The indescribable Taoist Lord

As Zhang Qinghe obtained the inheritance, the square became even more silent. When the Talisman Array Notes fell into his hand, it still felt so touching.

There were only two coffins, one large and one small, left in the field, as well as Zhang Qing and himself standing there. The surrounding area was very empty, but it didn't seem cold. It was just that for thousands of years, countless people had come and gone in this place, and there were more additions to it. A person's footprints.

The giant cast-iron coffin seemed to have been there for countless years, but it was still locked securely. The divine chain of order tied it layer by layer, suppressing the coffin where the immortal god was buried, no matter how vague and terrifying murmurs came from inside, and Even the terrifying aura cannot cause too much trouble.

Instead, the divine chains absorb the power of the immortal gods inside, providing a steady stream of power to Zhen'an's star formation.

That power seems to be equivalent to a certain avenue in the sky, flowing endlessly. Compared with the ordinary world, it is like the sand of the Ganges, so small that I can't even imagine its full extent.

"Prince Yin's handwriting says... a half-immortal god."

Zhang Qinghe flipped through a few pages briefly just to find important information, but the words inside were still fresh in his memory.

"Half the statue is like this, that one..."

Zhang Qinghe didn't want to think about it. Even though he had been exposed to many projections and images related to the sky, he still didn't want to accept the feeling of powerlessness that seemed like despair.

But this monster is now firmly sealed in a giant cast-iron coffin, which makes Zhang Qinghe's Taoist heart, which had always been a little unstable, suddenly calm down——

Li Chengtian told him clearly that these immortal gods were not incapable of being pulled off the altar. You see, this was not just about destroying the mountain and punishing the temple, but also in turn raising this half-headed immortal god with an unknown name as a pig. This is much better than blasphemy and other acts!

Zhang Qinghe approached the huge cast iron coffin. He had seen it before. This kind of black cast iron can isolate the Tao and principles polluted by the gods or the chaotic atmosphere. This is what Zhang Leyao's ring does. use.

On the dark and thick lid of the giant coffin, someone carved an inexplicable word in Yun seal -

"In order to live in heaven, it is better to kill the Taoist gods!"

"To live in heaven...it's better to kill the Taoist Immortal God..." Zhang Qinghe muttered silently.

This is not Li Chengtian's handwriting, and I don't know who wrote it.

The information on the coffin only stops here. If you want to hear more, you have to ask the things in the coffin. He silently placed his hand within three feet of the cast iron coffin. As expected, the ghost things inside became crazy. That kind of coffin. The strange roars inside and the crashing sounds that were enough to make the ground tremble were frightening.

"Zhou-Jin!!!"

"Li——Cheng——Tian!!!"

Distorted words came along with the strange sound of chanting. Zhang Qinghe shook his head. It was drizzling between so many layers of coffins and chains!

"Zhou Jin..." Zhang Qinghe said thoughtfully.

There are countless people named Zhou Jin in Zhongtian, but if they want to compete with Prince Yin in age, I am afraid that the only one who has a great reputation is——

The Human Emperor of Shenxia, ​​the Lord of Tiance Palace, Zhou Jin! ! !

"Isn't that Zhou Huaian's father? Prince Yin is also related to him?!

So Zhou Jin is also from Tiangong? ! What kind of trouble is this! "

Zhang Qinghe had a myocardial infarction. He also remembered that Li Shaobai had mentioned before that the evil cultivators of Tiangong were mostly active in Shenxia, ​​and it was only in recent years that they came to Xiantang to stir up trouble.

"This half-statue thing seems to have been made by Zhou Jin and Li Chengtian together..."

Zhang Qinghe silently wrote down this information and did not dare to touch the contents of the coffin again.

Are you kidding me? He just expressed his disdain verbally before. Let alone three feet. If he didn't want to find out what happened, he would not get close to this thing within ten feet.

If the square wasn't so big, ten feet would be too much to say.

"but……"

Zhang Qinghe turned to look at the tall, silent bronze coffin not far away, which was tied with scattered dark iron chains. Feeling the faint chaos and disorder inside, he looked thoughtful.

What he wanted to explore most was what seemed to be left behind by Wude Xingjun, played by Zhang Buqi. The mask of the sword-wielding spiritual officer from before was clearly aimed at him, proving that Wu De can indeed predict the secrets of the future...

Or perhaps, he simply had completely planned the way forward, and Zhang Qinghe just followed his way, with every step being exactly the same and walking at a high pace.

If this is the case, then he will be extremely burdened.

After all, when he was in his hometown, he was just one of the ordinary beings, and it was already a habit for him to be pushed around by life.

However, when he reached Zhongtian, he was just struggling to survive without even seeing the shadow of life. It would be too depressing to say that even his struggle was arranged.

So he felt that not only did he need to know, but he also needed to dig deeper——

What is the purpose of this group of people, and where will I be pushed by them?

It just so happened that this coffin was a clue, one of the threads of his search.

And this bronze coffin, which was locked layer by layer with black iron chains, always gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this thick and strange coffin somewhere before he knew where and when.

Zhang Qinghe stepped forward silently, and this time he got closer to the giant cast iron coffin.

This bronze coffin has experienced hundreds of years, and compared with the bronze coffin that Zhang Qinghe saw in the illusion and was held steadily by Wude Xingjun, it has more dust, and the tightly locked Looking at it, the black iron chain with the Dao text engraved on it became dim and scattered...

Wait, it’s dim and scattered...

Zhang Qinghe was suddenly frightened. He held the iron sword in his hand and quickly moved away with his graceful figure...

What the hell? Who can tell me why, when I looked closer, all the black iron chains sealing the coffin seemed to have been neatly cut off by some kind of weapon. The cuts were so neat. Since they were not obvious, I almost didn’t notice them at first? !

Wait... I'm in Zhen'an now. Zhen'an is now Li Tuizhi's boss, and I'm the second oldest, not to mention the secret realm where this formation is located. What am I afraid of...

Zhang Qinghe subconsciously glanced at the starry universe around his soul...

He plucked up the courage, wielded an iron sword in his right hand, and approached with his only three Qing-level detonating talismans in his left hand.

——The coffin remained silent, as if what was inside was a dead object, with no abnormality.

"If there was something in the coffin, or if it could still be manipulated, the thing in there would have felt my Taoist body and would have gone crazy like its neighbor, so... I know it's safe! "

Zhang Qinghe calmly speculated that he was also an afterthought.

So he tightened the detonating talisman without hesitation, used the iron sword to push aside the severed dark iron chains, and carefully pried open the bronze coffin...

"People light candles and ghosts blow out lamps. Let's touch gold today..."

Although he was saying wisecracks, Zhang Qinghe's eyes were silently staring at the slowly opening bronze coffin, not daring to relax at all.

The heavy coffin lid made a harsh sound when it was opened and closed, which touched Zhang Qinghe's heartstrings. As the coffin lid slowly slid down...

The broken torso inside the coffin and the blood-stained white clothes came into his eyes. From bottom to top, Zhang Qinghe saw the vaguely identifiable face of the man——

"This is impossible!!!"