Chapter 229: Opening the coffin

The master of retreat has become messy.

Han Bing walked forward a few steps, and then he realized that Master Jingxiu's face was gray-black. A chill rose from the soles of his feet, and Han Bing shivered. Judging from his face, Master Jingxiu was obviously a dead person. But how could a dead person speak? Master Jingxiu can not only speak, but also has clear ideas! This is definitely not the magic "phantom sound". What's more, although Master Jingxiu has a high level of cultivation, he is only a literary cultivation, not a martial arts cultivation. He doesn't know how to do martial arts at all.

What's going on? Hanbing suddenly became confused.

Master Jingxiu sighed and said slowly: "There is a cause and a result, and there is a cause. Cause and effect are circulating, and retribution is unhappy. I hope General Han will take care of it." After he said this, he slowly fell down. As soon as he fell down, his body began to rot rapidly. In a moment, a white bone frame appeared in front of Han Bing.

Han Bing's face turned pale. Everything here became incredible. He only felt his scalp numb. He was afraid that although he was afraid, he could not stop. Since he came, he would be at ease! Han Bing gritted his teeth and turned toward the huge metal coffin. The huge metal coffin emitted a cold light. Han Bing carefully reached out and gently touched the lid of the coffin with his index finger and middle finger. A strange cold spread throughout his body instantly along his fingertips, and Han Bing couldn't help but shivered. The coffin

It was actually a hundred times colder than Bing. Hanbing's two fingers had lost consciousness, and the cold air flowed into his body along his fingertips, and it could not dissipate for a long time. Hanbing looked at the huge metal coffin in front of him, and another strange red light burst out from his cold eyes. He suddenly thought of the treasure of heaven and earth. Could it be that this huge metal coffin was made of cold crystal black iron? Hanbing's black iron is an excellent material for casting magical artifacts, and a little bit of cold crystal black iron is a priceless treasure.

How many cold crystal black iron is needed for such a large coffin? Han Bing couldn't help but go crazy when he thought about it. He suddenly took off his top-quality spiritual weapon defense cloak. This top-quality spiritual weapon defense cloak was a gift given to Han Bing by Master Divine Turtle. Although it is not a magical weapon, its defense ability is greater than that of the magical demon sword. If weapons are divided by exclusive abilities, they can be divided into offensive weapons, auxiliary weapons, and defensive weapons. Various types of weapons have their own strengths and weaknesses. Demon swords are artifact offensive weapons, and defensive weapons are the best spiritual weapon defense weapons. The best-quality spiritual weapon defense cloak is only one step away from the magical weapon, and it is also a defensive weapon, so it is slightly better than the magical demon sword in terms of defense ability.

Hanbing carefully placed the defensive cloak on one side of the coffin. He calmed down, took a deep breath, pressed his hands on the cloak, and pushed forward with force. The huge coffin lid loosened, making a tiny-sourcing friction sound...

The heavy coffin lid was finally pushed open.

Hanbing grabbed the defensive cloak with one hand and hurriedly retreated. He was worried that there was a hidden weapon in the coffin. But after waiting for a long time, the coffin was silent and no movement. Hanbing plucked up his courage and tiptoed toward the coffin.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Han Bing gently poked his head over...

In the deep coffin, there was a light red light flashing at the corner.

With the moment when the red light flashed, Hanbing finally saw everything in the coffin clearly.

There was a man lying in the coffin. The man closed his eyes slightly, but his mouth was filled with a golden bead, the bead was the size of a duck egg. This man was Zhao Xun, the emperor of the Great Zhao Empire. It is said that Zhao Xun died of sudden illness and died miserably. But now the Zhao Xun lying in the coffin now had a peaceful and calm face, as if he was asleep, and there was a hint of redness in his face. The red light at the corner of the coffin flashed again. Han Bing's eyes lit up, and he finally saw clearly that the flashing red light was the ancient artifact demon sword. The demon sword shrunk, but Han Bing still recognized it at a glance.

The mysterious bell rang again somewhere, "Dang...Dangdang..."

The muscles in the corner of Hanbing's eyes were beating. He gritted his teeth and swung his defensive cloak on his body. He looked around and saw everything in front of him was exactly the same as the Lingjiao Temple on the ground before. It was bright here, but not far away it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything clearly. It was so evil and incredible that he had never heard of such a bizarre thing happening in a tomb! Hanbing seemed to feel that the thick darkness around him slowly and quietly came toward this place without knowing it. If you don't take action, when will you have to wait? Hanbing had made up his mind. He tightened the defensive cloak on his body, jumped into the huge coffin.

Han Bing had already grabbed the demon sword he had dreamed of. At that moment, he did not move, and he was waiting for an accident to happen. The accident did not happen! Han Bing jumped out of the coffin and looked at the demon sword in his hand with a faint red light, as if the young man who had just opened his love was looking at his lover who had been away from for a long time! The demon sword is the goal of his trip! Although his goal was achieved, he didn't want to leave because he wanted to take away the huge metal coffin in front of him. This metal coffin is most likely made of priceless cold crystal black iron. In addition, the golden beads in the coffin in the coffin were all treasures he was determined to win. Although Han Bing did not know the origin of the bead, it could control the sword energy that soared into the sky and force the demon sword to fall into the coffin, which was not something that ordinary treasures could do. The golden beads in the dead's mouth were probably also an extremely powerful artifact!

The darkness around me is really slowly surrounding me...

Hanbing quickly took out a thick and long rope from his arms. This rope is different from ordinary ropes, like hemp, not numb, not silk, and shining, and it shone with a faint light. Hanbing threw the rope over. The rope twisted strangely in the air, and it grew and thickened more than ten times in an instant. A fishy wind passed by, and the thick and long rope turned into a thick and long strange python. The monster python was all white, and the scales on its body were also shining with white light. Spiritual weapons could form beasts. Obviously, this rope was an offensive type.

Spiritual weapons. Spiritual weapons can form beasts, and magical weapons can form humans, but they will not easily illusion until they are absolutely necessary. Because spiritual weapons and magical weapons only have dozens of chances to illusion in their lifetime, and after each illusion, they will damage their vitality. In addition, the most dangerous thing is that once the illusion of spiritual weapons and magical weapons is destroyed, the power of the spiritual weapons and magical weapons will be lost and become ordinary ordinary mortals. Han Bing made the spiritual weapons transform into beast shape from the beginning, and it was forced to do so. Soldiers are very quick, so he wants to leave here as soon as possible.

The darkness around narrowed the encirclement, and the light here slowly dimmed.

The transformed and formed monster python suddenly swept the lid of the coffin with a long tail.
Chapter completed!