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Ling Hao sighed and got up slowly. He was confused at the moment, but the old man with white hair was no longer there.

Looking into the distance, it is a broken building.

He walked towards that side. He was near, and there was a little smell in his nose.

At sight, the dried blood on the blue brick and red tile is extremely striking.

Broken weapons can be seen everywhere. In the courtyard full of grass, there are many white bones. As they move slightly, the breeze brings them to disperse in the wind.

It can be seen that the things here have gone through many years and have already become a dead place.

All of a sudden, Yu Guang swept away. On the overgrown ground, he saw a silver bell lying there quietly.

Linghao stooped to pick it up, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, then shook it gently.

Tinkle!

A crisp voice came.

Then there was a stabbing pain in his mind.

A young girl in green standing under the ancient tree, the sun dappled, shining on her innocent pretty face, looks like a dream.

"Younger martial brother, do you think the bell looks good?"

Ling Hao's body trembled, and he suddenly returned to his mind.

"Who is she?"

Yan Yuexin asked, "what's the matter with you, husband?"

All the people turned their eyes.

Linghao waved and said, "nothing, we should be careful here."

Through the courtyard full of bones, walking on the endless stone steps.

The stone steps are from the bottom up, and you can't see the edge at a glance. It seems that this is a ladder.

They followed Ling Hao and looked around carefully.

It's said that Jiuhuang holy land appeared for thousands of years, but the people who have come here, that is, Ling Hao and his party, will never believe it.

Not to mention the amazing power of the old man with white hair, but the green dragon, which he called heaven, is enough to show that the history here is not so simple as thousands of years.

When he reached the top, Ling Hao's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. At the top of the stone steps, there was a black coffin lying there. On the coffin, there were many colorful stones. The colorful stones circled on it, sending out bursts of light.

The black coffin was bound by a fine steel chain, and it was tightly trapped.

"Here What's in this Asked Meng rou.

"Zhentian stone."

Ling Hao looks at the stone and mumbles.

This stone can suppress all spirits, spirits and monsters, because it has the power of masculinity and true spirit.

If a dead person is safely buried in the earth, why should he place the stone over the coffin?

Obviously, the person who placed the stone must be afraid of the "man" in the coffin.

"Look!"

I don't know who called out in surprise.

Everyone is stunned.

Soon, they felt that the energy of heaven and earth suddenly began to flow here.

Hurry, crazy.

"What happened?"

Chen Nan looked around in fear. This kind of vitality fluctuation was not caused by the super powerful cultivators.

Next.

Dong Dong!!

A sound came from the coffin.

Dong

Dull, long.

Ling Hao's heart wrenched for a moment. Suddenly, he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

But he couldn't say why.

Zhentian stone began to shake and the light suddenly became dim.

"The stone is breaking."

Ling Hao murmured, his face suddenly changed.

"Everyone stay away from the coffin."

He rose abruptly, hovering in the void, his eyes fixed on the crazy shaking coffin below.

The lid of the coffin opened automatically, floating in the air, and a bloody mist filled the coffin.