Chapter 1467

Where Luo Qingtong looked, a huge purple gold coffin, which occupied almost one third of the whole room, appeared in front of her.

The lid of the huge bronze coffin was not covered, revealing a corpse inside.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing a blue robe, rippling with a very strong and fierce atmosphere, almost to split the sky.

If other people come in here, they may not feel much.

But where Luo Qingtong's blood pupil looked, and around the purple gold coffin, there was the aura of vertical and horizontal separation everywhere.

All of them came out of the huge purple and gold coffin.

The corpse is lifelike. If it wasn't for Luo Qingtong's blood pupil, he would have no breath and life. I'm afraid he thought he was a person sleeping in it.

The golden coffin of the holy king!

Luo Qingtong's eyes slightly coagulate, looking at the corpse lying in the purple gold coffin.

Needless to say, this middle-aged man is the owner of this holy King's Mausoleum - the strong one who enters the Holy Land!

"I didn't expect that this is the burial place of the king."

Luo Qingtong thought it was some mysterious place before.

It's also strange. How could this king make a light and shadow map of his burial place and hide it in that jade finger to let others know?

Don't ordinary strong people taboo such things?

But there are many organs and traps in the mausoleum of the strong.

The place where the bones are buried is even more carefully hidden for fear of being disturbed by others.

It's a unique hobby of a strong saint. He specially tells others where he buried his bones so that others can come to see him?

Luo Qingtong picks eyebrows and looks around the purple gold coffin. He is ready to move away and look at other places.

She did not forget that she would rush in to find the power of the border.

Master Huo is still outside the door!

Little Xiang pig said, it can't stop each other for long.

However, when Luo Qingtong's eyes were about to leave, the purple gold coffin seemed to feel her entering, and it lit up.

Then a figure, with a golden light, suddenly rose from the purple gold coffin.

"Waiting for a thousand years, are you finally here?"

"My inheritor!"

With the light of the ten thousand golden light, the figure also appeared in front of Luo Qingtong, impressively let her narrow her eyes.

For nothing else, the face of this figure is the middle-aged man in the purple gold coffin.

"The spirit of the king?"

"No, I'm just a wisp of his obsession."

The figure, which was as if it were nothing, was suspended above the purple gold coffin, looking down at Luo Qingtong.

"Are you the inheritor I'm waiting for?"

"Waiting for thousands of years, finally someone can successfully find here!"

"Come on, inheritor! Since you can get here through many obstacles as Wu Zong, you are entitled to inherit my strength and accomplishments! "

"Although my strength has been greatly weakened after a thousand years, the remaining strength is enough to upgrade your strength to the Holy Land!"

"Come up! My inheritor, inherit the glory and mantle of my life! Continue to spread my glory and glory

The figure said and waved.