"This Corpse Jedi is really unbelievable. Even though the name is so spooky, but the scenery inside is so magnificent, it's really confusing."
Zhuo Wen shook his head, but he didn't dare to move casually. Although the scenery inside is beautiful, he can feel that in this area, the breath on the countless scattered coffins is not simple.
Zhuo Wen could even feel a strong sense of crisis from many coffins. There is no doubt that those lying in those coffins are probably extremely terrifying corpses. Even if they have died for thousands of years, they are extremely powerful , is not something that Zhuo Wen can blaspheme.
"Senior Chenghuang, can you sense the aura of Fuxi here?"
Zhuo Wen suddenly asked, before entering Corpse Nether Jedi, Cheng Huang also attached a wisp of his divine sense to the puppet.
After all, Chenghuang is the weapon spirit of Fuxi Ding, and he should be most familiar with the aura of its owner, Fuxi. The only way to find Fuxi among these countless coffins is to rely on Chenghuang.
"The death aura of Shiyou Jedi is so strong that it almost cuts off my perception. If I wasn't very close, I wouldn't be able to distinguish my master's scent." Cheng Huang said helplessly.
"Is that so? Then let's go deep inside and take a look."
Zhuo Wen didn't talk nonsense, stepped on the soft ground, and walked slowly to the depths of the corpse.
The puppet chosen by Zhuo Wen has the strength of the Profound Sage, so it won't be killed so easily in this deadly land.
Zhuowen walked to a basin, and saw an iron coffin in the center of the basin. The surface of this iron coffin was bound by dense chains, and there were blood-red lines on the surface, like blood-colored veins.
"roll!"
The moment Zhuowen stepped into the basin, a thunderous sound came from the iron coffin, and then the surrounding chains rioted and rushed towards Zhuowen.
Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, his right hand slammed out and hit the iron chain, and immediately he flew upside down and hit outside the basin.
Bang!
The iron coffin in the basin obviously didn't intend to let Zhuowen go, the dense chains came towards the entrance of the basin, intending to bind Zhuowen tightly.
Pooh!
The chains were like sharp blades, wrapping the puppet inside, and immediately crushed out with a mighty force, the puppet didn't even make a sound, it was directly shattered into countless powders.
"Those who violate my territory will be punished no matter how far away they are!"
At the moment when the puppet was broken and Zhuo Wen's divine sense dissipated, an extremely cold voice came from the iron coffin.
Outside the crack, Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes, his face was pale, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Even if a strand of divine sense was crushed, it still had a great impact on him.
Even Cheng Huang groaned, after all, Cheng Huang also put a ray of divine sense in that puppet.
"It's so scary, the coffin hasn't even been opened, and the chains on the surface of the coffin directly destroyed the puppet of the Xuansheng level." Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice with horror in his eyes.
"The owner of that coffin was definitely the supreme lord in his lifetime, not someone we can provoke." Cheng Huang also said rather fearfully.
"What did you see inside? Seeing how surprised you are, could it be that you have encountered some danger?" Xiao Hei asked while standing on Zhuo Wen's shoulder, looking at Zhuo Wen and Cheng Huang.
Zhuo Wen and Cheng Huang looked at each other, and then briefly talked about what happened inside. Speaking of which, they didn't walk in Shiyou Jedi for long, but they strayed into the territory of a certain powerful existence, and they were killed Its strangled.
"Hey! Those who can be buried in Shiyou Jedi, who was not an earth-shattering person in life, especially those powerful dead who are buried in Fengshui treasures, have a strong sense of territory. If they enter by mistake, it is not surprising that what you have just encountered happened. "Xiao Hei said lightly.
Zhuo Wen stared at Xiao Hei with some surprise, and said: "Xiao Hei, from your appearance, it seems that you are somewhat familiar with Shiyou Jedi."
"That's right, little black dog, I said that you have never entered this deadly jeopardy, have you?" Cheng Huang also said rather strangely.
Hearing this, Xiao Hei fell into silence, and his eyes became a little blurred, as if he was recalling some kind of past events.
"In that shocking catastrophe, Master Long's dragon body was almost shattered. In order to save myself, I buried myself in this deadly corpse, in exchange for extending my lifespan..."
As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Wen and Cheng Huang were both shocked. They didn't expect that Xiao Hei still had such a past. No wonder this guy seemed to have a plan for the Corpse Nether Jedi, and he had been buried in such a Jedi before.
"What happened later? Now that you have become like this, did the burial fail?" Cheng Huang asked.
"Success is success, but my injury is too serious, and its origin has been shattered. Even if Shiyou is desperate, I can't contain my injury. In desperation, I gave up my physical body, and my soul left my body. Jedi."
"Later, by coincidence, I entered the ancestral hall of the Long family in this boy's family, where the dissipating origin of Master Long was actually contained, and later found that this son was carrying Fuxi Ding in his body, Master Long followed This kid..."
Xiao Hei spoke slowly, although his tone was very plain, but what he said, anyone could see the extraordinary.
"So that's the case, then after you were buried in Shiyou Jedi, did you sense Lord Fuxi's aura?" Cheng Huang Mulu asked expectantly.
Xiao Hei shook his head, and said: "I'm not you, how could I sense Fuxi's breath? Besides, I was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep after being buried in Shiyou Jedi. I don't know what happened next. It's..."
"Is that so!" Cheng Huang said with some disappointment.
"Since Xiao Hei is so familiar with this Corpse Nether Jedi, let's go inside again to have a look, maybe we can really find Fuxi inside!" JrNovels.com