Chapter 79 The Death of Arnold

Entering the remnants of the ruined ancient hall, however, the scene inside made Hong Yu and others unable to recover for a long time.

There was a bloody fog in the ancient hall, with a sad smell of blood. The aura in the air was so strong that it could not melt. There was only a huge sarcophagus, which was floating in the blood fog, and the extremely strong aura surrounded these sarcophagus, and a trace of faintly sank into the ancient coffin.

And the shape of these sarcophagus is much larger than those ancient coffins in the underworld on the eighth floor of the nine-story pagoda.

The ancient coffin from countless years ago is still bright in color and has no ancient meaning, as if it was placed here yesterday.

And you can even feel a strong fluctuation of life from the ancient coffin. At the same time, there is also a kind of "dong" in the ancient coffin! Dong! Dong!" The faint and dull sound, which was very rhythmic and sounded like a human heartbeat. The suspended sarcophagus in front of him rose and fell with the sound similar to a heartbeat, and jumped dozens of feet high.

If it's really just a heartbeat that causes a huge sarcophagus to jump so high, I can't imagine what a powerful heart it will be!

"Is there a living person in the ancient coffin?"

Looking at this scene in the ancient hall, the faces suddenly changed and they almost turned around to escape from here, but they finally failed to overcome their curiosity and stayed. The more mysterious and bizarre things are, the more they can often arouse people's curiosity.

In the distant past, the ancient god of light differentiated his inner world in order to seal these giant coffins?

What is in this sarcophagus? If it were a human, now that the endless years have passed, the person in this sarcophagus is not dead or alive? And has such a strong heartbeat?

For a moment, everyone's hearts were full of shock. They looked at each other and looked at each other, and even the dead mice were not noisy. They blinked a pair of bean-like mice and couldn't recover.

"Dong! Dong! Dong..."

A faint and dull sound filled the whole dilapidated ancient hall, rendering an extremely strange atmosphere.

Gradually, the pulse of the people was incredibly integrated into this strange sound, as if there was a small beast in the body. With this extremely rhythmic sound, the pulse became stronger and stronger, and in the end it almost broke through the blood vessels.

With the passage of time, the atmosphere in the dilapidated ancient temple becomes more and more depressing. In the end, it is almost unbearable and may collapse at any time.

"Swipe!"

Without saying a word, Hong Yu subconsciously sacrificed the gun of all evil. He held a dark ancient gun in one hand and pointed to the ancient huge sarcophagus. In an instant, he, a thin and elegant teenager like a wandering poet, was shrouded in a strong murderous intention, and even faintly a momentum of staring at the world.

At the same time, Arnold's giant iron sword, Murong Qi's heavenly sword, and Zheng Fengying's blood-drinking halberd also appeared together, pointing directly to a mysterious and terrible ancient sarcophagus.

With a "sneer", Zheng Fengying's eyebrows suddenly flew a flying sword. The flying sword grew in the wind and quickly became bigger. In an instant, it turned into a super flying sword several feet long, faintly cutting into one of the ancient coffins with a sad roar. However, a terrible scene happened, and the ancient coffin suddenly trembled. Before Zheng Fengying's flying sword touched it, it was directly shattered into a little sword light.

The general guard next to the village was dumbfounded and suddenly opened his mouth into an "o" shape. Then he turned around and ran away. His mouth creaked, "Squeak, the mouse said, the bright old bang should be killed and 10,000 times! His mother's, why don't you put some magic medicine artifacts in it and get so many messy sarcophagus? This is cheating dad, ** naked cheating dad!"

It ran extremely fast and flew to the door of the ancient hall in the blink of an eye.

"Come back." Hong Yu shouted loudly, patted a golden giant palm print in his right hand, directly grabbed it back, and gave it a fierce trembling on its pointed mouse's head: "Dead mouse, calm down."

"Fuck, the mouse said, Hong Yu bastard, you can die here. I don't want to accompany you." The dead mouse rolled its eyes angrily in Hong Yu's butcher's hand and shouted very dissatisfiedly. Then it suddenly flew up and wanted to escape. Hong Yu's butcher hand patted and caught it back.

