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Yi Ling clicked the shutter button repeatedly without even being stunned to take a photo of the swollen and pale face. Almost as soon as he took the photo, the face that met his gaze shrank away. It was also very fast. There was only a white ghost left in the photos taken behind Yi Ling. Only the first one should have been captured clearly. Yi Ling swung his legs and quickly chased after him. Looking around, he saw that the figure had disappeared into the turbid river water, and only the crooked stone figurines could be seen around him——

The complete stone figurine that originally stood was mostly buried in the mud and bones of the pit. Only the upper body and head were still exposed. The dark eye sockets stared at Yi Ling, like a person who was buried alive up to his chest.

But Yi Ling was not afraid at all. After a round of inspection and indeed he could not find the figure, he swam back to the bottom of the pit and met An Xuefeng on the way. He noticed something was wrong with Yi Ling's movements, so he decisively put down the copper coffin and came to find him. Yi Ling waved his hand, took the camera and turned over the first photo he took to show An Xuefeng. An Xuefeng frowned behind the diving goggles.

This photo was taken very clearly. The face leaning towards them from the edge of the pit was blue and white and swollen, with bulging eyeballs and no life at all. This is the face of a dead person, a sunken corpse swollen with blisters.

But it was clearly 'alive', and the feeling of 'peeping' and its immediate escape after being discovered showed that this 'corpse' had the ability to move on its own. Although An Xuefeng didn't see it escaping, he knew that this thing could move on its own just by seeing that Yi Ling took this photo and came back empty-handed after leaving the pit. The wetsuit has been burning hot ever since, indicating that a curse or pollution has enveloped the waters.

An Xuefeng made a decisive decision and sneaked back to the bottom of the burial pit. He had already pulled some of the copper coffin out with brute force. The head of the coffin was pressed crookedly on the bones. The head of the coffin was exposed and engraved on it. It is a convex human face with bulging eyes. The carved lines are rough and simple, but the sad expression on the carved face is extremely vivid.

But only Yi Ling took a picture of the face of the coffin head. Next to him, An Xuefeng had taken out a knife from the waterproof bag. The arc-like orange blade was like the moon. An Xuefeng pressed the blade and cut it. The tip of the knife was pressed into the gap of the coffin lid, and it was cut as smoothly as a knife cutting tofu. It seemed that there was no obstruction at all. Even the golden nails holding the coffin lid were cut directly by the blade.

He actually didn't plan to lift the bronze coffin out of the river, but planned to open the coffin directly at the bottom of the river!

Come on, Yi Ling is a little unhappy. It’s so interesting to bring such a big bronze coffin, especially when it is released in front of Wang Pengpai and the others in Wuluo Mountain, it will definitely scare a group of people. He quite likes the bulge on the lid of the bronze coffin. The one with the head of a tiger comes out. If An Xuefeng felt that it was too late to lift the coffin, he could also ask the corn shoots to help.

But as soon as Yi Ling leaned towards An Xuefeng and the bronze coffin, he knew why An Xuefeng decided to leave the bronze coffin here. As soon as he got close to the bronze coffin, he felt his flippers sinking as if being pulled by something. Yi Ling kicked off the water twice and walked around behind the bronze coffin, finally getting rid of the weird suction. There were no entangled aquatic plants next to the coffin, and there were no drowning ghosts grabbing people into the water. Yi Ling stared at the bottom of the coffin for a while through his diving goggles, and he found clues.

coffin head

In other words, the entire copper coffin was pressed against the eye of a whirlpool at the bottom of the river. It should have been tightly blocked on it, but the head of the coffin was only slightly exposed because An Xuefeng pulled it askew. Don't look at just one thing. Yi Ling's ability to successfully get rid of the suction of the vortex is due to the diving suit on his body. In other words, the suction of the vortex can be felt by him, which essentially competes with the blessing of the Nordic God of the Wild Sea. !

It is still the dry season. It is conceivable that during the wet season, the bones of the copper coffin were all pale and clean, as if they had been washed and washed by high-pressure water from time to time. Is it because of this vortex?

