Ye Wen is puzzled. Although the quality of these jades is good, they can't withstand the attack of Tianjing strongmen. Can these strongmen be willing to die and even refuse to try?

Ye Wen doesn't want to wait to die like those people. He puts his hand on the jade coffin, and his internal power runs quietly. He wants to try, what's different about these coffins!

Yewen's powerful internal power covers the jade coffin. Yewen's idea is very simple. He wants to see if he can destroy the jade coffin. Although it is suspected that he will destroy the integrity of the jade coffin, Yewen has to try. Otherwise, his ending may be the same as those bones on the ground.

"Hoo

Ye Wen's blood red internal force enveloped the jade coffin under his palm like a flame, as if it was burning on it. However, after a while, when ye Wen sent it away, he found that the jade coffin had no change from just what it looked like. It was as clean as new. It seemed that ye Wengang's all-out behavior could not be on it at all It's like leaving any trace.

"Sure enough!"

Ye Wen was not surprised by this result. It seems that those strong men had tried before, but just like he is today, they didn't get any effect. However, ye Wen can't see what's different about these jade coffins. Ye Wen didn't notice it Any special fluctuation, as if it can be so, depends entirely on the hardness of its own material, which is the most shocking!

Even so, ye Wen can't follow the same old way as before. Since his internal power can't shake these jade coffins, let's just change the way!

A strong black awn appears in Yewen's hands. The Qianlin spear appears again. Just a few days ago, Yewen just used the Qianlin spear to break the gate of the desert empire. Now, Yewen also wants to try whether his Qianlin spear can shake these jade coffins!

Ye Wen always has absolute confidence in the Qianlin spear. He also believes that nothing in the world can bear the edge of his Qianlin spear.

"Bang!"

Ye Wen stabbed at the jade coffin, and a harsh and indescribable voice suddenly rang out. Even ye Wen had the impulse to cover his ears, because now he also felt a very uncomfortable feeling.

Ye Wen took back the gun, but he was shocked by the scene in front of him, because there was still no trace on the jade coffin, even no scratch!

"How is that possible?"

Ye Wen can't believe what kind of hard material it is, even his Qianlin gun can't be shaken, or if there is no way to do it, then ye Wen won't have any other way!

"There must be some way!"

Ye Wen believes that this tomb, or this inheritance, must have a way to get it, but he doesn't know it yet. Maybe it's not pure brute force that he has to rely on!

Just as ye Wen was going to comb his thoughts carefully, a sudden voice, with a faint echo, sounded in this space.

"No one has been here for a long time. The man who came here this time is very weak! You look like a little doll. You should not be a person in the desert empire! This is the first time I have seen such a situation in thousands of years! Ha ha

This voice is old and deep. It rings here, and there are echoes floating around. Even ye Wen shivers when he hears this sudden voice. Now, he can't help but wonder whether his materialism is correct. Can't ghosts really exist?

"Who! Who are you

Ye Wen holds the gun tightly and looks around, but he doesn't see any figure. But the echo of that voice is still echoing in the cave!

"You break into my grave and still ask me who I am? But everyone who has seen me has to ask the same questions. I'm tired of listening to them! " The voice rang out again, but ye Wen still didn't see a figure, as if the voice came out of thin air, without its owner at all!

However, listening to what the voice said, since he said that he was the owner of the tomb, who else could be the owner of the tomb besides the Phoenix King?

"You are the Phoenix King?"

Ye Wen asked tentatively, with a respectful tone. After all, the Phoenix King was a strong man who had died a hundred years ago. Anyway, ye Wen still respected him very much.

"Ha ha! I have disappeared in the world for so many years, and even someone knows my name. Am I immortal? "

Although the voice has been answering the words of Ye Wen, ye Wen has never seen a figure in the tomb. After carefully looking for it, ye Wen can't help but ask: "master Phoenix! Where on earth are youAs soon as ye Wen's voice fell, he felt that the huge jade wind in front of him suddenly heard a huge shaking sound. Then, a figure appeared on the jade wind.

It was an old man with gray hair and beard. He bent his back. No matter how he looked at it, it could only bring a feeling of crumbling. Even ye Wen had no way to connect this old man with the legendary Phoenix King. To tell you the truth, there was a big gap between him and the Phoenix King in Ye Wen's imagination!

"You are the Phoenix King?"

Although Ye Wen knows that this may be the case, he can't help asking.

"What? Isn't it? " The old man jumped down from the top of Yufeng's head and stood in front of Ye Wen. At this time, he exposed his height, only reaching the waist position. Although Ye Wen didn't want to say that, he still felt that the old man had nothing to do with Phoenix, but was similar to quail!

"As for such disappointment?" The old man said with a smile. From ye Wen's eyes, he saw a slow suspicion.

"You misunderstood! Young Ye Wen, I've met master Feng Wang! " Ye Wen quickly bowed and said, trying to lower his height to the same height as the Phoenix King. However, just that misunderstanding, ye Wen is really lying. He is really disappointed. Anyway, his fantasy of the Phoenix King image is completely disillusioned!