Chapter 1738: The existence in the jade coffin!

With the sound of this heartbeat, everyone in the hall could not help but beat with the sound of heartbeat.
Some of the weaker masters felt their heartbeat as if they were about to jump out of the ventricle, the blood all over the body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
Just a heartbeat, there is such a powerful force?
"The existence in this jade coffin is extremely powerful, and he must not let him pull out the sword."
Ye Chen said in a hurry, and at the same time galloped towards the jade coffin.
"Blood Demon, you are looking for death."
Zong Qingfeng shouted, holding a long knife, and slashed towards the blood demon.
"Golden armor corpse puppet, don't you want to make a move?"
The blood demon's face was full of hideous colors, regardless of Zong Qingfeng's attack, his hands were on the hilt of Xuanyuan Sword.
At this moment, the golden armored corpse puppet who retreated to the side roared, and immediately blasted towards Zong Qingfeng and Ye Chen.
Although these golden armored corpse puppets were not lightly injured, they were still not afraid of death, and coupled with the uniqueness of their physical bodies, within a period of time, they actually restrained Ye Chen and Zong Qingfeng.
At this time, the old blood demon dragged Xuanyuan Sword with both hands, trying to pull it up.
It's a pity that with his strength, he can't move just by pulling a bit.
"Blood, I want more blood."
At this moment, a murmur sounded in the ears of the Gorefiend.
"Master, the subordinates are ready for you."
The Gorefiend gritted his teeth, took out a blood-colored ball from his body, and patted it on the jade coffin.
Suddenly, a pungent smell suddenly spread, and the scarlet blood actually invaded the jade coffin and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"This is... the blood of the Peerless Master?"
Ye Chen's pupils condensed slightly.
So much essence and blood into this jade coffin, I am afraid it is too late.
"Ye Chen, go back, it's coming out."
At this moment, the voice of the golden dragon rang in Ye Chen's ears.
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, and moved back to Athena's side.
Following Ye Chen's retreat, the golden armored corpse puppet did not even pursue it, but retreated to the side of the jade coffin.
As the essence and blood were swallowed by the jade coffin, rays of light suddenly emerged from the jade coffin, and then the blood demon used his hands to pull the Xuanyuan Sword from the jade coffin.
As Xuanyuan Sword was pulled out, a terrifying aura suddenly spread from the jade coffin.
"This is... Ningyuan's breath?"
A look of horror appeared on Ye Chen's face.
The fierce fighting in the hall suddenly stopped, and looked at the jade coffin solemnly.
At this time, the old black demon took the opportunity to escape to the side of the jade coffin, his eyes full of scorching heat.
"Black Demon, Blood Demon, you two have disappointed me too much. I asked you to prepare a lot of strong blood, why is there only so little."
Suddenly a faint voice came from the jade coffin. He couldn't tell the age, only the voice of a man.
"The master forgives the sins. With our ability, there is no way to obtain the blood of the Ning Yuan powerhouse. We can only collect some peerless grandmaster-level blood."
The scared old man's legs softened, and he said anxiously: "Moreover, there are so many grandmasters here, I think the master must like it very much."
"A bunch of trash, if it wasn't for you to help me pull out this Xuanyuan sword, you two should die today."
At this moment, the lid of the jade coffin suddenly floated, and then a pair of white palms were placed on both sides of the jade coffin.
The hall suddenly became quiet.
"What the is this? Is it possible that he is the demon Xuanyuan suppressed?"
"Impossible, if it is really the Demon God suppressed by Emperor Xuanyuan, it is impossible to still be alive now."
The faces of the surrounding masters changed, and they looked at the jade coffin with scorching eyes.
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing an ancient yellow robe suddenly stood out from the jade coffin and looked at the crowd with indifferent expression.
This is a middle-aged man who looks extremely majestic. He is dressed in a yellow robe, and a golden five-clawed golden dragon hovering on the yellow robe, an aura of arrogance suddenly spread.
But the most striking thing is that the middle-aged man's eyes are red like blood, and everyone can even see their reflections in these blood pupils.
"I don't know how many years have passed, the lonely finally came out."
The middle-aged man said quietly, and then looked at everyone, with a stern smile on his lips.
"Welcome everyone, to the lonely country."
The middle-aged man said lightly.
"Who are you? Could it be possible that you are the demon who was suppressed here by Emperor Xuanyuan?"
Zhang Zichen squinted his eyes and asked solemnly.
"Gone? Let Gu think about it."
The middle-aged man frowned and sighed: "Two thousand years have passed, and Gu can't remember my name anymore."
"More than two thousand years?"
Everyone was shocked, their faces suddenly changed.
In fact, when everyone saw the yellow robe on Ying Zheng, they guessed that the other party should be an ancient emperor.
But everyone never expected that this person turned out to be the emperor two thousand years ago.
"Is it possible that this person is Qin Shihuang Yingzheng?"
At this moment, I don't know who said something, and a flash of astonishment flashed in everyone's eyes.
If he really was Qin Shihuang's victory, then things would be a little troublesome.
A dignified emperor was suppressed here?
Moreover, Qin Shihuang lived for more than two thousand years without dying, such a longevity, even Ningyuan could not do it.
I'm afraid that even a pig should be refined after more than two thousand years, let alone an emperor.
"Senior, I have entered the territory by mistake. Please forgive me. If nothing happens, I will leave first."
Zong Qingfeng and others raised their hands and said in a low voice.
"Leave? Hand over the heritage of this place, the lone can let you go."
The middle-aged man said indifferently.
"Master, I grabbed one token, and the other two tokens are in their hands."
At this time, the black devil handed a token he had snatched to the middle-aged man, and then pointed at Ye Chen and Ji Tianling.
"Oh, the other two inheritance tokens are in your hands?"
The middle-aged man said with an indifferent expression: "Handing over the token will spare you your life."
"It seems that this token is the key to the land of inheritance. You should be the strong one who was in stock when the fairy mausoleum was opened last time."
Ji Tianling snorted coldly, and said solemnly: "There is sparse aura here, not to mention that you are suppressed by a sharp sword in the jade coffin. I am afraid that your strength has long been lost. Do you think you can threaten a group of us? ?"
"Noisy."
The eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly radiated dazzling blood, and then after a distance of hundreds of meters, volleyed towards you for a few days.
Suddenly a big blood-red hand suddenly appeared, and when Kong Kong patted Ji Tianling.
"Supreme King Fist!"
Ji Tianling had expected it long ago, and he gave a low voice and blasted out with a punch.
With a bang, Ji Tianling's fist strength suddenly collapsed when it touched the palm, and then the whole person was directly shot and flew out by the palm.
"Ji Tianling lost with one move?"
Everyone's heart tightened, and their eyes were full of horror.