Chapter 691 A person lies on the coffin lid

The scene I saw at this moment should not have nothing to do with Lin Chen.

No matter who used Su Su's eyeball to create this secret weapon that can observe the world, Su Su can share the vision through her other eye.

She is looking for her body parts!

And her body is sealed in the statue!

"After leaving, we must find out the origin of the statue as soon as possible," Lin Chen whispered.

But even if we look at it from a distance, the statue is extremely extraordinary, surrounded by circles of invisible divine rings.

I'm afraid it has a great origin and is worshipped by a huge force with countless believers.

It's not so easy to break the statue and take out the body.

"Su Su, are you going to die for your husband?" Lin Chen said bitterly.

I just don't know if the body is complete. If it is not complete, I'm afraid there will be more terrible challenges waiting for Lin Chen.

The picture was broken, and Lin Chen regained his vision.

"Su Su, have you recovered some consciousness?" Lin Chen asked.

Su Su let him see those pictures, obviously intentionally, one is to find the direction of the body later, and the other is the secret layout of Dingjun Mountain at present.

But Su Su looked like there was no change, the light of the soul was still weak, but compared to the previous candle that could go out at any time, it was a little brighter at this moment.

It seems that the benefits are still great!

And the eye sockets are no longer dark and creepy, compared to before, it is much more pleasing to the eye!

A pair of eyes opened, it was so beautiful and lively, like a banished immortal.

If it weren't for the broken neck, destroying this beauty, I'm afraid it would make people intoxicated.

Lin Chen suddenly looked forward to it. If he took back the body and helped Su Su put it back together, so that she could return to human form, it should be the world's first-class beauty!

"Leave first," Lin Chen whispered, let Su Su return to the ancient tripod, and then floated up rapidly.

If he continued to stay here, he would really die.

After rushing out of the water, Lin Chen fell to the ground, his blood and qi declined a lot, and after a while, he was afraid that he would really embrace death.

"Boss, you really came up!" Zhuo Bin exclaimed, and a head popped out from the loess bag.

"Do you still want me to die?" Lin Chen said, throwing the clay bowl back to Zhuo Bin.

"How is that possible!" Zhuo Bin took the clay bowl, climbed out happily, and asked with a smile: "Boss, did you get what you wanted?"

"Yeah," Lin Chen nodded, recovered a little quickly, and walked out with Zhuo Bin.

He couldn't recover in here either.

"But boss, why are you still scattering the underworld paper? Didn't you get what you wanted?" Zhuo Bin asked in confusion.

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, and was also a little strange.

It seems that the reaction of the will of heaven and earth is a little slow. The unburied things have disappeared, and the underworld paper should stop.

After walking out of this valley, Lin Chen suddenly felt light all over, and his body functions began to recover quickly.

"Wow, there are more underworld paper outside," Zhuo Bin said in surprise.

Before, only a piece of paper would occasionally float down outside, but now, there are so many, only slightly less than when Su Hanwei's head appeared.

What's going on.

Hasn't the ominous thing been taken away?

Could there be a new ominous thing?

Lin Chen frowned, feeling a little worried, and quickly returned to the previous position.

Then, his face changed.

The place where the paper was floating was above the bronze coffin.

At this moment, Sun Yu and Xu Ruoruo were trembling and carrying the coffin, with sad faces, and were extremely scared.

When they saw Lin Chen, they were immediately happy and excited.

"Ancestor, save me quickly, the guy in the coffin is moving, is he going to come out!" Sun Yu cried.

Lin Chen's expression changed, and his head felt like it was going to explode.

No way, there is a corpse?

Is this Gu Ting really not dead!

"When the ghost paper floated down, it landed on the bronze coffin, and the bronze coffin became abnormal. Then, more and more ghost paper appeared on the ground, and even a mound of earth appeared on the ground," Ye Ying explained quickly.

Lin Chen and Zhuo Bin were both shocked.

"Another heaven and earth not burying? No, this is a funeral, not necessarily unable to bury!" Zhuo Bin exclaimed.

Heaven and earth not burying, I have only seen Su Hanwei, after all, with the power of heaven and earth, what can't be buried?

But heaven and earth funeral is different. There have always been some special and powerful beings in ancient times. After death, heaven and earth funeral, burying them personally.

As for the reason, no one knows.

This bronze coffin did not originally attract such a strange phenomenon, but because of the ghost paper Su Hanwei attracted, the heaven and earth noticed it, so it started to bury?

"Bang!" Another sound came from the bronze coffin.

Is Gu Ting really going to come out?

Sun Yu was about to cry, and Xu Ruoruo was so scared that tears were streaming down her face. This was too terrifying.

But they didn't dare to move.

Lin Chen's expression tightened. Gu Ting was really not dead. Could an ancient word "death" not be able to kill him after such a long time?

He was only in the realm of God, not even in the kingdom of God. Even if he practiced the Nine Heavens God-Slaying Technique, he could not have such a magical power!

Or, this bronze coffin had other uses.

Lin Chen was puzzled and alert. If Gu Ting really came out and pretended to be dead, he really didn't know how to deal with it. Who should he listen to for the Nine Heavens God-Slaying Technique?

The bronze coffin was shaking, and the person inside struggled violently, trying to open the coffin lid.

Lin Chen already had a sword in his hand.

