The bronze coffin was still "scrambling and scrubbing", and the sound of nails scratching the iron sheet made people's scalp numb.

In order not to waste time, Chen Hao chose to do it alone, jumped into the air, grabbed the chain with one hand, pulled out the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife, inserted the blade into the gap in the coffin lid, and snatched the coffin lid open the coffin lid.

Fatty, Hu Bayi and Sydney were all holding Chicago typewriters, ready to deal with the rice dumplings popping out of it at any time.

"Bang!"

Chen Hao pushed the coffin lid to the ground, and a white shadow suddenly jumped out of the bronze coffin. It was a big rice dumpling covered with white hair, with deep eyes and disheveled hair.

The big rice dumpling was wearing a white robe. The corrosion of time made the clothes on his body turn into dust and fall to the ground, revealing the dry and purple skin.

"roar……"

Bai Jing roared, waving his claws to pounce on Chen Hao in the front. Before he could take action, Chen Hao had already flew forward, and used the dragon to swing his tail in the air, kicking the big rice dumpling aside and hitting it hard on the wall.

The big Zongzi fell so hard that she stumbled and wanted to get up from the ground, but Chen Hao flashed in front of it, and his knees pressed against the big Zongzi's chest, pressed him tightly to the ground, pressed his head with both hands at the same time, and twisted it hard.

With a crisp "click", the big Zongzi's head was twisted directly to the back, and obviously the bones inside were smashed.

"Ding! Kill Bai Yao and get 200 achievement points!"

Chen Hao's speed was too fast. Before Hu Bayi and the other two were able to shoot, he got rid of the big rice dumplings neatly, and they all stared at him with wide eyes.

Chen Hao ignored everyone's astonished eyes, grabbed the chain again, stood on the edge of the bronze coffin, and looked inside.

There is also a wooden coffin in the bronze coffin, but there is no lid. There are more than a dozen burial objects, including jade, gold, silver, ceramics, etc., but it doesn't seem very precious.

Chen Hao used the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife to push away the piles of underworld weapons and checked the coffin, but did not find the Dust Pearl. These underworld weapons were similar to rags to him. He was too lazy to waste his energy and time to pick them, so he had to jump back to the ground.

"How is it, what's inside?" the fat man asked hurriedly.

"There are no dust beads, only some underworld objects. Let's take a look at the other two coffins. If not, they will definitely be hidden in a very hidden place by King Xian." Chen Hao said.

"Can the big rice dumpling just now be the King of Xian?" Xue Li suddenly spoke.

Hu Bayi shook his head and said, "It is impossible. King Xian is a prince, and he is still a sacred emperor after all. How could he be buried simply in a garbage? It's so simple, it's not his style at all."

Xueli asked again: "Who is the Zongzi there? This is the main tomb, and it is impossible to bury his subordinates. Moreover, the body is a male corpse, and it is not his burial princess."

Chen Hao understood the reason and said, "This white evil spirit was a long time ago, far earlier than the period of King Xian. It is probably from which ancient tomb he dug. I think Xueli, you said before, that King Xian is very likely to have found two. He believes that it was his previous life and future corpses, and buried in the same tomb as his own corpse, symbolizing the three-life causal cycle of cause and effect."

"If this is true, then there must be the corpse of King Xian in these three coffins. Let's hurry up and open the coffin." Hu Bayi said hurriedly.

While everyone was talking, the fat man had already climbed up the bronze coffin alone, took out his backpack, and kept plugging the underworld into it.

The fat man's weight was much heavier than Chen Hao. When he got up, the iron chains tied with the bronze coffin were unable to bear it. One of them suddenly made a crisp breaking sound, and the other iron chains could not stand the force and broke them all!

"Damn!"

The fat man screamed strangely, but he reacted very quickly. He jumped out of it before the coffin fell completely and rolled to the ground.

"Boom!"

The huge bronze coffin hit the ground hard, stirring up a large area of ​​dust, and actually smashed a big hole directly on the ground, and then continued to fall.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of collisions came from the pit, as if countless woods were smashed by bronze coffins.

After a while, there was no movement below. Everyone hurried to the edge of the pit and looked down and found that the bottom of the tomb was empty, supported by countless wooden pillars, and there was still room underneath.

The bronze coffin fell into a pile of rotten wood below. What attracted everyone's attention was that they found a transparent crystal coffin on a stone platform not far away.

The crystal coffin is crystal clear, like a thin layer of bubbles, and there is a corpse emitting a golden luster all over the body lying inside!

The fat man asked, "What's going on? Why is there a corpse? Who is the golden corpse?"

Everyone shook their heads, and no one knew what was going on. After all, this was the tomb of King Xian. How did he arrange it during his lifetime? No one except him knew it.

Chen Hao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about so many things first. Let's quickly check the cellar coffin to see if there are any dust beads inside, and then go down to see the other two coffins!"

Everyone hurried to the cellar coffin, pried open the lid of the coffin roughly, and looked inside, there was only a skeleton and some burial objects left inside, and their clothes and flesh were rotten.

After checking it, I found that the workmanship style of the burial objects was close to that of King Xian. Obviously, the corpse in the coffin should belong to him in this life, but it would definitely not be King Xian's corpse. With his methods, it would be impossible for his corpse to rot so quickly.

The more people looked at it, the more confused they became. If this corpse belonged to King Xian’s life, it would have become a scum and there was no possibility of the corpse becoming an immortal. The inference of the three-life causal cycle of reincarnation they mentioned before would have to be overturned.

Hu Bayi frowned and said, "This should not be the corpse of King Xian. It is impossible for him to not even be able to preserve his own corpse by his means. This must be a substitute for which ancient tomb he dug out. I wonder what he has made of so many corpses in the tomb chamber?"

The fat man said, "Hey, I've said it long ago. The king's character is not good, and it's impossible to become an immortal. Look at the corpses are rotten, and he probably has gone to 18 levels of hell. But these underworld weapons are not bad..."

As he said that, he continued to stuff his underworld into his backpack, and everyone was too lazy to care about him. There were many doubts here, and they didn't know what the King Xian gourd was selling.
Chapter completed!