But speaking of it, the bottom of the river is not a place where water flows meet. Why is there a whirlpool? Is there an underground river leading to somewhere else under the coffin? This vortex is mixed with strong pollution power. Where does it lead to? Was there a vortex before the copper coffin ended up here? No... Wei Xun said that this river was a god-given tomb. After the copper coffin fell out, the mountains shook, the river appeared out of thin air, and the copper coffin was buried at the bottom of the river.

Could it be that this so-called earthquake caused the underground river to change its course? Because the earthquake cracked the soil on the ground, the underground river water spewed out and gradually formed this big river? After being passed down orally from generation to generation by the mountain people, the legend of the God-given tomb emerged? But it is undeniable that there is definitely something in this vortex. Even though he is fully armed, Yi Zero can faintly smell an aroma that makes him scratch his head. He swam a few times and buried himself in front of the coffin head.

"Zila——"

At this moment, it was the most critical moment to open the coffin. An Xuefeng held his breath and concentrated. His hand holding the knife was extremely steady. When the blade touched the last golden claw nail, it was like a hot knife cutting through butter. He cut the golden claw without any hindrance. The nail is cut off. An Xuefeng cut off a total of sixty-four golden claw nails, in addition to thirty-one triangular coffin nails. This shows how tightly the copper coffin lid is nailed, and how difficult the zombies inside are.

But An Xuefeng was fearless. His companions were not by his side, and there was only Yi Ling, who looked like a human but not a human being. He didn't need to worry too much. An Xuefeng's fearless and fearless spirit under his composure and caution showed a trace. He held the bag in one hand. Waterproof bag, holding a machete in one hand, and pushing against the coffin lid with his wrist, he lifted off the extremely thick bronze coffin lid like a foam board, and then streams of black water poured out of the bronze coffin. out. The black water was like oil. After it came out, it didn't dissolve into the surrounding river water. Instead, it slid down like lava.

Piles of black water kept overflowing from the coffin to the outside, like dry ice emitting white smoke, which obscured the body inside the coffin. An Xuefeng quickly ducked to the side, and when he saw Yi Ling was not there where the black water was flowing, he no longer had any worries. He didn't care that the copper coffin was completely dark and couldn't see anything clearly. He was so bold as an expert. He pierced the coffin with his scimitar, hooked something, picked out a series of golden arrow clusters with the scimitar.

This is a funerary object in the copper coffin. An Xuefeng opened the waterproof bag with his left hand, held the knife in his right hand and shook it, and the cluster of golden arrows fell into the waterproof bag. The whole process only took two or three seconds. Then he repeated the same trick and pierced the copper coffin with the scimitar. This time, he pierced the middle door, which is where the corpse's chest was. After the tip of the knife touched the steel-like hard object, it moved diagonally across the corpse. Chest until something catches on. An Xuefeng had an idea. He lifted up the scimitar and saw that the orange tip of the knife was hanging from a bag made of something unknown. It had not rotted in the water for so many years, but it was already in tatters. , I could see the contents inside through the bag - it seemed to be a jade token-like thing.

There is no time to look further, time waits for no one. An Xuefeng simply stuffed this thing into the waterproof bag, and then plunged the scimitar into the coffin to explore. After picking out three or four more burial objects such as copper bells and gold cups, An Xuefeng sank the tip of his knife and finally found something different. This thing was so heavy that it could break a person's wrist when hung on the knife, but An Xuefeng's wrist strength was amazing and he just picked it out of the coffin.

As soon as An Xuefeng was picked out, he felt his forehead jump and his tiger ears were about to pop out. The new thing he picked out with his knife turned out to be a huge gray-white stone, or a salt stone. There was a blue line in the middle of it. It was extremely smooth and thin but extremely tough. There was no trace of this line on the edge of the scimitar. After breaking it, he lifted out such a large piece of salt stone.

The green line and salt stone are probably the torso of the Salt God. This copper coffin is indeed related to escorting the Salt God! The waterproof bag was too small compared to it and couldn't fit in it at all. An Xuefeng quickly took out a seemingly ordinary black and gold climbing rope, and while drawing the knife, he flexibly strung the rope to the door between the green line and the salt stone, like a string. He grabbed the salt stone with a green thread like beads, and then tied the climbing rope to his left wrist. He held a machete in his left hand, and took out a bone-cutting knife he brought from the B\u0026B in his right hand and put it into the coffin.

