Chapter 616： Mysterious coffin board

"This ... this is ... how is it possible ..." The trainer's pupils trembled violently, and all the movements used were frozen.

Although the face of the instructor was covered by a mask, Lin Chuan was right next to the instructor and immediately discovered the abnormality of the instructor. When Lin Chuan opened his mouth, everyone looked over.

"What's wrong, White Tiger? Do you know this thing?" Lin Chuan's expression changed, and this thing was brought out by the empty seven-hearted lamp. He didn't even know what it was. After all, this thing wasn't his, he just It is just for safekeeping, but looking at the situation at the moment, even if he reacts slowly, he realizes that this thing is not easy.

"Brother Linchuan, where did you get this thing from?" The instructor walked directly, his voice eager, with a trace of trembling, obviously his mood was extremely fluctuating.

"This was handed over to me by Nandou Linghong when he entered the seventh floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Let me keep it for you!" Lin Chuan explained.

"Do you know what this is?" Asked the trainer trembling.

"Ling Hong didn't tell me, and I couldn't see it!" Lin Chuan said sincerely.

"This is Jianmu! This board was made by ancient Jianmu!" Bu Lian Xi took a deep breath and said,

For a moment, Linchuan's kaleidoscope writing wheel eye could not help but tremble a little. He never thought that the board in his hands, which seemed to be rotten, would be made by Jianmu, ranked seventh in the world of strange records!

Records in the Strange Records of Heaven and Earth-Jianmu: green leaves, purple stems, black flowers, yellow solids, its sound is silent, and it has no shadow!

"But Jianmu ... isn't it a purple stem? This board is red ... and ..." Lin Chuan's thoughts were a little confused. He wanted to say that this board didn't seem to have any special place. The most special thing was probably Ling Hongjiao. Give him this, otherwise he wouldn't look at it more if he encountered it elsewhere.

"What's the matter?" Shui Chan Chan looked at the two who were stiffened, his eyes flashed slightly, and finally fixed his eyes on the red wooden board in the hands of Lin Chuan.

Unfortunately, with her eyesight, she didn't recognize what it was or what was special about it.

Everyone at the scene also guessed that the cause of the problem was this board, but no one could see the clue, only step trainers!

This has nothing to do with the master ’s absolute perception. It is entirely because of her destiny, because she can use this Taoism to summon the shadow of the ancient Jianmu to launch an attack. Yes, this is the first time I recognized the material of this board.

"Why are you taking this board out now?" Calmed his mood, and asked the trainer in confusion.

Lin Chuan did not answer the step trainer, but looked up at the crowd, and finally fixed his eyes on the inheritance altar.

There, Song Qingyuan is still merging with Xianfu's formation, but without the help of the eleven followers, the speed of his fusion has dropped a lot. The blood lines that had spread at a speed that was visible to the naked eye were almost invisible at this moment. In the flow, although there is only one corner left without bloodline on the entire altar, it is estimated that it will take another ten days for Song Qingyuan to complete the final fusion.

"You can try to insert this board on the altar that has not yet merged!" The girl's voice appeared again, crisp and sweet.

"Can this stop Song Qingyuan from continuing to merge?" Lin Chuan asked.

"I'm not sure, but it's always a way!" Said the girl.

Lin Chuan groaned so much that he did not believe in the exquisite heart. After all, they are now one, which is a state of mutual benefit. Pit himself has no benefit to the growth of this holy medicine, but Lin Chuan is still hesitating!

Because he couldn't predict it!

He is unwilling to leave, but there is no danger. If he stays, then he will bet a lot of things, even his own life.

Everyone didn't speak again. Although they didn't know what happened, it was clear that Lin Chuan was making a very important decision, which was a decision about life and death.

After half a ring, Lin Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Actually, I'm afraid of death, especially now that the situation is still under my control, I don't want to take risks!" Lin Chuan said quietly, looking at Song Qingyuan on the altar.

"But when I think of your proud face, I have the urge to rush up and pump you a few slaps!"

As the words fell, Lin Chuan suddenly exploded, rushing towards the altar at a very fast speed, and the immortal chakra of the whole body erupted, all rushing towards the building wood in his hand.

This board still hasn't changed much, the only difference is that it doesn't refuse to the immortal chakra injected by Lin Chuan, all absorbed, no waste at all, like a bottomless pit, can not be seen in the bottom line.

When Song Qingyuan saw Lin Chuan's move, his pupils contracted for a while, and she was furious, but then turned into a mockery!

The horror of this altar is only he knows best. This place is not only as simple as the place of inheritance, but also the core of the entire Xianfu formation. A small Jindan monk ~ www.novelhall.com ~ wants to shake this level. The formation method is simply a crazy dream.

The next moment, in the shocking eyes of everyone, the decaying red wooden boards fell down and fell directly on the altar made of fairy jade, which is the corner of the altar that Song Qingyuan has not yet merged!

I didn't imagine that I wanted to explode, there was no blood overflowing, and even no response. The red wooden board fell on the altar so easily, as if it fell on the ordinary ground, without causing any waves.

However, no wave is the biggest wave!

Song Qingyuan's eyes were so wide that he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

He clearly remembered that there was a monk from the Song family who was close to the altar. When he touched it, he was directly converted into blood mist and absorbed by it. As long as he touched the altar, none could leave completely. This is the monk, so is the magic weapon.

But now, this piece of decaying board fell on the altar like this without causing any waves.

Lin Chuan was actually very surprised. The situation at the moment was not even expected by him, and even none of his expectations were like this.

"Qinglong, your blood ..." Bu Lianshi said in shock.

blood? Lin Chuan was startled and looked towards his hand holding the red wooden board. I don't know when his blood actually leaked out of the pores, flowing on the red wooden board, pulling the crisscross blood lines. , And these bloodlines eventually have only one place to go-the altar!

When Lin Chuan's blood touched the altar, a horrifying breath swept out, Lin Chuan's brain buzzed, and the whole fairy house appeared in his mind.

Lin Chuan has also begun to merge with Xianfu Formation!

(End of this chapter)

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