Looking at these words, Zhou Nan's mind kept flashing those ancient words that he knew the Tao.

Suddenly, Zhou Nan's eyes lit up, and he said word by word, "Seal, dragon, coffin." ”

This bronze giant coffin is the sealed dragon coffin.

Reciting the name of the sealed dragon coffin, Zhou Nan found again that under the three ancient words 'sealed dragon coffin', there was a pit, boxy, with a deep thumb, which looked very familiar.

Looking at the pit, Zhou Nan frowned and thought for a while, then slowly took out the gray seal just now from the storage bag. After looking at it a few times and hesitating for a moment, Zhou Nan took the seal and carefully pressed it into the pit.

Suddenly, I only heard a crisp sound of 'click', and the seal was stuck tightly with the pit. But suddenly, there was a loud 'bump' that followed, and before Zhou Nan could react, it was dark in front of him. Even his head hurt because he was raised too high.

Screaming badly, Zhou Nan gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain in his head, and quickly stretched out his hands, and pushed the bronze coffin lid that was strangely closed for some reason.

But then, what made Zhou Nan unbelievable was that the coffin lid that could be opened before, no matter how hard he tried now, the coffin lid seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't remove it at all.

Such a strange change immediately made Zhou Nan panic. slapped himself hard, Zhou Nan scolded himself for being cheap, not looking for trouble, good and dignified, what is not good to study, what is the purpose of studying this broken coffin. I really deserve it when I fell into the field where I am now!

Curiosity kills cats, the ancients don't deceive me!

Subsequently, Ren Zhounan used eighteen kinds of martial arts, tossing and turning in the coffin to his heart's content, but he couldn't open the bronze coffin. Half a day later, Zhou Nan, who was poor in donkey skills, sighed helplessly, sat down dejectedly, stretched out his legs, leaned against the coffin wall, and his eyes were in a daze.

Now, although he is sealed in a coffin, fortunately, he is still an immortal cultivator, and he can already complete the internal circulation, be self-sufficient, and do not have to worry about breathing problems, and can still live normally. At least for the time being, the inside of the coffin is safe and there is no visible danger.

In addition, he also has a lot of food in his storage bag, which is his consistent habit, and he can now open the valley and last for a year or two, it is not a problem.

After being in a daze for a while, Zhou Nan retracted his thoughts. Sitting cross-legged, he entered the cultivation. He needed to use cultivation to stabilize his emotions, and only in this way could he think calmly and find a way out of the bronze coffin in the following time.

A day later, Zhou Nan opened his eyes.

By this time, his mood had basically stabilized. Although the situation this time is weird, compared with his previous life and death crises, his skin does not hurt, his flesh does not itch, and there is no danger at all.

But the greatest danger is the absence of a little danger. With real knives and real guns, Zhou Nan has no stage fright at all. Even if the enemy is the king of heaven, he dares to go up and pluck a few beards. But in the face of this strange situation, he rationally gave up force, saving his efforts in vain.

Gradually, Zhou Nan entered into a rigorous contemplation.

From the moment when the bronze coffin was taken out, to all the details now, Zhou Nan recalled carefully. What I did, when I did it, no matter how big or small, I recalled them one by one, like turning a book, thinking carefully.

Thinking about it, suddenly, Zhou Nan's eyes lit up and he came back to his senses.

Taking a deep breath and not caring about anything else, Zhou Nan hurriedly climbed to the head of the coffin and felt the gray seal stuck on the coffin wall. All these changes happened when I stuffed the gray seal into the pit. I was so dizzy and anxious just now, I didn't even notice such a simple thing, but I really damn it!

But what disappointed Zhou Nan again was that no matter how he tinkered with the gray seal, the bronze giant coffin was still quiet, without the slightest change. The miracle of the imagination did not favor him.

Sitting down dejectedly, Zhou Nan held his head in his hands and muttered to himself, "Damn, it won't work." Seal the dragon coffin, seal the dragon coffin, do I Zhou Nan really want to be sealed in here? But this is too high to look at me, what kind of dragon is my Zhou Nan!"

This time, the danger he encountered was different from that of the previous owner of the coffin, Black Zombie.

Although the black zombie has been sealed in the coffin for three thousand years, it is only a seal. With the long lifespan of the zombie, it can carry it until now in a state of deep sleep. As long as the 'Little Sancai Ghost Willow Ancient Array' is broken and the seal is lifted, it can be released.

But this time, Zhou Nan caused trouble because he pressed the gray seal into the pit. And it's an unknown trouble. Compared with the predicament of the black zombie, he is even more unlucky now.

