Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 651
Empress Loulan's coffin!
Is the end of the tomb?
The mysterious monk roared, grabbed the door at the end of the hall, and slowly opened it.

And the other monks who rushed to the various magic weapons on the shelf also froze at this time, because they knew very well in their hearts that whether it was the emperor's coffin, the ancient clock of Huangquan, or the legendary one that countless people frantically searched for In the face of so many terrifying existences, it is impossible for them to grab them.

But in front of them, these supreme magic weapons, magical weapons, and the Great Emperor's Tibetan Armament are the most useful to them. As long as they get one at random, their strength can be raised to a terrifying level.

Even if you don't use it, selling one is enough to make you rich overnight.

However, when their hands touched these supreme and precious magic weapons, they were shocked to find that those magic weapons were like the most fragile glass, which had been weathered for countless years, and would shatter when touched.

Not one is like this, it is touched by hands, all of them are like this!
As long as it is touched, it will inevitably shatter and turn into dull fragments, scattered all over the ground. This scene stunned all the monks who went to snatch the magic weapon.

"It's all broken?"

"What's going on here?" A monk collapsed.

"I don't know what to do, isn't this the treasure of a saint?" Even after he regained consciousness, he regained his composure and tried his best to snatch one.

"Parallel imports? He's from Mahler Gobi, fake?" Scarface couldn't help cursing.

And the great figures of various forces didn't stop at these magic weapons at all, and they also rushed directly to the door at the end of the hall.

"In a million years, except for the emperor's soldiers, any magic weapon, even the supreme natal magic weapon, will lose all its laws and aura and turn into wasteland. Magic weapons and spiritual weapons also have a lifespan. Millions of years are enough. Exhausted." A powerful mysterious old man glanced at these magic weapons and said lightly.

Many monks froze upon hearing this.

"What, it's all abolished! How is this possible? All are abolished? The weapons of saints, the divine weapons of ancient giants, are they all abolished?" A monk almost didn't collapse when he looked at the magic weapon that had shocked a holy place in front of him.

There were also monks who quickly and frantically swept away, wanting to find a lost one with a divine nature. However, after a glance, he was disappointed and his face was extremely ugly.

Ye Luo didn't look at those things, and kept following Prince Meiji not far away, rushing towards the end of the ancient palace. It's not that he wasn't indifferent to those magic weapons, it's just that time was urgent.

Youran, after everyone was desperate for the magic weapon, the beads on Ye Luo's neck trembled quietly. Ye Luo's eyes couldn't help but look at the one he just kicked out while running. A thing that no one cares about like a lump of stone.

At the end of the hall, the heavy, half-closed bronze door continued to be opened under the hands of the monk.

Through the gap he opened, everyone first felt a burst of coldness like snow in winter, and then, through the crack of the door that was just opened, everyone saw that outside the door, there was a piece of white snow, and snowflakes were falling, like the door Inside and outside the door are two worlds.

In the whiteness of the snow, everyone saw a lake from a distance, a tall ancient altar with five colors, and on the ancient altar, there was a coffin exuding eternal coercion, the legendary coffin of the ten thousand-year-old sycamore emperor. standing on top.

And next to the emperor's coffin, there is a mysterious ancient clock. The ancient clock is as tall as two people, engraved with mysterious symbols, suspended in the air, and the law of the Dao circulates, making people feel a strong sense of worship.

And under the floating ancient clock, there is a pitch-black box. The box is made of unknown material, and it seems to be able to absorb all the light, which is very strange.

At this time, on the lake, a mummy-like existence and the mysterious woman had already stepped off a white paper boat the size of a black-covered boat, heading towards the emperor's coffin on the five-color ancient altar. go forward.

The holy master pulling the cart had already said before that that mummy-like existence was one of the two most mysterious Taoist priests in history, Yuan Tiangang!

The identity of the barefoot mysterious woman who folded a white paper boat is still unknown.

The door is slowly pushed open, the gap is getting bigger and bigger, more and more things can be seen behind the door, all the ancient secrets, and the things that countless people are frantically looking for are all ahead.

At this moment, even Ye Luo's eyes showed a touch of heat and shock. The next second, Ye Luo took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on Prince Meiji again.

However, when the door was half opened,

The person who opened the door suddenly froze, and the sound of opening the door stopped abruptly.

At this time, the second monk who rushed over had already arrived. However, the monk who opened the door earlier suddenly pulled out his natal sword at the moment the second monk rushed over. It stabbed into the chest of the second monk who didn't have much time to defend.

"Thorn-"

The powerful law on the sword was running, and the heart of the second monk who rushed over was directly shattered, his vitality was cut off, his breathing stopped immediately, and he didn't even have time to react.

"Reverend Liu Cheng, what are you doing?" The other mysterious monks behind couldn't help shrinking their eyes when they saw this scene. He wanted to block the door, it was impossible, his cultivation was not at all Among the crowd, the cultivation base is the highest.

"Boom—"

But he didn't speak at all. After killing one, he directly condensed the battle mark, his eyes were dull, without any light, and he attacked the second monk frantically, and even, the powerful aftermath spread to Ye Luo.

"His mind is controlled by something. This is a soul control technique. Let's work together to suppress him!" There was a powerful old man who couldn't help but think of something when he saw the monk pushing the door's eyes, and his voice was hurried.

A few powerful figures from mysterious forces burst out immediately upon hearing the sound. They are all powerful figures with rich experience. After a short period of doubts, they can naturally see through. They crushed the talisman and directly suppressed the monk who pushed the door.

A few mysterious and powerful figures suppressed it, but other big figures did not stop. They directly crushed the ancient talisman of the forbidden family with a validity of only twelve breaths. Rush out the door.

Ye Luo's eyes shrank fiercely, what is it that can control a powerful soul at the Jindan stage.

"Yeah, uncle, there is a soul-controlling beast outside the door, but I am not afraid of it, rush out of the door, I will protect your soul, there seems to be something in the emperor's coffin!" , felt something, and used a secret technique to transmit a sound to Ye Luo.

Hearing the sound, Ye Luo picked up the lump of stone on the ground, and rushed out the door without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)