Seven desolate powers with different attributes and colors actually broke away from Lin Yi's body on their own, shot into the air, and converged into one point!

The seven desolate powers were constantly colliding and fusing together, but there seemed to be something missing.

Lin Yi's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him.

The little confused didn't dare to play anymore, jumped into Lin Yi's arms, poked out a small head, and cautiously looked at the little flickering light in mid-air.

Lin Yi had a hunch that maybe this was the real secret hidden in the Land of Sword Shrines.

The power of the wilderness continued to vibrate in the void, erupting into violent fluctuations, as if it was opening some mysterious treasure.

After a few moments, the Sword Forge Hall was dusty and vibrating, but nothing else changed.

Lin Yi frowned, looking at the scene in front of him thoughtfully.

Suddenly!

Another force broke through the sky from the distant horizon, and the target was directly aimed at the Sword Forge Hall, and in the blink of an eye, it was already close.

Lin Yi was shocked, and felt a familiar aura on this force.

The power of the wilderness!

Another of the Seven Desolate Powers!

Without thinking too much, Lin Yi instantly deduced that this was the kind of desolate power contained in the Pure Jun Sword.

"I didn't expect that this Ou Yezi predecessor still had such a hand, and there was actually one of the desolate powers hidden in the Sword Casting Villa. ”

Lin Yi didn't have time to think about it, the eight kinds of desolate powers gathered, and a cloud of seven-colored divine light suddenly erupted in the void, with thousands of colors and a thousand rays of light!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yi felt a breath of space!

"In the Sword Casting Palace, there is a zài in the realm!"

This space is extremely hidden, Lin Yi has cultivated the Tianfu Star Technique, and he is far more sensitive to the Space Dao than others, but he has not been able to detect the slightest abnormality when he enters the Sword Casting Hall.

Moreover, to open this space, it is necessary to gather the power of eight desolations!

As the thought turned, a huge gap cracked in the mid-air of the Sword Casting Hall, revealing a small space.

Seeing the contents inside, Lin Yi was shocked and dumbfounded.

Inside the space was a rusty bronze coffin!

It was covered with moss, covered with patina, and the coffin was carved with traces of time, and an ancient breath came to the face.

Without having to dig deeper, Lin Yi could guess that this bronze ancient coffin was at least tens of thousands of years old.

At this moment, countless questions flashed through Lin Yi's mind.

Who left this secret in the Sword Casting Palace?

Looking at the appearance of this bronze coffin, no one should have opened it in the past 10,000 years, what is hidden inside? Why should you be so cautious?

Could it be that the remains of Ou Yezi's predecessors are inside?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Lin Yi himself was startled.

Without waiting for Lin Yi to think more, the narrow space gradually collapsed, and the bronze ancient coffin was completely exposed in the Sword Casting Hall, exuding an ancient turbidity.

The eight kinds of desolate power continued to sprinkle on the bronze ancient coffin, shaking off countless dust, and the bronze ancient coffin had a faint and inaudible sound!

But it was this soft sound that fell on Lin Yi's ears like a thunderbolt on a sunny day!

Lin Yi squinted his eyes and looked at this bronze ancient coffin with a wary face, only to see that the lid of the coffin was sliding to the side little by little, as if an ancient life was slowly waking up.

This is not a delusion!

At the moment when the coffin lid sliding, Lin Yi felt a trace of life coming out of the bronze ancient coffin!

There's a living life in there!

Who actually lived tens of thousands of years without dying?

Immortal?

"You actually dug up an immortal yourself?"

Lin Yi's heart beat violently, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Do you want to leave here, or do you want to stay on the sidelines?

After struggling inwardly for a while, Lin Yi still chose to wait for the final result here.

Lin Yi was recognized by the Seven Eight Desolation Famous Swords, and it stands to reason that the people in this Sword Shrine Land should not be hostile to him.

After thinking about it, the coffin lid slipped off completely, and it fell heavily to the ground, and there was a loud noise, and the entire Sword Casting Hall shook violently.

A middle-aged man with a naked upper body sat up from the bronze ancient coffin, his eyes were blank, and he was stunned for a while, as if he felt Lin Yi's burning gaze, and subconsciously looked sideways.

Fit in power!

Lin Yi's divine sense turned slightly on this person, and he felt his realm clearly.

"Shhh

Lin Yi secretly took a breath of cold air, and the combined power actually lived for 10,000 years!

The ghost king is because of the failure to impact the god position, maybe he has mastered some secrets of the gods, so that he can not die for ten thousand years, but the person in front of him is just a merger, how can he live for ten thousand years?

And this person is full of energy, obviously in the prime of life, and there is no sign of running out of longevity.

Without waiting for Lin Yi to speak, the middle-aged man's gaze gradually changed, he looked around blankly, looked at the ruins around him, and asked softly, "Is the villa still ruined?"

"Junior Lin Yi, meet the seniors, the Sword Casting Villa suddenly suffered a disaster 10,000 years ago and was destroyed. Lin Yi responded honestly.

"Ten thousand years, has it been ten thousand years?" the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, looked sad, and slowly closed his eyes.

Lin Yi could see clearly, and a crystal tear flowed from the corner of the middle-aged man's eyes.

Just this tear is enough to prove that this middle-aged man must have an extremely intimate relationship with Sword Casting Villa.

"My name is Ou Jiang, and Ou Yezi is my father. Without waiting for Lin Yi to ask, the middle-aged man had already revealed his origin.

"Ten thousand years...... Ten thousand years ago, my father felt that a catastrophe was coming, and in order to protect the way of forging the sword, he exerted supreme mana, and used the sword refining furnace as a blank to cast the last artifact, which was this bronze coffin. ”

"Before the catastrophe struck, my father sent me to this bronze coffin, sealed it, opened up the middle realm, and hid the bronze coffin inside, so as to avoid the catastrophe and survive. ”

"This bronze ancient coffin itself is an artifact, containing my father's last Dao experience, with the seal of the power of the Eight Desolations, coupled with the concealment of the realm within the realm, it allowed me to live for 10,000 years. ”

Lin Yi took a deep breath, and there was a look of shock in his eyes.

What a big deal!

This is the real hiding from the world, cutting off the cycle of life and death with the way of sword casting, and forcibly taking away tens of thousands of years of life from God's hands!

None of the characters of the primeval era are easy!

But such a gorgeous strongman has not been able to escape the final doom, which has to be regretted.

General Ou sighed lightly: "This bronze ancient coffin was originally cast from the sword refining furnace of the year, and it needs to gather the power of the eight desolations to be truly activated, you can wake me up, presumably you have comprehended the power of the eight desolations, and it can be regarded as inheriting the inheritance of your father back then." ”

Lin Yi subconsciously just nodded, then immediately reacted, shook his head and said, "No, I only comprehended the power of the seven desolations." ”

"Huh?" General Ou frowned, and said slowly: "This is impossible, without gathering the power of the eight desolations, it is impossible for the bronze ancient coffin to appear!"

"I have seven kinds of myself, just now the last kind of desolate power appeared out of thin air in the land of the sword mound, and the power of the eight desolations was able to gather, that kind of desolate power must have been left by Ou Yezi's predecessors back then, right?" Lin Yi felt that something seemed wrong, and asked subconsciously.

"Father will not leave the power of the wilderness in the Sword Forge Villa!" said Commander Ou flatly.

"Huh, how could that ......?"

The words stopped abruptly, Lin Yi's heart froze, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he murmured softly: "He's here!"