It gave it a shudder again. Hong Yu shouted, "How can it be? I'm your master. The master hasn't escaped yet. Can you, you dead mouse escape? Stay here and be ready to be our shield at any time.

"I shield you with a dead head. The mouse said, I ignored your smelly master. The dead mouse was so angry that it was about to spit blood, but this time it did not escape. Hong Yu's butcher caught it to death, and it could not escape.

Qianlan beside her looked calm and elegant, with a pleasant temperament. Two golden lights shot out of her autumn water-like beautiful eyes again and swept to an ancient coffin. However, her delicate little face gradually showed a shocking color and sighed slightly: "What a big handwriting, bright god, really so bold!"

"Qianlan, what's in the ancient coffin? Is it a living person? Hong Yuqi said that he was still holding a gun of all evil and did not relax his guard. Arnold, Zheng Fengying and Murong Qi also looked at Qianlan doubtfully.

"It can be said to be a living person or a dead body." The look on Qianlan's little face gradually became more solemn.

"Can it be said to be a living person or a dead body? What do you mean? When Hong Yu and his brothers heard this, they were immediately confused by Qianlan's words and asked in unison. Even Arnold's lavender eyes looking at Qianlan flashed.

Qianlan frowned slightly, shook her head gently, and said, "It's hard to explain. Maybe we inadvertently broke through a shocking situation!"

"A shocking big picture? What a shocking situation?" The people were shocked and became more and more confused. Even the dead mice who were about to escape raised their ears to listen. Qianlan still shook her head and said, "It's hard to say. This is just my guess."

"Uh..." Hong Yu smiled helplessly, "So, where is the voice that summons you? There is nothing here except the sarcophagus, and it's difficult to be in these sarcophagus?

"Yes, the voice that summoned me is in one of the ancient coffins." Qianlan nodded her beautiful head, and her delicate hand pointed to one of the sarcophagus. Immediately, two golden lights from her eyes looked at the sarcophagus.

In an instant, her graceful and touching body suddenly shook. After a long time, she began to tremble gently, which looked extremely shocked. The two golden lights in her beautiful eyes stared motionlessly at the sarcophagus.

"So powerful... so familiar..." Qianlan's delicate mouth opened slightly and muttered to herself. Gradually, she saw two blood flowing out of her eyes, slowly flowing down her jade-like cheeks, shocking!

"Qianlan, what's wrong with you? What's in that sarcophagus? How can it hurt your eyes? Looking at the two blood on Qianlanyu's cheek, Hong Yu shouted anxiously and the gun of all evil was clenched in his hand. If there was really any evil in the sarcophagus, he didn't mind letting his blood feed the gun of all evil again to show the three evil guns.

Qianlan shook her beautiful head gently: "It's not an evil existence, but a female corpse, a naked female corpse. She is incredibly perfect. Qianlan can feel that she is powerful and really powerful. At the same time, Qianlan can also feel a trace of familiar breath in her. ."

A naked female corpse? Is it incredibly perfect? Hong Yu couldn't help scanning Qianlan's touching body: "Isn't this little girl talking about herself?"

Suddenly remembered that Qianlan had described the voice that summoned her to herself, almost the same as her voice. An extremely strange idea suddenly flashed through Hong Yu's heart: "Is it Qian Lan herself lying in the ancient coffin? Qianlan in front of me..."

Qianlan did not notice the strange look on Hong Yu's face, and still stared at the ancient coffin. In her beautiful eyes, blood kept flowing down, flowing through her skin of bullying frost and snow, and the depths of the person's soul couldn't help palpitations.

"Why do you feel familiar? Is she Qianlan's relative? But Qianlan was originally an ancient sword, how could she be a relative..." Qianlan looked very confused, and then she gently locked her eyebrows and fell into meditation. Hong Yu and the others stood quietly beside her and dared not make a sound for fear of disturbing her thoughts.

Suddenly, Qianlan's crystal jade feet gently lifted and went straight to the ancient sarcophagus.