But this time he got off to a bad start - as soon as his knife reached into the coffin, it was grabbed by a pair of hands as hard as steel.

No, the zombie in the copper coffin is about to rise, but this is what An Xuefeng expected! After the bone-cutting knife was caught by the zombie, he violently pulled it out. At the moment when the bone-cutting knife was overwhelmed and twisted and shattered, a purple-red arm as thick and powerful as iron was also pulled out, and it was exposed outside the coffin. At this moment, the arm suddenly retracted, as if it was about to return to the coffin, but it was already too late. The orange scimitar passed over the coffin silently like a wisp of the setting sun, cutting off half of the zombie's arm. The next second, the zombie Before he got angry, An Xuefeng kicked up the coffin lid, pressed it with his hand, twisted and flicked it, and put the bronze coffin lid back on the coffin.

"Bang bang bang!"

Then angry scratching sounds came from the bronze coffin, accompanied by a banging sound that shook the lid of the bronze coffin as if it was about to crack. But An Xuefeng held down the coffin lid with one hand, and with the other hand held a knife and pressed the zombie's arm, which was also convulsing and twisting in anger, on the torso of the Salt God.

The next second the zombie's arms stopped moving, and the impact sound inside the coffin became much weaker.

Sure enough, An Xuefeng had already guessed this. What important funerary objects may be in the copper coffin have been listed by Bai Feibai and corresponded to the corresponding methods. If escorting the Salt God is the mission of the copper coffin zombie, then its mission has failed. The copper coffin was still here pressing the whirlpool. It could not leave or complete its mission. At this time, the person with the power of the White Tiger God came to the Tianci Tomb.

From the fact that the zombie asked An Xuefeng to hook out the Salt God's torso, we know that the Bronze Coffin Zombie has a strong thinking ability. The previous token may have been the chieftain's secret order. It gave him both the token and the Salt God's body in order to An Xuefeng will complete this task on his behalf!

Now the zombies are asking for help, and since the zombies can escort the Salt God, they must be able to suppress the Salt God. The most precious thing about the chieftain king's lineage is this inheritance and the ancestral bloodline of the first generation of Linjun. An Xuefeng simply cut off half of its arm. Sure enough, after the zombie's severed arm was placed on the Salt God's torso, the salt stone, which was continuously releasing pollution and becoming active, became quiet again, almost like a real stone.

Guarding the Salt God is originally the responsibility of the Bronze Coffin Zombie. Its arms were cut off to guard the salt stone. This is completely legitimate and reasonable. The zombies in the copper coffin no longer violently hit the coffin lid and became quiet. An Xuefeng used a climbing rope to tie the zombie's severed arm and the salt stone together, taking the opportunity to completely align the coffin lid. He cut off the nails and claws. He picked up the two tiger skulls and pressed them on the coffin lid, barely holding down the coffin board.

By this time, the diving suit was extremely hot, and my breath seemed to be steaming. The pollution around them was almost reaching its limit, so they had to get up there as soon as possible. An Xuefeng picked up the waterproof bag and the salt stone knife and looked for Yi Ling, but when he raised his eyes, his breath was stagnant... There was no sign of Yi Ling in all directions!

An Xuefeng, who was not even a little nervous when his knife was caught by the copper coffin zombie, was covered in cold sweat at the moment, but he did not panic. The position and movements of Yi Ling just flashed through his mind. An Xuefeng walked around the copper coffin first. Circle, I finally saw Yi Ling's figure at the head of the coffin. Yi Ling squatted in front of the head of the coffin, his figure completely blocked, so An Xuefeng glanced around and didn't see it.

However, after finding Yi Ling, An Xuefeng was terrified again - Yi Ling was squatting in front of the coffin head, tilting his body and stretching out his hands, digging for something under the coffin like a cat digging in the sewer, and his hand had already reached in. Into the vortex at the bottom of the coffin!