Chapter 1467: Zijin giant coffin, the soul of the Holy King!

Where Luo Qingtong looked, an extremely large purple gold coffin occupying almost a third of the entire room appeared in front of her.
The casket of the bronze giant coffin was not covered, revealing a dead body inside.
It was a middle-aged man, wearing a blue robe, with an extremely powerful and sultry breath around his body, almost wanting to split the sky.
If other people come in here, they may not feel much.
But where Luo Qingtong's blood pupils looked, there was a severing spirit breath everywhere in the purple coffin.
All emanated from the giant purple coffin.
The corpse was lifelike, if it weren't for Luo Qingtong's blood pupils who had determined that he had no breathing and no breath, I was afraid he thought he was a person sleeping inside.
Saint King's Golden Coffin!
Luo Qingtong's eyes were slightly condensed, looking at the body lying in the purple gold coffin.
Needless to say, this middle-aged man is the owner of this mausoleum of the Holy King—the strong King who entered the Holy Land!
"I didn't expect this place to be the burial ground of this Holy King strongman."
Luo Qingtong thought it was a mysterious place before.
It is also strange, how could this holy king strongman make his own buried place into a light and shadow map and hide it in that jade finger to let others know?
Isn't the general strong taboo about such things?
Every tomb of the strong is full of organs and traps.
The buried land is hidden cautiously and cautiously, for fear of being disturbed for long sleep.
The holy king's hobby is unique, telling others his own buried place, let others come to admire him?
Luo Qingtong raised her eyebrows, and looked around the purple gold coffin, and then she was going to look away.
She didn't forget that she would rush in to find the power of the enchantment.
Huo is still outside the door!
Xiao Xiang pig said, it can't stop the other party for long.
However, just as Luo Qingtong's eyes were about to leave, she buzzed, but the Zijin Giant Coffin seemed to sense her entry, and it lighted up.
Then, if there was any figure, carrying thousands of golden lights, it suddenly rose from the purple giant coffin.
"Wait millennium, are you finally here?"
"My inheritor!"
As the tens of thousands of golden lights dispersed, the presence of that ruthless figure also appeared in front of Luo Qingtong, and her eyes narrowed.
For nothing else, the face of this figure is like a middle-aged man in this giant purple coffin.
"Holy King soul?"
"No, I'm just a ray of his mind."
The shadowy figure suspended above the Zijin Giant Coffin, looking down at Luo Qingtong.
"You're the heir I'm waiting for?"
"Wait for millennia, and finally someone can find it successfully!"
"Heirs, come up! Since you can take the obstacles to reach here with Wu Zong's body, then you are qualified to inherit my strength and practice!"
"Although thousands of years later, my strength has been greatly weakened, but the remaining strength is enough to repair your strength and promote it to the holy realm!"
"Come up! My inheritor, inherit the glory and mantle of my life! Continue to spread my glory and glory!"
The figure said, waving a wave.
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