Chapter 2011: Funeral

came here.
Su Jin's main purpose is to figure out: Who am I!
It can be said that he took a very big risk. After three thousand reincarnations, he will not escape in this life.
Eight vertical and eight horizontal, neatly intertwined mysterious ancient coffins are becoming more confusing and confusing under the shroud of darkness.
The seventy-ninth dragon head in front of the ancient coffin.
As the lid of the coffin was slowly pushed away by Su Jin, the mysterious cemetery at the end of the star road was rustling with wind~~~
Su Jingang was about to step forward to check, his body couldn't help but feel stiff, as if he was aware of it!
"Dang~~~" The thick and continuous melodious bells filled the sky around the cemetery
In fact, this was only what Su Jin heard. The long bells didn't stop here, and the entire Pan Fu world could be heard clearly!
Outside the fairy hall.
Millions of monks were pale, and many people knew what the bell meant.
"Mysterious cemetery, when the owner pushed aside an ancient coffin, the death knell was played." The lady of Biyu trembling in her heart, her face pale.
"At the end of the deserted road, there are all mausoleums. Su Jin must have touched an unimaginable existence. He may not be able to come back again." The beautiful eyes of the Zen Snow Girl lit up.
"The death knell continues to ring, why does this happen?" Lan Yueya was also full of doubts.
Several great abilities are still like this, let alone other millions of monks?
Shocking noises were raised at the scene, but even this converging sound could not conceal the death knell that continued to ring
Clang~~
Clang~~
Su Jin had no expression on his face, and he started counting from the first sound. The rhythmic death knell soon reached the sixtieth sound, and it continued to ring.
The sixty-fifth tone.
The seventieth tone.
Eighty!
When the eighty sound appeared, Su Jin's heart trembled, until the last sound, when the eighty-first sound appeared in his ears, and no longer sounded, his face finally changed.
It really caught this situation outside.
The emotions of the millions of monks were so high.
"There were only 80 neatly arranged ancient coffins, but there were eighty-one sounds. It happened that Mu Ziye carried the coffin away. After I heard it, I felt that the whole person was not good." Someone said in disbelief.
"The return of the coffin of the gods seems to be destined in the dark, and Mu Ziye may bury himself there--" Some people boldly guessed.
"It's really hard to imagine. I will never go there."
"I actually want to see what is buried in the 79th coffin!"
"..."
There are already many people outside the fairy hall that have changed their colors, knowing that they are only seeing the picture and hearing the sound of Dao Zhong, but they still can't help but worry about Su Jin.
Su Jin slowly closed his eyes and tried his best to calm down his emotions. He knew that this level was not easy to pass, and under the circumstances that he had expected earlier, the impact was not as great as he thought.
Opening his eyes, Su Jin looked resolute, as determined as a step, strode forward, lowered his head and looked into the 79th coffin
Pedal!
Su Jin's face was pale as paper, and the scene he saw shook him back a few steps!
As he guessed, in the 79th coffin, it was Emperor Huangquan. His clothes were stained with blood, but his appearance was fresh. What shocked Su Jin most was the eyes of the Emperor...
He was stabbed away by Shengsheng inexplicably, leaving only two holes.
Who?
Who has taken away the eyes of the emperor.
This was inconsistent with Su Jin's guess. Emperor Huangquan asked the Nanling Giants to hold out three sacred mountains, using heaven and earth as the furnace and sacred mountains as incense, and he was buried in a coffin and came to the end of the star road.
It should be intact--
At least Su Jin walked into this mysterious cemetery. So far, no living people have been seen. It is like a peaceful cemetery, unattended and unknown.
Su Jin's pressure increased sharply. He looked at the 80th ancient coffin more than ten meters away, closed the Great Emperor's coffin, moved one step to the left, and was about to open--
But soon Su Jin's complexion changed wildly, and when he turned his head, he saw the ancient coffin with dragon's head that he had carried, and began to tremble.
Chi Chi Chi Chi...
It is as if there is an invisible big hand pushing the dragon head ancient coffin at the front end, and this ancient coffin will also return to its place!
not good!
Su Jin's figure flashed, and he grabbed the ‘Juque Saint Soldier’, and came to the back of the ancient dragon head coffin, fiercely holding the handle with both hands, and slammed into the ground...
"Rising up!" Su Jin shouted.
The ‘Juque Saint Soldier’ created by Hei Xuan Long Tie, directly following Su Jin’s voice, began to grow louder, then louder, and finally reached a terrifying height of thousands of feet
The whole body of the sword is like an iron wall, and the ancient coffin of the dragon head moving forward for life stops.
Su Jin did not relax his vigilance, watching the sound of creaking and crashing, he waved the sweat on his head.
But when Su Jin saw that the ancient coffin he carried with the dragon's head slowly turned into a virtual white, he clenched his fists
The shadow of the virtual white coffin flickered and finally solidified. When it stopped at the first position of the ninth row, Su Jin knew that with his own means, he couldn't stop the coffin from setting down.
Putting away the huge fault, Su Jin's heart is heavy. It is not too much to say that it is like a big mountain pressing in his heart.
Since he couldn't stop it, Su Jin didn't remove the ancient coffin that was already in place, but looked at the 80th mouth and strode over.
The first guess was that Su Jin had been confirmed to be the "Emperor Huangquan", but his eyes were plucked away, which really shocked Su Jin's heart.
The second guess.
In the 80th ancient coffin, could it be Chu Gongzi?
Su Jin walked over and pushed the lid of the 80th ancient coffin away.
The pan was almost fried outside, and the monk was like an ant on a hot pan.
The methods of Feng Lao and Dong Chen Xian Lao could only reveal the scene of Su Jin in half of the sky, but they could not see the scene inside the coffin, and everyone was very anxious.
"In the seventy-ninth ancient coffin, what did Mu Ziye see? Why was it so shocked?" someone couldn't help asking.
"I really want to take a look, obviously that mysterious cemetery is very difficult--"
"The divine coffin that Mu Ziye carried just now has returned to its place. It is very mysterious. I don't know how this enchanting genius got into the coffin."
"I don't know..."
"It's better to die in it. It's not a genius in our world. The future has nothing to do with us."
"..."
Many people are discussing that Su Jin is a big problem and it is best not to come back, otherwise Panfu the Great will be in great danger.
Su Jin becomes nervous, will the coffin be Master Chu?
The King of Chu, who had escaped through the depths of the Jiuyou Jedi from an unknown world, had he escaped his fate, and did he survive without concealment--
Su Jin slowly stepped forward and stared in.
The scene he saw instantly made Su Jin flushed and panted. This time he took ten steps backwards, his face was in a state of madness. He had never thought of the person buried in the coffin in any case—
Not Master Chu!
She is a woman Su Jin is very familiar with, not Xia Yuyan!
It can be said that the beauty buried inside has completely subverted Su Jin's imagination!
How could it be, how could it be her!