National Fortune: I, Tomb Raider, Jedi Tiantong!

"I don't know, I can only trust him! This is just the beginning, and I'm about to risk my life. Only then did I realize that this game is not another game!"

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As Yan Jiu passed by Yin Xinyue under the booth on the left, the two eyes briefly met, the former smiled slightly, and the latter was slightly curious.

What an invisible man!

Ha ha----

Soon, as soon as Yan Jiu stepped onto the booth, he could hear a burst of cheers coming from a place not far from the right.

Immediately, everyone saw ten people divided into left and right sides, carrying a black coffin more than three meters long, about 1.5 meters high, and about 1.5 meters wide, slowly approaching everyone's field of vision.

Seeing this coffin, those people who were in the private room by the window upstairs walked out of the private room one after another, and came to the small balcony to look down.

And a group of people sitting in the distance also left their seats one after another and moved closer to the booth.

Facing the approach of these people, Bai Yuekui couldn't help but frowned and said softly:

"There are quite a few masters."

"Yes."

Tang Zichen also raised his eyebrows:

"It seems that people in this world don't seem to have low force values."

Bai Yuekui nodded in agreement, but didn't say much, but stared closely at the huge black coffin.

After staring at it for a long time, Bai Yuekui suddenly felt his hairs stand on end.

It seemed that there was something terrifying in that coffin.

Tang Zichen didn't look back, but seemed to understand Bai Yuekui's thoughts, and said solemnly:

"Do you feel the danger too?"

"En." Bai Yuekui added seriously, "It's very dangerous!"

Tang Zichen nodded slightly, and looked at Yan Jiu with three parts of worry, three parts of curiosity, and four parts of admiration when his beautiful eyes looked at Yan Jiu.

Bang!

After the ten stick slaves put the whistle coffin on the ground, there was a dull sound.

After putting down the whistle coffin, the ten stick slaves immediately retreated far away, and then raised their hands to wipe the cold sweat on their foreheads.

Even just lifting the coffin made them feel terrified.

When the people who watched closely around felt the palpitation coming from the whistle coffin, they all nodded solemnly and said that this is indeed the whistle coffin.

Even these masters don't want to get too close to this kind of demon coffin.

Swish!

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Yan Jiu.

What would you do?

The idea had just popped into their minds, when they saw Yan Jiu smiled and walked directly to the whistle coffin, raising his hand to put it on top of the whistle coffin.

When everyone saw this man, he raised his hand to caress the whistle coffin, and at the same time circled around the whistle coffin.

After returning to the front, they heard Yan Jiu say with a chuckle:

"Molten iron seals the outer coffin, whistle demon coffin, well-deserved reputation!"

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

After all, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Yan Jiu raised his hand to support the whistle coffin under everyone's horrified eyes, and turned over directly!

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When Yan Jiu turned over the coffin, he took off his leather jacket and threw it towards Tang Zichen in the audience, revealing the black tight-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt inside, fully revealing his muscular upper body:

"Help me get the clothes, I'm in the way now, I'll wear them later."

Snapped!

After Tang Zichen took the clothes, he hugged the clothes to his chest and smiled sweetly at him, with an intoxicating voice:

"Okay ~ Lord Jiu."

Hiss!

Leprechaun!

Seeing this charming and provocative smile, the people around took a breath of cool air.

The original admiration for Yan Jiu also added a bit of jealousy and dissatisfaction!

Yan Jiu didn't care what other people thought. Isn't this a good opportunity for him to use the "Dragon Summoning Sutra" to absorb the spiritual energy that is so heavy in the whistle coffin?

How could he let it go!

Therefore, while Yan Jiu turned over the coffin, he started to run the "Dragon Summoning Sutra", and immediately he saw traces of pale black qi pouring into his body.

This qi gave him a feeling of alternating hot and cold, but Yan Jiu's face did not change at all.

After half squatting on the whistle coffin, he sucked away the spiritual energy outside the whistle coffin, and then he began to look inside the coffin.

That's right!

As long as it is a tomb belonging to the three tombs of heaven, earth, and man, any artifact or object will contain spirit energy, it's just the difference.

And the "Dragon Summoning Sutra" just happened to be able to extract these spiritual energy for Yan Jiu to use.

What everyone saw was that after Yan Jiu turned over the coffin, he looked at the whistle coffin carefully, and didn't feel anything different.

After all, in the face of such a demon coffin, one cannot be too cautious.

They even felt that Yan Jiu was too anxious, and they had to observe this kind of demon coffin for a while to be safe.

After feeling the flow of spirit energy in her body, Yan Jiu's mouth curled into a smile.

Although there is only this little spiritual energy, "Ghost Jade Hand" is enough.

Immediately, under the shocked eyes of the crowd, Yan Jiu "huh" turned over, and the whole person stood upside down on the whistle coffin.

The whistle of the whistle coffin is in the upper middle of the coffin, just below where Yan Jiu stands upside down.

At the same time, everyone saw Yan Jiu supporting his inverted body with one hand, and stretching his left hand to the side.

A strange scene has appeared!

I saw that Yan Jiu's entire left hand, from the palm to the forearm, was wrapped in a touch of shiny black in the blink of an eye, making his hand seem to be painted with polished paint.

It looks very weird!

wow——

This situation immediately caused an uproar and shock from those around.

"What ability is this?"

"Haven't heard of it? Isn't the ability of Faqiu Yimai "Two-Finger Cave Exploration"?"

"By the way, when it comes to this, I didn't see how long this Jiu Ye's fingers are. They seem to be of normal size, right?"

"Indeed, this ability looks a bit evil! Look at the whole hand that has turned black."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Faqiu Tianguan? Let me see how capable you are who have disappeared for hundreds of years!"

Yin Xinyue also stared at Yan Jiu's movements with her big Kazilan eyes widened in shock.

Even Tang Zichen and Bai Yuekui didn't expect Yan Jiu to have another ability?

No one knows how many tricks this man has!

But at this moment they knew that this man was finally going to attack the whistle coffin.

Yan Jiu's right arm was slightly bent, his body was pressed down, and then his left hand unexpectedly poked in through the whistle that was only as thick as an adult's arm!

Seeing this scene, the people around held their breaths and concentrated, as if they were afraid that their breathing would disturb Yan Jiu.

And when Yan Jiu put his ghost hand into the whistle coffin, he felt the thick hair in the coffin below!

Good guy!

Has it become hairy?

It is indeed a demon coffin!

But he has ghostly hands, he is not afraid at all, he even directly raised his hand and pressed it on the stiff face.

Through the ghost hand, he could clearly feel the stiff fangs and the "nine-orifice jade" in his mouth, nose and ears.

But Yan Jiu didn't take it in a hurry, it wasn't that he didn't want to take it.

But in Faqiu Tianguan's inheritance, he knows that there is an iron law in this whistle coffin:

"If you don't take it, it's harmless, but if you take it, you'll be dead!"

Therefore, before that, he had to suck up all the spirit energy of this hairy stiff!

No matter what level of hair stiffness it is, as long as the spiritual energy is sucked dry by him, no matter how strong it is, it is still a paper tiger.

So Yan Jiu directly pressed his palm on the stiff-haired face, closed his eyes and began to run the "Dragon Summoning Sutra".

Shhhhhhh———

Immediately, wisps of faint black air were pouring into Yan Jiu's body at a place invisible to the naked eye.

And with his eyes closed, Yan Jiu could see that behind his personal template, the progress of the "Dragon Summoning Sutra" began to jump, jumping continuously from 5% to 1% after absorbing it for about 68 minute.

It is conceivable how evil the master in this whistle demon coffin is!

But no matter how demonic it is!