Zhou Nan didn't know that on the day he was imprisoned in the bronze coffin, the outside world had undergone tremendous changes. It is precisely because of this that he escaped by luck and escaped the pursuit of the black zombie.

Outside world, since Zhou Nan healed a month later. A black light, mixed with a strange roar, rolled up with a stench that rushed to the sky, rushing towards the sky, turning the entire outskirts of the deep mountain upside down.

On the periphery of the deep mountains, black light flashed from the top of the mountain from time to time, bringing out bursts of terrible beast screams.

It took a month to toss and turn before the black light stopped on a hill on the outskirts of the deep mountain. A guy with black hair and an extremely ugly face appeared. This guy is the black stiff who fought with the armored tiger beast, and after escaping with serious injuries, he recuperated for more than a month before he basically recovered from his injuries.

At this moment, the black stiffness, the left arm was empty, and there were several deep scars on the face, which made the already ugly face even more unbearable. In his right hand, he was holding a broken red flying sword, which was none other than Zhou Nan's. It appears to have been broken in a battle with the armored tiger beast.

After all, no matter how good this red flying sword is, it is only comparable to a high-grade magic weapon, and there is nothing strange about the battle in the realm of the foundation building period dominated by spiritual weapons, which is broken and damaged. Moreover, the battle between the Black Zombie and the Armored Tiger Beast was mainly hand-to-hand combat, and the destruction of the red flying sword was even greater.

The gray eyes continued to sweep over the mountains, and the black and stiff face became more and more heavy, and he slammed his fist to the ground, facing the sky, and roared loudly, "Damn boy, no matter how far you run to the ends of the earth, I must find you and break your body into ten thousand pieces, and break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

After venting for a while, until the hill under his feet was about to collapse, the black stiff reluctantly retracted his gaze, suppressed his anger, turned into a black light, and flew into the distance.

Zhou Nan, who was in the bronze giant coffin, didn't know how to say, it was precisely because this dragon coffin cut off all his breath that he escaped the pursuit and search of the black zombie. In this way, it is in response to the old saying, where misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and where blessing and misfortune lurk.

But all this, Zhou Nan didn't need to know the Dao, nor did he need to know the Dao. At this moment, he was sitting at the bottom of the coffin, and his two red eyes flashed with anger and desperate anger.

Gradually, Zhou Nan, who had finally calmed down, became irritable again.

Rubbing his head, Zhou Nan waved his fist and slammed it on the bronze coffin wall. There was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing. Hearing this crisp sound, he suddenly calmed down, looked at his pitch-black left hand, took a deep breath, and lit up his eyes

"Yes, I still have a chance, I still have the "Soul Refining Formula", I haven't reached the point of exhaustion. Zhou Nan shouted loudly. shouted very hard, as if this was the only way to suppress his panic.

Eagerly stretching out his pitch-black left hand, Zhou Nan clenched the gray seal. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. After a few silent prayers, he slowly started the "Spiritual Formula"

Gradually, with the continuous operation of the exercises, a strange energy rose in Zhou Nan's body after a while. Following the meridians, it passed through the left hand and poured into the gray seal.

In an instant, his vision changed, and Zhou Nan found himself in a blood-colored space. But before he could react, a thick blood completely overwhelmed him.

The first time he used the "Soul Refining Technique" was interrupted, Zhou Nan felt as if his body was cracked, and he fell to the bottom of the coffin in an instant, rolling in pain. With a hoarse roar, Zhou Nan's steel-hard left hand, with a muffled 'poof', cracked a few cracks, and red blood flowed out.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Nan sat up with his hair scattered and his robe scattered. Looking at his cracked left hand, he opened his mouth wide. Since he had cultivated the "Soul Refining Technique", he had personally felt the hardness of this black left hand. That's an existence that can harden a high-grade magic weapon without being hurt.

Who would have thought that this bronze coffin was so powerful, he just made a small psychic probe, and he made a crack in his left hand, which was comparable to gold and iron. Such a result is really difficult for Zhou Nan to accept.

Sitting at the bottom of the coffin, Zhou Nan silently recovered from the damage of his body and the consumption of his divine thoughts. After the body recovered, he slowly ran the "Soul Determination" and slowly repaired the cracked left hand.

Ten days later, Zhou Nan's left hand was restored to its original state. Without hesitation, gritting his teeth, he once again ran the "Soul Refinement" into the blood-red space inside the bronze giant coffin.

However, the result was the same as last time, Zhou Nan was still directly killed in seconds. But he didn't give up, enduring the pain again and again, repairing his body again and again, and continuing to explore the blood-red space again and again.