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In front of them, seven or eight meters away, there was a faded coffin, from which the strong corpse gas was emitted.

Around the coffin, there were many strong men who had fallen down and sat there. Their bodies were still there, but they were shriveled and their hair covered their faces. It was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Every strong man has a weapon in his hand, either a sword, a sword, a long halberd, a spear, or even a flat one

These magic soldiers have lost their color, but if you feel them carefully, you can still detect the fluctuation of their breath, and they are hiding in the depths.

Covered with thick dust on the ground, write a few big characters, very old, vigorous strokes, if the dragon flying phoenix, there is a faint sense of majestic.

On the left side of the coffin is a wooden platform, which is not big and contains many ancient scrolls. Over the long years, they are still immortal.

Qin Yue era.

Li Yi's heart was awe inspiring and his throat was dry. He recognized those ancient words, which were written in the Qin and Yue dynasties. In this way, the ancient scroll on the wooden platform must be the inheritance method of that era, or some historical records.

Shenbing's internal divine residence is still there. Although it is very weak, if you can get it, you can recover after a few years of warm cultivation.

There is no doubt that this is a great opportunity.

But what is frightening is that when they step in here and want to rob, they are imprisoned by inexplicable force, unable to move and unable to operate the sea of Qi.

Li Yi recognized a lot of familiar people, he came step by step, always keeping alert.

Unfortunately, he did not see Murong qianqin, or even some gods in the two holy places. He thought that they should not go here.

However, the son of Tianxuan holy land is here.

Whoa!

He secretly runs the elementary chapter to see if he can see something. The result is

Brand?

Or imprint?

Dense, crisscross, like a big net shrouded here, it is this big net that imprisons all the strong.

Even at this moment, he felt a kind of familiarity, which, along with his progress, became more and more intense.

Boom!

As he stepped into it, the big net was emerging and shooting at him intensively. However, the net seemed to notice something and shrink instinctively.

Aware of this scene of the strong people, the heart is awe inspiring, especially the son, faint uneasy.

Step by step, Li Yi walked here, ignoring anyone. It was like returning home, with a sense of intimacy.

Hum!

At this time, a sharp sword light was cut from the outside.

Li Yi has not yet responded. A withered and shriveled man who has passed away endless years has recovered rapidly and recovered in flesh and blood. He has opened his deep and empty pupil.

At that moment, the sword in his hand also revived, the power of the field gushed out, and the sword light was cut out, blocking the sword light.

At this time, the power of imprisonment was loosened, and the strong were overjoyed. Without hesitation, they withdrew from this area at the first time.

"Dead."

The strong one who cut out the sword light was revealed in the air. Only half an hour later, the whole body was covered with mist. He could not see his face clearly. His voice was very cold. It seemed that he was roaring from the depths of hell.

"White dragon chanting, sword cutting."

"White dragon chant, the second form."

He cut out two attacks in succession, which were extremely terrible and shrouded here. Strangely, although his breath was cold and seemed to come out of hell, his attack was extremely sacred.

"It's the sword of the holy land." A strong man exclaimed.

The sword of white dragon is a set of terrible swordsmanship. It is said that it was created by a saint in the holy land.

This sword technique was well-known in the Qin and Yue dynasties. Although there are still some records in the present age, there are few records, and the inheritance is also very missing.

In the presence of the holy land, the strong were shocked, especially the son of God.

The strong man again shot, the sword light burst, straight into the air, the power of the field emerged, protected here.

Huangdao duel.

The strong are dry and shivering.

This level of combat, for them, is a disaster, and the distance is too close.

Fortunately, the revived strong man used the power of the field to block the aftereffect for them.

Pen!

At this time, a strong man came back to life. With a pinch of his finger, the five-star array appeared, zoomed in quickly, and left in mid air.

"Thirty three?"

Li Yi exclaimed, this scene, too familiar.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

In the middle of the sky, there is another strong one, FA Neng Jing Tian, who is a magical power. The black flame spreads down and tries to burn this place.

Hum!

The third strong man opened his eyes, and his flesh and blood were boiling over. He displayed the art of seal, sealed the heaven and the Jedi, and isolated this place from the battlefield.Aware of the fluctuation of the breath, Li Yi breathed quickly, her eyes twinkled with light, staring at the third strong man who had recovered.

This is the art of sealing. There can be no mistake.

Is the person buried in that coffin the black swordsman liked by the first generation of generals?

So the group at the bottom of the abyss should be another group.

The battle came and ended quickly. There were no casualties on both sides. After the strong men in the air were repulsed, the three recovered strong men were silent again.

But no one dares to approach here any more, only Li Yi stands there alone, some at a loss.

The black swordsman of that generation.

The art of seal.

What is he going to do? He wanted seal

Soon, he noticed that he was attracted by the ancient scrolls on the wooden platform. Could that be the thirty-three Dharma?

Li Yi regained consciousness, held her breath and walked towards the ancient scroll step by step.

And the strong men behind him also showed a startled look. When the three strong men recovered just now, they obviously felt the power of the field. That is to say, the strong people around the coffin were at least above the emperor's way.

What kind of existence is buried in the coffin is unknown.

In such a terrible place, the black swordsman should have gone into a deserted place. Moreover, he walked towards the ancient scroll on the wooden platform.

The law of the Qin and Yue dynasties.

At this moment, the eyes of the strong are some hot, the heart can not be calm.

However

Before Li Yi got close to the ancient scroll, a violent shaking and rumbling sound came from the deep of the palace. It seemed that a strong man was fighting, and the breath was very strong.

The next moment, the sacred light shone over the palace.

"That's..."

Around here, the strong people, heart straight jump, also ignore the ancient scroll on the wooden platform, the first time rushed to the deeper palace.

Deep.

A plant only half a meter high, the appearance of jumping, that ten thousand feet of God is from its body bloom out.

Seeing this plant, all the strong eyes were straight.

The light is too bright to see the real shape, but you can see some leaves which are like dragon shape, fresh and full of life force.