Zhuo Bin had buried himself.

Sun Yu and Xu Ruoruo were shaking all over and were about to faint.

However, there was a sound of patting the coffin, and someone patted the coffin lid. For a moment, all the noises disappeared and the silence returned.

Lin Chen looked at it in doubt. With the help of the simplified Chinese character "death", he seemed to see a light red shadow on the coffin lid.

It was a person, lying on the coffin lid, gently patting the coffin lid with his hand.

Ghost?

Lin Chen frowned, but he only saw such a silhouette, just for a moment, and soon it all disappeared, like an illusion.

"Could it be that the person who sealed Gu Ting is still alive now?" Lin Chen felt uneasy.

But now one thing is certain, Gu Ting's state is very strange, and it has become ominous, otherwise the world would not want to bury him.

The only thing that can be buried by the world in person is the things that the world fears or does not want to survive, which is touching the taboo.

The person who killed Gu Ting in the copper coffin, at least this behavior has already touched the taboo of heaven and earth, but because of the copper coffin or the ancient word "death", it was hidden from heaven and earth.

However, when Su Hanwei's ghost paper fell, the heaven and earth noticed the existence of the copper coffin.

Heaven and earth wanted to bury Gu Ting.

The owner of the copper coffin wanted Gu Ting to remain as it was. Although it was calmed down this time, it was impossible to judge what would happen in the future.

"The key is whether there is only one such copper coffin. If there are several others, and the people killed in the other few are all holders of the Nine Heavens Slashing God Art, the matter will be terrible," Lin Chen whispered.

"Yes," Bai Shu nodded.

But it is obviously not appropriate to abandon this copper coffin now. Since it has been restored, it can only maintain the status quo. If the copper coffin is really aimed at the holder of the Nine Heavens Slashing God Art, then the more Lin Chen contacts and understands, the more he will take the initiative!

"Let's go, let's go back to the general's platform," Lin Chen said.

Now Su Hanwei's eyes have been found. Although there is only one, because of the previous evil pupil, it can be considered complete.

The most important goal of Dingjun Mountain has been achieved. Next, Lin Chen certainly wants to visit the emperor's burial place.

In the vast universe, the birth and death of a galaxy is nothing more than a moment of mottled light. Looking up at the starry sky, there is always a kind of sadness that the ending is destined. Where will you and I be thousands of years later? The country, the fire of civilization, and the earth are nothing more than a speck of dust in the deep space. The starry sky is a moment, and the world is a thousand years. The insects chirp for a lifetime, but it is only autumn, and you and I are fighting for it. What is at the end of the deep space?

The train went away, bringing up large pieces of yellow leaves and the bleakness of autumn in the vibration of the rails.

Wang Xuan watched until the train gradually disappeared, then he retracted his gaze and sent off several classmates.

Since then, they will be separated from each other, and they don't know how many years it will take to meet again, and some people will never meet again.

Around, some people are still waving slowly, and have not let go for a long time, and some people are silent, quite sad.

After four years of college, we have been together, and the friendship accumulated is always hard to let go.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines obliquely on the falling yellow leaves, and the light and shadows are mottled, interweaving a sense of the passing of time.

Waves of waves like Buddhist chanting sounded beside him, and the strong light began to rise rapidly, and the huge golden light and shadow were reflected behind him. Tang San's eyes were like lightning, staring into the sky.

Suddenly, a loud "boom" burst out from the heavenly flower, and a huge golden light column rushed into the sky and rushed into the sky.

The Sky Fox Great Demon King not far away only felt a shocking will burst out, and the entire Hell Garden trembled violently, the flowers began to wither rapidly, and all the luck seemed to be condensing towards the golden light column.

His face changed drastically, but he did not dare to neglect it. He shook his body and showed his original form, turning into a nine-tailed sky fox with a length of more than 100 meters. Each guard was more than 300 meters long. The nine tails were across the sky, covering the sky and the sun. A large amount of luck was emitted and injected into the Hell Garden, stabilizing the plane.

The Hell Garden must not be broken, otherwise it would be a devastating disaster for the Sky Fox Clan.

The ancestral temple, the Sky Fox Holy Mountain.

The golden light that had been restrained suddenly became stronger again. Not only that, the Sky Fox Holy Mountain itself also emitted white light, but the white light seemed to collapse inwards and poured into the inside.

A golden light column rose up into the sky without warning and rushed into the sky in an instant.

The emperors who had just resisted the thunder tribulation again almost subconsciously dispersed. And the next moment, the golden light column had already rushed into the tribulation cloud.

The black tribulation cloud was instantly lit up and turned into dark golden clouds. All the purple disappeared at this moment, replaced by huge golden thunders. It seemed to be filled with anger in the entire plane.

The train went away, bringing up large pieces of yellow fallen leaves and the bleakness of autumn in the vibration of the rails.

Wang Xuan watched until the train gradually disappeared, then he retracted his gaze and sent off several classmates.

Since then, they will be separated from each other, and it is unknown how many years it will take for them to meet again, and some people may never meet again.

Some people around them are still waving slowly, and some are silent, quite sad.

After four years of college, we have walked together, and the friendship accumulated is always difficult to give up.

The sunset shines obliquely on the falling yellow leaves, and the light and shadows are mottled, interweaving a sense of the passing of time.

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