Holy Spirit's undercover agents, and we will not inflict sin on them and their families!"

Many members of the Doom Tribe wearing masks suffocated again, and the man in the black mask couldn't help but shout: "Shen Qianyue, what do you mean by this, you can't sin your family! Is this the morality of the Holy Spirit that you have always claimed?"

Shen Qianyue was still smiling, but he didn't respond, although his eyes were clouded, he was always facing the direction of the black masked man, and every step he took was exactly when the black masked man took a step.

Seeing that the two sides were about to make a move at any time, a man with a gray mask suddenly said: "Your Excellency Shen Qianyue, since we all suspect that this is not the tomb of that existence, why don't we open these ancient coffins one by one first to see what is inside." Whether it's war or peace, and then make a decision, how about it?"

The man in the black mask immediately understood, and said: "Shen Qianyue, these ancient coffins are very strange, if we take action, if there is any accident, you also have multiple barriers, don't you?"

The intruder suddenly transformed his role into cannon fodder, but Shen Qianyue just smiled and didn't respond, but he stopped and made a statement, and everyone behind him also stopped.

At this time, everyone in the Doom Tribe had their backs against the coffin, and the distance between Shen Qianyue and the black masked man was less than ten meters, which was a distance that could turn their faces and seize the treasure at any time.

A member of the Doom tribe had jumped onto the ancient coffin in the center, and he felt the pressure, not only his own people watching him, but all the enemies staring at him.

The whole shijie was quiet, and Beatrice said in Feng Qinglang's ear: "The vitality here has begun to change again, and the materials of these ancient coffins are very special!"

The two of them almost fell to the zuihou of the team, and Feng Qinglang saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he said, "What material?"

Beatrice frowned and said, "It should be Phantom Wood, a legendary-level material." ”

Feng Qinglang also frowned, he had also heard the name Phantom Wood, this sky-high price of wood was often used in large illusion arrays, but now someone used it to make a coffin and put it here.

Beatrice said softly, "Because phantom wood can chemically react with a variety of materials, the vitality here is constantly changing. ”

Feng Qinglang grasped Beatrice's meaning, and said in a deep voice: "Are you saying that there are things similar to the general control organ of this underground palace around the coffin, and if the local palace is destroyed or invaded, the general control organ will make corresponding changes, thus affecting the phantom wood and producing different effects?"

Beatrice nodded, "Well, that's pretty much it, do you see the pillars under the ancient coffin? Maybe it's them, constantly affecting the phantom wood, hey, who knows what the ancient coffin will become when it is opened? A weird and unpredictable illusion array......"

The two glanced at each other, and took a few steps back very consciously.

The member of the Doom Tribe on the ancient coffin pushed the lid of the coffin hard under the watchful eye of everyone, but he couldn't shake it in the slightest, and he said with a sad face: "There is a magic pattern on the coffin cover, it should be another magic pattern inscription...... The implication is that I have already tried it, and this thing cannot be opened with force.

Black Mask didn't look back, still looking at Shen Qianyue, but said in his mouth: "Old eight, you go up and take a look, be careful!"

The man he called the eighth was their first magician, wearing a brown mask and a somewhat rickety figure, he should have been an old man, and under the protection of several members of the Doom tribe, he also jumped into the coffin.

He carefully looked at the patterns on the coffin, and stroked the uneven patterns with his hand, and was silent for a long time.

The man in the black mask couldn't help but say, "Old eight, but what's the problem?"

There was a bit of bitterness in the old eight's voice: "Boss, this puzzle is not the same as the key magic pattern we have mastered, I'm afraid it will take some time......"

The man in the black mask couldn't help but snort, the group of Holy Spirit people in front of him were not so patient.

Shen Qianyue smiled and said, "If you need help, we also have a magic pattern expert here, have you heard of Qinglang?"

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but feel abrupt in his heart, of course the man in the black mask had heard the name that was extremely hot in this area recently, but in the end it was not his own person, and he was about to return to the absolute square, who knew that the eighth man on the coffin behind him shouted: "If it is sunny, I think I can solve these magic pattern questions faster!"

The black-masked man scolded in his heart, the eighth is a straightforward person, but he hasn't started a war for the time being, and he really thinks that he is an ally?

Seeing that another 300-strong Holy Spirit force arrived behind him, Shen Qianyue was even more calm, and said with a smile: "We only send experts up, so it's okay, right?"

The man in the black mask was secretly angry in his heart, Shen Qianyue actually looked like he was going to eat them, but he shouldn't overestimate himself too much! He was arrogant and said coldly: "Okay, in order to save time, your experts come over!"

The gray-masked man in front of him interjected again: "If only sunny alone can play a key role, then he can come alone!"

Shen Qianyue smiled and said, "Why not!"

He turned around, faced the sunny position accurately, and said with a smile: "Sunny little friend, please take a trip!"

At this time, Feng Qinglang was very dissatisfied, if Lao Tzu was just an ordinary demon pattern master, wouldn't you let you dominate life and death at will at will? Who knows what will happen if I go among the people of the Doom Tribe? The point is whether I can still have my life back?

He said with a solemn face: "I refuse!"

The people of both camps were stunned at the same time, in the eyes of the Holy Spirit Man, it was Lord Shen Qianyue's request, and you refused without even thinking about it, it was too uninteresting, right? In the eyes of the people of bad luck, shouldn't this be the person below Shen Qianyue, and he actually refused in a straight voice, without the slightest leeway......

Only Beatrice couldn't help but laugh.

An old man beside Shen Qianyue immediately lowered his face and said, "Your Excellency, can we know the reason for your refusal?"

Feng Qinglang said: "I'm afraid of death!"

There are only three words, but they are enough to justify it, he is just a mercenary, not a descendant of your Holy Spirit, and Weishenme wants to risk it for you.

The old man's face became even darker, and he said, "Qinglang, you are now our mercenary, please know your identity." When he said this, even the word "Your Excellency" was naturally omitted.

Feng Qinglang still had a calm face, and said, "According to our agreement, if you face a very risky mission that may endanger your life, I have the right to refuse. ”

What else did the old man have to say, Shen Qianyue had already raised his hand to stop it, and said with a smile: "Sunny little friend, if you are willing to do it, I, Shen Qianyue, will keep you safe, you help us with this, I personally owe you a favor." ”

The deepest part of the dungeon's vitality has changed many times, in addition to Beatrice and Feng Qinglang, Shen Qianyue naturally also realized that he really wanted to save time, and he didn't want to dream too much at night.

But the Holy Spirit people around couldn't help but have a burst of heat, let Lord Shen Qianyue lead you a favor, what a lot of scenery and face this is.

It's a pity that Feng Qinglang's face is still calm, but the corners of his mouth are tugging, and he shows it in the image of a fat man with glasses, which is extremely honest, but Shen Qianyue inexplicably understands the meaning, how much is your favor worth?