On the stone platform in front of Yang Yi, a sword hilt was lying quietly. There was no fluctuation from a distance. It seemed to be a sword hilt cast by mortal iron.

Yang Yi stepped forward, gently picked up the hilt of the sword, and looked it carefully. After a moment, Yang Yi slightly inputted a trace of true power into the hilt of the sword. Instantly, a translucent sword blade could be seen extending out of the hilt of the sword, glowing slightly, which looked very beautiful.

"This sword is one of the keys to unlock the Kunlun Mountain Stone Coffin." Yang Yi smiled slightly and said, "It takes no time to get it. I didn't expect that the Chengying Sword is here."

Holding the Chengying Sword, Yang Yi looked at the last engraved picture again.

The engravings on the north are not complicated, as if they are telling a certain mythological allusion.

In the engraving picture, the sky should be drawn above, but for some reason, a huge crack that ran across the sky was left in the void, just like a trace of the sky.

Below the crack, a coffin lies across the middle, as if it had just fallen out of the crack in the sky.

Further down there was a flood that flooded the boundless earth.

And I don’t know whether it was because of the blood spilled by the dead corpses of the powerful people around me later, or because the carved pictures were colored, the torrent actually showed a strange dark red, like a sea of ​​blood.

"This coffin..." Yang Yi paused slightly, looked carefully at the engraving picture, and then he turned his eyes to the huge coffin on the altar, "It's exactly the same, the coffin in the engraving picture should be the mouth in front of him."

After a moment, Yang Yi continued to step up the steps, and the next thing he had to face was the dark red coffin.

The coffin is a dark red coffin, which seems to be made of some kind of wood magic material.

It looks like there is no gap around it, it is like a trunk taken from a giant tree and is directly hollowed out.

The dark red color of the coffin body does not look like the true color of wood, but is more like it was formed later. As for what material to use to dye it...

Yang Yi looked at the countless corpses lying around the altar, and then looked at the dark red coffin. His expression was slightly solemn. He could feel something seemed to be in the coffin.

Stepping on the last step, Yang Yi came to the coffin and looked at the lid covering it, his eyes a little complicated.

The coffin lid is simple and unpretentious, with no patterns or words, and there is only a dark red color like the outside of the coffin.

"If there is danger, there is danger. If you don't open it, you're really unwilling to accept it."

Pressing his hands on the lid of the coffin, Yang Yi pushed hard.

"Squeak"

It was very relaxed, and Yang Yi pushed the lid open without much effort.

However, when Yang Yi pushed the lid of the coffin a corner, a change occurred, and an unparalleled murderous thought rippled out of the black coffin and rushed straight to Yang Yi.

The moment he felt the murderous thought, Yang Yi's face suddenly turned ashen. This murderous thought was very strong. Although he could not kill him, it was enough to make the Taoist God, who was already seriously injured, worsen.

However, the moment when the murderous thought rushed to Yang Yi Tianling, he suddenly bypassed Yang Yi, turned around and returned to the coffin.

"call"

Yang Yishen breathed a sigh of relief. This feeling of losing control was very bad.

He stood up, looked at the coffin with bright eyes, and stepped forward again.

After reaching out and pushing the lid of the coffin, Yang Yi did not hesitate. He made up his mind to see what was inside the coffin.

"Squeak."

As the lid of the coffin was removed bit by bit, everything inside the coffin also came into Yang Yi's eyes, and this time the murderous thought was not restless and did not attack him.

"This is?"

As the lid of the coffin was completely pushed open, a black sarcophagus appeared in front of Yang Yi, which was not beyond his expectations. Although the wooden coffin sarcophagus was a bit strange, it did not shock him.

Somehow, Yang Yi suddenly felt a strange and familiar feeling, as if he had seen this sarcophagus some time before.

But he was sure that he had never seen this sarcophagus or a coffin of this shape since he was a child.

At this moment, the sarcophagus inside Yang Yi's coffin was very interested.

He had an intuition that his strange sense of familiarity should not be an illusion, and something related to him might be hidden in this sarcophagus.

"What the hell is it?" he murmured to himself, his eyes flashed slightly, and he stretched out his hands and pressed them on the lid of the sarcophagus.

"Forehead......"

After more than ten breaths, Yang Yi let his whole body use his strength, but the lid of the sarcophagus did not move at all, and there was no sign of shaking.

After a while, he finally confirmed that the sarcophagus was indeed unshakable, at least with his current strength, there was no hope at all.

Going into Baoshan and returning empty-handed?

Moreover, there are also major secrets in the sarcophagus that are very likely to be related to you!

He was unwilling to accept it and began to wonder, since he could not open the lid of the sarcophagus, could he move the entire sarcophagus away?

The Heavenly Dao Map was sealed, and most of his methods could not be used, and he was speechless.

In the next half an hour, Yang Yi tried to use the magical method of true power, but everything was useless, and the sarcophagus was sealed tightly.

What exactly is Yang Yi frowned.

The things inside are related to yourself, and they are still in this world. Is it...

"Ruochu!" Yang Yi suddenly thought of who it was.

He thought of some of Yun Ruochu's words when he left the prehistoric world.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi reached out and took out a small piece of paper from his arms, and trembled slightly to paste it on the sarcophagus.

The piece of paper is the message that contains Yun Ruochu's blood.

"Swish!"

In an instant, Yun Ruochu's blood on the paper seemed to resonate with the sarcophagus.

After a violent shaking, with a "click" sound, the sarcophagus automatically opened, revealing the mysterious thing inside.

"One cut off the arm!"

Yang Yi exclaimed in surprise, inside the sarcophagus was a broken little stone arm.

"The same origin as Ruochu's blood path."

After feeling it carefully, Yang Yi frowned slightly. He reached into the sarcophagus and took out the forearm without a palm.

"This is the manifestation of the origin of the Dao, and this is the powerful origin of the Dao that Ruochu left behind, her powerful origin of the Dao." Yang Yi said in surprise.

The origin of the Great Dao can be derived from the origin of the Great Dao or derived from the origin of the Great Dao. The stone arm in Yang Yi's hand can almost be confirmed to be the latter.

With this origin seed of the Great Dao, as long as you find a trace of Yun Ruochu's immortal true spirit, Yun Ruochu can be resurrected in the world and restored to his cultivation level in the shortest time.

That is the so-called "Heaven".

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the stone arm in Yang Yi's hand suddenly trembled, and then turned into a stream of light and flew into Yang Yi's dantian, appearing at the origin of Yang Yi's great way.

Yang Yi quickly looked inside and suddenly found that the stone arm of the Yunruochu Dao Origin Seed was floating and rising inside his Dao Origin. What surprised Yang Yi was that a trace of misty glow was constantly wrapping Yang Yi's Dao Origin Seed, and began to slowly repair his Dao injury.

(End of this chapter)
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